Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 475:Talent Ex Rank Forger
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As dawn broke, he made his way to a secluded stone chamber nestled deep within the Blanks. This was his sanctuary, a place he frequented for meditation, training, and moments requiring absolute tranquility.
Concealed behind numerous thick stone corridors and fortified with multiple layers of security formations, the chamber guaranteed uninterrupted solitude unless an event of extreme urgency arose.
Ethan entered the chamber and deliberately closed the heavy stone door behind him, its soft sliding sound echoing faintly through the space.
The chamber's interior was dimly illuminated by several mana lamps affixed to the walls, casting a gentle bluish glow upon the stone floor and imbuing the atmosphere with profound stillness.
He proceeded calmly to the chamber's center and assumed a cross-legged position on the cool stone, resting his hands lightly upon his knees.
For a span, he closed his eyes and inhaled slowly, allowing his mind to gradually attain a state of serene calm.
Then, he brought up the system interface within his mind.
The notification regarding the birth of his child had yet to be fully processed.
Ethan's gaze intensified as he focused on the hovering panel.
"Let's see what the reward entails," he murmured.
The instant his focus landed on the notification, a familiar auditory cue resonated within his mind.
[Ding]
A new set of luminous information unfurled before his eyes.
For a fleeting moment, Ethan merely stared at the words, as if verifying their accuracy.
Then, his eyes widened subtly.
The rewards appeared in succession.
[You have gained 1000 years of Knight Insight.]
[You have gained EX rank forging talent.]
[You have gained a Greatsword forging manual.]
[You have gained Draconic Bloodline Potion *1.]
[You have gained Divine Soul Flame.]
The chamber lapsed into absolute silence.
Even Ethan, who had previously witnessed numerous peculiar rewards, couldn't mask the astonishment reflected in his eyes.
"...1000 years of Knight Insight?"
He leaned back slightly, his gaze fixed on the glowing text presented before him.
That single reward was, in itself, astonishing.
Knight Insight encompassed the collective understanding derived from countless battles, mastery of sword techniques, honed combat instincts, and the profound principles underlying martial prowess.
A millennium of insight represented knowledge that typically demanded entire generations of warriors to amass through relentless training, conflict, triumphs, and setbacks.
Ethan exhaled softly, absorbing the implications.
His attention then shifted to the subsequent reward.
"Wait... what in the world is this?"
"EX rank forging talent..."
"A talent?"
"System... you can grant talents now?" Ethan exclaimed in disbelief.
And not just any talent, but one of EX rank.
This signified that his innate proficiency in weapon forging had instantaneously ascended to the pinnacle of possibility.
Coupled with the subsequent reward, the forging manual, it strongly indicated a potent path centered around weapon creation.
"A Greatsword forging manual..."
Even without perusing it, Ethan could already sense that the manual held something exceptionally rare and valuable.
His gaze then moved to the next reward.
"Draconic Bloodline Potion..."
A subtle smile began to form on his lips.
Anything associated with dragon bloodlines was invariably extraordinary.
Finally, his attention focused on the last reward.
"Divine Soul Flame."
Ethan's expression gradually became solemn.
Even the name alone sounded profoundly significant. A flame intrinsically linked to the soul.
It possessed the potential to refine weapons, amplify spiritual energy, or forge artifacts beyond conventional limitations.
Furthermore, it could be wielded for offensive purposes, residing within his divine soul to directly assault an opponent's spiritual essence.
Ethan remained silent for several moments, meticulously contemplating all the received rewards.
Then, he spoke softly to himself.
"...It appears this child has truly brought forth some formidable rewards."
His eyes sharpened with nascent interest.
"Let's commence with the talent."
He concentrated on the forging talent.
"Absorb."
In the ensuing moment, an immense deluge of information surged directly into his mind.
"Ugh!"
Ethan instinctively clutched his forehead as a wave of vertigo washed over him. It had been a considerable time since he experienced such a sensation.
Unending streams of knowledge flooded his consciousness like a torrential river.
Information pertaining to metals, thermal application, hammering techniques, alloy compositions, and forging methodologies appeared in rapid succession.
He perceived the crystalline structure of steel forming under intense heat. He witnessed impurities being purged within a blazing furnace. He observed diverse methods of repeatedly folding metal layers to fortify the internal matrix of a blade.
Fundamental forging techniques presented themselves first.
The process of heating metal uniformly within the furnace. The method of striking with precise force while preserving the integrity of the internal structure.
The critical question was how to shape a weapon while meticulously preserving the equilibrium of its core. Then, a deeper layer of knowledge unfolded within him. Complex runic inscriptions began to materialize in his mind. The art of true weapon forging transcended the mere act of striking metal; it intrinsically involved the creation of magical runic structures. Each rune demanded careful carving, all while maintaining precise control over the flow of mana. Furthermore, every rune needed to seamlessly interconnect with the next, achieving perfect harmony. Without an understanding of magical principles, a blacksmith could never aspire to the highest echelons of their craft. Fortunately, Ethan already possessed a profound grasp of magic. After a few moments, the overwhelming influx of information gradually subsided. Ethan slowly opened his eyes, his expression visibly transformed. He quietly surveyed the chamber around him. Instantly, he began to perceive details he had previously overlooked. Even the runic patterns etched onto the mana lamps scattered throughout the chamber appeared flawed to his newly enlightened vision. Tiny imperfections in the runic lines became starkly apparent. Some connections between symbols were slightly askew. Certain mana pathways were depicted inefficiently. Others allowed minuscule quantities of energy to escape due to improper circulation. Ethan stroked his chin, examining them with keen attention. "Haaa…" "I can't fault Otlo, really." "He's merely a D-rank forger who labored for years just to reach B rank." Otlo was, in fact, one of the most skilled smiths Ethan had managed to recruit. However, when juxtaposed with the knowledge now residing within Ethan's mind, the disparity was colossal. Ethan had made numerous attempts to engage high-caliber blacksmiths. Yet, the majority of exceptionally talented human smiths were affiliated with the Adventurer Guild. Even among them, artisans capable of attaining A-rank or superior proficiency were exceedingly rare. Most of these were apprentices trained under dwarven masters. Dwarven blacksmiths were renowned throughout the realms as legendary artisans. However, locating them proved to be an exceptionally arduous task. Ethan slowly reclined, gazing at his own hands. A subtle smile began to grace his lips. "Well…" "It seems I no longer need to depend on anyone else." "I can even take on apprentices and cultivate their skills myself."