Arriving in the Nasuverse, Now Out of Contact

"The Divine Relic of the Goblin Race's god... just thinking about it feels terrifying." The young man, who did not know much about Forge God Okan's abilities, narrowed his eyes and became somewhat interested.

Unlike the Forest Spirit Race, although the Goblin Race's spiritcraft was also exceptionally advanced, their physical constitutions meant that using spirits would be massively amplified by things like their own True Spirit Silver and Induction Steel, pushing them beyond their limits of endurance. Simply put, they would self-destruct. Tools that used layered inscription formulas to cast spells were called "Divine Relics."

Okan was the god of the Goblin Race. The Divine Relic he used as a weapon was absolutely incomparable to the hammer used for forging equipment. It would certainly be a weapon of mass destruction.

"Since you took the initiative to choose a battlefield outside Hardenfell, I can give you a chance to withdraw."

Holding a heavy hammer in one hand and a firearm-like Divine Relic in the other, the Forge God coldly watched the young man in the distance holding a spear and slowly spoke.

"Things have already come this far. Wouldn't suddenly shaking hands and making peace be a little strange?"

The young man, who had long since placed Ksitigarbha's Soul within the Goblin Race's city, rested his spear on his shoulder, wearing a rather flippant smile.

"Should I take that as you being afraid of this divine war?"

"Me, fear a divine war? How laughable."

Okan sneered. He was one of this world's foremost gods and had experienced the great war between the Dragon Species and the Divine Spirit Race, as well as the Divine Spirit Race's civil war. Aside from the War God and the Final Dragon, whom he simply could not defeat, there was truly no one he feared.

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