The mysteries of the Forge of a Thousand Forms could only be glimpsed when it was put to use.
The technology of the Old Ones truly was miraculous. The greatest secret of the Forge of a Thousand Forms was that this artifact could fuse two entirely unrelated elements. Aaron's Golden Law Beast and Buer's Greater Lord Rukkhadevata hardly seemed like similar powers, yet through the forge's fusion, Aaron had clad Buer in the Golden Law Ring's star-spangled, golden-threaded skin. The resulting Golden King avatar finally had the strength to contend with the Great Horned Rat.
Aaron now understood why some gamers in his previous life could spend hours creating a character.
Everything you are is woven by me. The path you walk is forged by me.
Therein lay the pleasure of the Old Ones.
Be'lakor's allies had proved unexpectedly reliable. The magic of the Brand King Malkizid and the Demon Queen of Succubi had severely wounded the Great Horned Rat's avatar. The rat god's seventy-meter body crashed to the ground, tumbling across the vast garden plaza. Aaron carefully watched Be'lakor's movements. Seeing that he had no further moves to make for the moment, the Golden King leaped up and landed right behind the Great Horned Rat. The instant he touched down, Aaron sensed that the Golden King had already used up more than half its duration. Summoning his remaining strength, he launched one fierce assault after another.
The Thousand Forms Explosive Fist rained down on the Great Horned Rat like a furious storm. Greater Lord Rukkhadevata's Thousand-Handed Forms erupted like a supernova, hammering every inch of the Great Horned Rat's body from head to tail!
Pound, pound, pound, pound!
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
Amid the gaps in the meteor-shower cascade of enormous fists and countless afterimages, the Great Horned