Muria frowned at the nine weapons that were floating in the Eternal Flame, or, more accurately, the embryos of the nine weapons, after the first weapon, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, began to take shape.

Hephaestus separated all the legendary metals, and then cast the embryos of the eight weapons in succession according to the proportions of the specific legendary alloy recipes he had mastered, and the needs of Muria.

"Something!" Muria, carefully sensing the connection between herself and the nine weapons that had gradually taken shape. Doubts and dissatisfaction gradually arose in my heart, and the relationship between the Titan's weapons and them was not like this.

The Titan Maiden Heloise, after receiving enough legendary metal from her father Ansor, immediately went to the Void Forge Temple to forge her own weapon.

It was a heavy axe gun, and Muria saw that Heroise had used it, and it was really like an arm, which was not a description.

When she was armed with an axe and spear, it was as easy to cut ordinary soul-level demons as it was to chop melons and vegetables.

That axe and spear made Muria feel like a living being, with a will of its own.

And the nine embryos in front of him, maybe in terms of material, because they are legendary alloys, are better than Heroise's axe, but if you really want to compare, Muria feels that none can compare to Heroise's axe.

His weapon, lacking a kind of spirituality, is like a vegetative person lying in bed and unable to move. Although he is alive, he does not have a mind and will of his own.

"Yes, you actually feel it. With a slightly surprised tone, the voice of the Void Spirit came from all directions, "There is still one last step missing, as long as you incorporate one more thing, your exclusive weapon can be considered truly formed." ”

"What's that?"

"Your soul! or, more accurately, a fragment of your soul. ”

"That's it!" Muria pursed her lips, "So, the last step, am I going to tear my soul apart?"

"No, it's up to me to tear your soul apart, and all you need to do is endure the pain of soul tearing. ”

"How much does it hurt?"

"After experiencing it for the first time, I don't want to experience it a second time. ”

"......" Muria was silent.

"Young Titan, have you really decided to forge nine weapons? Nine weapons means that I will tear nine pieces from your soul. ”

"Can you tear it off all at once?" Muria didn't know how uncomfortable the pain of soul tearing was, but from the tone of the Void Spirit, he could infer that the pain of the soul was far above the body.

"Unfortunately, for the sake of your life, no. ”

"Why?"

"Too many tears at once, I'm afraid your soul will collapse. So, it can only be broken into nine sessions, giving you a buffer time. ”

"Well, I see, come on!" Muriath nodded, spreading her arms and looking up at the ceiling of the Forge Temple, "Hephaestus, bind me, the kind that won't let me break free." ”

"What do you want to do?"

"It should hurt to tear the soul apart. I'm afraid that I won't be able to wait for a very useless plea for mercy and give up forging weapons, so I want to ask you to imprison me and tear my soul apart. Don't let me go until my weapon has been cast. ”

......There was a silence for a while, and it seemed that Hephaestus, the spirit of the void, did not expect Muria to make such a request, but it didn't take long for a sigh of appreciation to sound: "Titan's boy, as you wish!"

"Boom!" the sound of chains swaying, and in all directions of Muria, brilliant chains of light stretched out, wrapping around Muria's body, binding him tightly.

"Whoa!" Murria, who was tied into a cross, was pulled in the air by the chain of light, suspended above the altar. Then, the spirit of the void, Hephaestus, condensed in front of Muria, but his form was extremely illusory, as if it was about to disappear with the wind at any moment.

After the Void Spirit appeared, without the slightest pause, he reached out and grabbed Muria's chest, and then, his illusory arm, directly submerged in half, seemed to grasp something, and then pulled hard.

"Roar!" Muria, in the form of Titan, had bruises on his face, but his body had been imprisoned by the light chain, and he couldn't do anything, not even the pain expressed with body language.

"For the first time!" Hephaestus frowned as he took a fancy to the soul fragment in his hand that was constantly flowing with five-colored spiritual light, and then threw it into the Eternal Yan and merged it into the Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

"There's something unusual about your soul!"

The Spirit of the Void looked at the Titan's steel teeth in front of him and clenched it, his originally handsome face distorted, looking a little hideous, "It's a little more condensed than other Titans of the same age, so when you tear your soul apart, you will suffer even more."

Young Titan, I don't have any other creatures here, you don't have to endure so hard, you can call out and vent your pain. Don't worry, I won't say it. After all, I'm just a void spirit that no Titans cares about. ”

"The other Titans, did you scream after your soul was torn apart?" Muria grinned, her snow-white teeth stained with a faint golden stain of blood.

"Yes!" Hephaestus affirmed.

...... On the metal floating land where the Void Forge Hall was located, all the formations inscribed on it had already lit up, and the devouring power emanating from the Endless Void became even more terrifying, and countless void turbulence was attracted and turned into streamers, and then submerged into the Forge Forge Hall.

When the metal floating land was activated, the already staggering number of streamers became more dense, and in the end, the streamers directly formed a colorful light curtain on the metal floating land.

Then, above the Void Forge Temple, the light curtain collapsed and caved, pouring into the interior of the pyramid, where it was further purified and then fell into the Eternal Yan above the altar.

And at this time,

"Roar!" ...... A dull roar kept coming from the silver-white Void Forge Palace, and the owner of the voice seemed to be suffering unspeakably and wanted to endure it, but it was really painful and couldn't bear it.

"The ninth!" The transparent Void Spirit withdrew his hand from Muria's body, holding a ball of light flowing with five-colored brilliance, the fragment he had torn from Muria's soul for the ninth time.

"Hmm!" Muria, who had almost lost consciousness in pain, barely raised her eyelids when she heard the number nine, and looked at the Void Spirit in front of her, and through its transparent body, she saw the pale golden Eternal Yan.

In the flames, the eight weapons were trembling excitedly, flying up and down in the flames of the Shengyao Emperor Yuan, actively absorbing the ancient god runes that had just been condensed, only a chain shining with hazy starlight rose and fell in the flames, vibrating slightly, as if with a hint of envy and longing.

"Hehe!" the Void Spirit chuckled, throwing the five-colored soul fragment in his hand into the Eternal Flame, falling straight into the chains.

Without the slightest condensation, Muria's soul fragments merged into this chain that seemed to condense a brilliant galaxy.

"Whoa!" Like the finishing touch, the starry chain came to life at this moment, the sound of metal friction sounded, and a forbidden force spread, making the approaching weapons slightly frozen for a moment, and it was the same as other weapons, swimming in the flames, swallowing the ancient god runes.