Chapter 395 - Transmutation Golem

[6-Star God Equipment: Ju Que[1]]

[5-Star God Equipment Set: Abyss]

[Rank 5 Skill: Nine Falling Heaven]

[100 points]

These were the treasures hidden inside the golden chest. Han Wu was stunned because the rewards were too valuable! A single golden chest offered more than the five silver chests that he had just collected combined.

Unfortunately, the two shadowy figures attacked before he could celebrate. Their powerful blows crashed against Han Wu’s Demon King form and inflicted shallow wounds that disappeared under his regeneration within seconds.

Han Wu chose to retaliate. He brandished Ju Que, then equipped the Abyss armor set before attacking. The 6-Star God sword grew larger with his energy, stretching into a 100-meter-long sword that pushed the two shadowy figures back with ease.

At the same time, his new Abyss armor set exuded a form of pressure and bloodlust. The bloodlust condensed into the air and formed a thin yet resilient barrier that helped him deflect numerous strikes.

Han Wu also seized the opportunity to comprehend the Rank 5 Skill: Nine Falling Heaven. With his accumulated battle experience and mastery of various sword techniques, he met the powerful Skill’s strict requirements and unleashed its power.

As he used Nine Falling Heaven, nine ten-meter-long swords took shape in the sky hundreds of meters above. They radiated unwavering strength and indestructible force before plunging downward. The swords tore through what remained of the great hall, their impact cracking the ground apart. When they punched through the great hall’s floor, Han Wu noticed a big black hole beneath it.

He didn’t know what lay within, but he was certain that it was important. A hidden hole beneath the great hall of the Gnome Lord’s palace was far too suspicious to ignore. Hence, he resolved to explore it.

First, though, he needed to eliminate the two shadowy figures before his transformation time expired. He channeled his energy into Ju Que and formed a 100-meter-long sword of Wind Energy. He then used all four of his Swordwind Arms and slashed downward.

“Steelcutter!” he roared.

The attack’s overwhelming force obliterated the entire great hall and the surrounding structures. Countless wind blades exploded outward and cut down everything around him.

The 100 Gnome Warriors encircling Han Wu died in an instant. Only the gnome noblewoman survived due to an artifact of extraordinary defensive power. The two shadowy figures guarding the throne were heavily injured from Steelcutter.

Han Wu had intended to finish them off and eliminate any future threat, but before he could act, an old gnome clad in full armor and wielding a giant hammer stormed into the ruins.

With blazing speed, the old gnome attacked Han Wu’s Demon King form. Although his clone had been enhanced, it was still only a copy and couldn’t compare to his true body. The old gnome was powerful enough to shatter Han Wu’s defenses even in his Demon King form, and in that instant his transformation collapsed.

Seizing the moment while the Gnome Lord faltered, Han Wu jumped into the hole.

“Quick! Stop him from entering our ancestral grounds!” the Gnome Lord thundered.

However, no one came to his aid. The Gnome Warriors were all dead, and the two shadowy figures were wounded.

The Gnome Lord glared at the hole and coughed. He wanted to pursue Han Wu, but his armor was too heavy. Even if he entered, he would still lag behind. As such, he abandoned the chase and turned to aid the two shadowy figures in tending their wounds. At the same time, he dispatched an order to all the gnome nobles under his command: each was to lead at least 100 Gnome Warriors to guard the palace.

The gnome nobles nursed ambitions of their own, but none dared to defy him. Within half a day, twelve gnome nobles arrived with a combined force of 1,400 Gnome Warriors—an army large enough to face a powerful foe. Unexpectedly, the Gnome Lord commanded them to enter the hole and search for Han Wu within their ancestral grounds.

Unbeknownst to them, Han Wu was already inside. He used his 6-Star God Ju Que to slice open the giant stone gates and pressed deeper inside. He had already transformed into a light spirit and rendered every physical trap in the ancestral grounds useless against him.

He passed through numerous corridors until he reached a giant underground palace, which served as a royal mausoleum where generations of Gnome Lords had been laid to rest. Strangely, they had all been interred with their heads facing the same direction.

Intrigued, Han Wu followed the line of their gazes and found only empty space. After a moment of contemplation, he drove Ju Que into the ground.

The earth split open, revealing a hidden chamber. Inside stood a figure nearly five meters tall, encased in impenetrable armor engraved with numerous strange runes.

“Is that... a mech?” Han Wu stammered.

This was Middle Realm, a world of western fantasy. Advanced technology had no place here, so how could a mech possibly exist?

Han Wu studied it more closely and realized what it was. The five-meter-tall figure wasn’t a mech. Its limbs were attached to the main body with special threads rather than wires, and those threads conducted for magic with startling efficiency.

After a careful inspection, he confirmed that it wasn’t a mech but a Transmutation Golem crafted by gnome alchemists. He was curious and touched it tentatively. The golem stirred with a low whir before its torso split open, revealing what looked like a cockpit.

Han Wu climbed inside and settled into the seat. Two crystal balls rested before him. All he had to do was place his hands on them, and they would absorb his magic energy. The energy would then circulate through the threads, allowing the pilot to control the Transmutation Golem with their mind alone. However, in order to operate it, the pilot needed exceptionally high Intelligence and Willpower—at least 100 points in each.

Han Wu fell short, with only fifty in both attributes. Thankfully, he had managed to gain an extra 100 points from the golden chest. Hence, he allocated them evenly between the two attributes and could finally pilot the golem.

In that instant, a strange sensation coursed through him. His very cells seemed to fuse with the golem, as though they had become one.

1. This is the name of a fairly famous sword ☜