Arriving in the Nasuverse, Now Out of Contact

Though tempted, the Forging God clearly did not trust this god from another world, and he ordered the god seeking his cooperation to leave.

"So, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. As I am now, I cannot become your ally."

"That truly is a shame." The youth who had driven the Divine Key known as Ksitigarbha's Soul beneath the city sounded deeply regretful.

As a lover of peace, he still preferred not to resort to force unless absolutely necessary.

"But even if you have no intention of forming an alliance with me, I will still become your ally."

As the Steel Attribute within him continued to rise, the youth grinned. Brutal, soaring fighting spirit spread across his features, while the holy spear clenched in his hand glowed blue-violet.

Under Okan's disbelieving gaze, the power known as Honkai, bolstered by civilization, frantically enhanced its master's strength, granting this demigod—whose base attributes should have been lower than the Forging God's—enough power.

"My dear ally, let's stretch our limbs a little."

Survival Rules for Transmigration

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The Powerful Yet Tragic Forging God

In a barren land far from the Goblin Race city of Hardenfell, the lord of the Goblin Race, wielding a heavy hammer, clashed with a god from another world beneath a blood-red sky.

In an instant, the youth wielding the holy spear turned into a bolt of lightning. His spear, carrying dazzling white radiance, locked onto a certain god's throat like a venomous serpent and struck.

It was the God Slaying Spear fused with the Will of Honkai. If it struck and triggered the power sealed within it, ninety-nine percent of gods would drop dead on the spot.

Facing the spearpoint that radiated