The magic system of Dwarves can only allow them to reach the Sixth Tier level at most, and the reason why Ironhelm Kingdom can become the civilization of Seventh Tier is entirely because of an infinitely powerful weapon. To be precise, it is a weapon named " Chaos Vista" sword. Ian speculates that the reason why Sazmin wants that Stellar Magic Core is to upgrade Chaos Vista to Eighth Tier or even higher.
"You guessed it right," Sazmin replied. Then, he suddenly remembered something. "You are a master of alchemy, right?"
"Yes, and one of the best in the universe."
Sazmin was shocked by his unabashed boast, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer. Then, he remembered the video about Floating City that he had seen on Universal Web. According to the information disclosed by the Arcane Empire, it was the arcane archon who personally created the Creation, which can be called a miracle of alchemical engineering.
Although Sazmin doesn't know whether this news is pure political propaganda, but if it is true, then the person in front of him is definitely qualified to boast that he is the top alchemist in the universe. Any alchemist with a reasonable level, as long as he has reached Ninth Tier Anyone with the level can create a magic weapon with the Ninth Tier level. However, to create a behemoth with multi-functional facilities and complex systems like Floating City, only a truly gifted monster can do it.
Considering that this Arcane Grand Archon currently only has the rank of Eighth Tier, this kind of cross-level achievement that is beyond the reach of heaven may only be accomplished by those "Divine Grade Alchemy Grand Masters" from the Central Star Region universe that he has heard of.
"If you don't mind, I'd love to hear what you think about Chaos Vista," Sazmin said.
"Are you sure?" Ian asked. "If I guess correctly, that sword is the national treasure of your kingdom."
"It doesn't matter. I am asking another alchemist for advice as an alchemist." Most Dwarves consider themselves to be blacksmiths, not alchemists. However, once their skills reach a certain peak level, even if they do not have the ability to enchant, they will still receive the title of alchemist.
"Besides, I am sure that a mere piece of Seventh Tier's magic Divine Artifact is nothing at all in your eyes."
Sazmin can keenly sense that the robe Ian is wearing is a Eighth Tier Divine Artifact, and all the rings he wears on his ten fingers are between seventh and Eighth Tier. For such a person who is covered in top-notch divine clothing, a Seventh Tier sword is indeed insignificant.
Ian did not agree with Sazmin's flattery on the surface, because he knew very well when to be arrogant and when to show humility. He readily accepted the other party's invitation, and then took some time to catch up with Hu Ji Tie Yan.
He knew the importance of connections and bonds - even if there was a gulf-like gap in class and status between them. Therefore, Ian had a cordial conversation with Hu Ji and other mercenaries; he even generously gave them some magic weapons and magic scrolls to help them survive in this cruel war.
Then, he took Sazmin to board his starship and sailed straight to Dwarves's base camp - Flame Mountain System, Longbeard Star. During the entire voyage, Sazmin was full of praise for the craftsmanship of the spacecraft, and the two also discussed some professional technologies in depth.
After notifying the royal courtiers in advance, the spacecraft landed smoothly on Longbeard Star. As soon as Sazmin stepped off the spacecraft, they saw two Dwarvess, a man and a woman, running towards them in a hurry.
"Your Majesty, have you succeeded?" the female Dwarves shouted loudly. However, when they saw Ian standing next to the king, they immediately drew their weapons and their eyes became extremely alert.
Less than a second later, another Legion Dwarves with the same excited face rushed up from behind the two people. But when they set their sights on Ian, they also pulled out their weapons in unison, ready to attack at any time.
"Everyone, get out of here," Sazmin ordered sternly. "This is our distinguished guest, the Grand Consul of the Arcane Empire." However, his words did not calm the vigilance of these people.
"Your Majesty, you know the rules," the woman Dwarves said in a deep voice.
"I know. Just follow the rules." She winked at her companion, and the man Dwarves then took out a necklace, walked slowly to Sazmin, and shook it back and forth in front of his eyes.
"There is no sign of being Mind Control ed or having his body taken away from him. However, we still cannot take it lightly."
"Don't waste time here. Go get Chaos Vista: it can tell whether I am myself or not," Sazmin said impatiently, and Dwarves agreed to the proposal.
A few minutes later, someone came over holding a brown wooden box, which contained an exquisite silver sword. The shape of the sword was extremely simple, without any fancy decoration. However, it was this simple style that elevated its ultimate beauty to another level.
'Who said Dwarves doesn't have any aesthetic ideas in his mind?' Ian complained secretly in his heart while quietly waiting for Dwarves to complete their tedious security inspection procedures.
