Yuri Dancing on a Grave and the Furious Goat!

Stepping through the now-swept gate, a completely new world unfolds inside.

Cliffs, precipices, trestle bridges, iron chains, and... scalding lava.

Sheer cliffs surround the area, and a central stone platform connects to walkways leading in all directions. Above the platform, a giant stone pillar is connected by a series of interlocking chains.

Standing on the stone platform is a humanoid goat with a long beard, appearing to be at least nine meters tall, with scalding lava constantly splashing upwards below.

Yuri looked at the bearded goat who had just thrown a hammer at him and forced him back.

Although the power of that attack was weakened by the door panel, it wasn't as desperate as when fighting Gildarts before.

But it was clear that the other side had just thrown a hammer at us randomly...

This so-called god is very powerful!

"You're Ornn?" Yuri asked loudly.

"Get out of here, Devil." Ornn said succinctly in a deep, resonant voice, without elaborating further.

"You can tell I'm Devil?" Yuri asked with interest.

Although he possesses Devil Power, he is still largely human.

If they weren't also Devil, people who didn't know his background would hardly be able to tell that he was Devil; they would only think that he was a human who used magic to wield Devil Power.

The fact that this old goat saw him for the first time suggests that he was either Devil himself, or...

It has some special features.

I'll say it again, get out of here!

Ornn ignored Yuri's question and instead repeated his previous words with slightly more emphasis.

Yuri sensed that the other person didn't like wasting time on small talk, so he went straight to the point. "I've heard you're the God of the Forge, and there's a young man from the Hearth Family outside who claims to be your follower. Do you know him?"

Perhaps it was the familiar words he heard, but Ornn's eyes flickered slightly.

Although he didn't mention kicking him out again, he still said coldly, "Ornn has no followers. The name of God is just something imposed on me by humans. I'm just a blacksmith."

"Is that so?" Yuri turned around and smiled. "Brax, it seems your god doesn't want to have anything to do with you."

Brax slowly stepped through the gate, staring blankly at the figure in the distance.

Just as he was about to shout excitedly, he suddenly became reserved. "Respected Ornn, God of the Forge, I am your devout follower, the last descendant of the Hearth Family, Brax. I apologize for disturbing you without your summons."

As he spoke, Brax was about to kneel down and pay his respects...

He had never seen a god, nor did he know how to approach a deity, so he could only act according to his own heart.

But just as he was about to kneel down, a majestic voice suddenly rang out.

"Stand up!"

Brax was startled, but seeing it was a command from God, he dared not disobey.

After getting up, I quietly waited for God's next words.

But Ornn simply watched him quietly, so Brax mustered his courage and said, "I've come today only to ask you to appreciate my work."

Ornn remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "Give it to me."

There seemed to be a hint of helplessness in his tone, but Ornn's emotional fluctuations were so subtle that it was hard not to doubt one's own imagination.

Brax quickly looked down and patted his pockets, only to suddenly remember that he had already exchanged his boxing gloves for horns.

He was a little anxious, but as soon as he looked up, a silver gauntlet flew into his arms. Yuri crossed his arms, tilted his head and whistled in Ornn's direction.

Brax gave him a grateful look, then crossed the pier alone to the central stone platform and presented it with both hands.

Ornn glanced at it in his hand, then frowned and said, "No."

No...

Those two short words struck like a bolt from the blue, like a mountain crushing Brax.

The tribe's sacrifice seems like it happened just yesterday, and the chieftain's words still echo in my ears.

He wanted to say something, but faced with Ornn's imposing expression, he couldn't utter a word, only saying...

Thank you for your guidance.

After saying that, he left the stone platform in a daze and walked towards the cave outside, forgetting even to take his boxing gloves.

For the Hearth Family two hundred years ago, they would gladly accept either Ornn's "nod" or "frown".

But for Brax, who was only ten years old and carried the hopes of all the Hearth Family, those two words were too heavy, so heavy that he might never be able to recover.

Seeing Brax walk away, Ornn turned to look at Yuri, the implication of which was quite clear.

Why haven't you left yet?

Yuri naturally understood and laughed, "He's here to have you appraise his work, while I'm here to have you forge weapons."

As he spoke, he pulled a piece of silver metal from his pocket. "So, interested?"

"I stopped forging weapons a long time ago," Ornn said calmly, but for some reason, one could sense that his back was weighed down by a weight.

"Is it related to the battle with the Stormbringer two hundred years ago?" Yuri, as always, unleashed his ultimate attack at close range.

"None of your business!" Ornn's tone finally showed a hint of emotion, but it leaned towards anger.

Anyone smart enough should know to stop talking.

Yuri wasn't exactly a smart guy; he just liked to rave about minefields. "That boxing glove is actually pretty good, but you deliberately downplayed it."

His words had no basis, but even if it was just a guess, it certainly hit Ornn's sore spot.

Two hundred years later, for the first time, he was somewhat angry. "Final warning, Devil, leave this place!"

Yuri seemed not to hear him, continuing to leap repeatedly along the edge of the cliff, "You're scared! You're deliberately trying to distance yourself from Brax and the Hearth Family."

"Why? Because of guilt?"

"Do you feel that you are the one who caused them to end up in this situation?"

"So you chose to escape! You locked yourself here for two hundred years, no longer caring about anything in the outside world, thinking it was for their own good."

"But do you know they've been searching for you, just to get your attention back..."

Yuri's words were like sharp arrows piercing Ornn's heart.

Indeed, Ornn has excellent control over his emotions.

But this kind of feeling was all too familiar to Yuri, so even though the other party didn't show any obvious flaws, he still saw through it at a glance.

The best evidence to prove Yuri was right is that the old goat on the other side got angry!

"Boom!!"

As the massive horns on Ornn's head turned slightly red, the scalding lava pool suddenly surged violently, bursting into golden-red waves, and terrifying magical fluctuations reverberated throughout this molten world.

The entire mountain began to tremble violently, as if a dormant volcano had finally awakened and was about to erupt.

Yuri smiled, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. The Devil Bringer on his right arm shone brightly, unleashing astonishing magical power to counter it.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room froze completely!