Sazmin grabbed the sword without any hesitation. When all Dwarves present saw this, they all let out a sigh of relief. They knew very well that even Bleach Guznader himself took away Sazmin himself, and he would never be able to lift the sword - unless he was originally a master of swordsmanship. Because in this world, only the royal bloodline of the Ironhelm Kingdom is qualified to lift Chaos Vista.
"Hurry up, everyone: we have to entertain distinguished guests."
Soon, Dwarves had prepared a grand carnival banquet, which was filled with mellow spirits and barbecued meat - mainly various types of roasted wild boar. Ian also generously took out his own divine wine to share with them; this was the wine god in <KonoSuba: God's Blessing on This Wonderful World!>'s world, using countless extremely rare natural materials and earthly treasures to brew the best wine specially for him.
On the main table in the center of the banquet hall, the most powerful ministers among Sazmin, Ian and Ironhelm Kingdom sat together, and several accompanying distinguished guests also took their seats.
"So, what do you think of this sword?" Sazmin took a big sip of strong wine and asked.
Ian took a sip of wine in an elegant manner, and his eyes fell on the sword lying flat in the center of the table.
"This is a peerless sword. Orichalcum is an extremely hard, extremely heavy and surprisingly dense Divine Grade metal that is extremely difficult to melt and shape. The creator of this sword directly borrowed the terrifying high temperature of the star's core to forcibly melt it."
"In order to completely remove the impurities, the forger used a secret method that alternated wildly between extreme cold and extreme heat. In the process of shaping the sword, he struck it a full 10,435,290 times - and the force of each strike was comparable to a full blow from Sixth Tier strong men."
Ian came closer and looked at the sword more carefully. He completely ignored the horrified looks of everyone around him and continued to speak, "This sword was originally just a Sixth Tier weapon. But it was recently reforged and upgraded to Seventh Tier. If I guessed correctly, this should be your handiwork, Sazmin."
Although Ian said "recently", he could actually tell at a glance that this sword was reforged at least more than 200,000 years ago.
"No, that's right," Sazmin stuttered in reply. Ian nodded slightly, and then continued to analyze it in depth.
Orichalcum is an extremely heavy metal, so this sword perfectly inherits its abnormal physical properties. It can Infinity multiply its own weight, even to the point of being terrifying enough to easily crush a star. Of course, as its Overlord owner, you will never be affected by the backlash of this weight.
"Among all Seventh Tier's magic Divine Artifacts, this sword can be said to be flawless. No offense, but based on the forging skills I just observed, it is impossible for you to polish such a perfect Seventh Tier weapon. The reason why it can explode with such heaven-defying power is entirely because it contains a trace of real Divinity."
"The people of the Ironhelm Kingdom have been worshiping this holy sword for generations, resulting in the extremely huge Faith Power. After greedily absorbing these beliefs, this sword not only gained a layer of sacred brilliance, but even gave birth to a sword spirit; this is the real reason why only the royal bloodline can lift it."
"So that's what happened. I always thought this sword was very strange, but I could never find the root cause."
Sazmin has never revealed a secret to anyone: this sword can actually communicate with him mentally by transmitting crisis warning. The reason why Ironhelm Kingdom can be found in Guznader One of the most critical reasons why he survived the moving "Darkfall" Cataclysm was precisely because this sword sent him a fatal warning of danger in advance, allowing him to make timely preparations.
"This sword is indeed capable of conquering the world. It only needs to be engraved with a few more high-level enchantments to successfully break through to the Eighth Tier level. Moreover, as long as it can absorb a large enough amount of Faith Power, it can even It can completely transform into a real sword spirit with independent consciousness. At that time, it can Self evolve, and may even grow into a 'False God' that is superior to all living beings."
"Are you serious?"
"There is no need for me to lie to you about such a thing."
Sazmin swallowed hard. He never dreamed that this sword contained such incredible potential. In this world, anything related to "Godhead" was definitely beyond common sense. What's more, just the thought of the possibility of forging a divine sword with his own hands made him tremble with excitement.
"Please answer me truthfully: Does Arcane Empire really treat all races equally? Can they really all enjoy free magic education?" Sazmin asked extremely seriously. His sudden question made all the ministers present immediately put down their wine glasses and pricked up their ears.
"It's absolutely true. My consistent ruling philosophy is that the magic produced by all races and civilizations has unique value, and they can all bring a completely new perspective to our understanding of the nature of magic. As long as everyone can abandon prejudice, work together, and share each other's wisdom without reservation, magic civilization will usher in unprecedented prosperity."
"So, my fundamental original intention of creating this huge Empire was precisely to achieve this ultimate goal."
Sazmin fell into deep contemplation. He was not sure whether the arcane archon was deceiving him with those Diadem grand and beautiful words. However, with his keen intuition and everything he had observed so far, he felt that these words should be true words from the heart.
"Okay. I've made my decision."