From Goblin to Goblin God - Chapter 359

Chapter 359: Dwarven Marquis, Hotu!

TL: Sungmin

“Welcome, Your Highness Loael, Your Highness Megicula, Your Highness Dante…”

Outside the Furnace Palace, a guard bowed respectfully as he spoke.

To the dwarves, these individuals were not just allies but also honored guests.

A former God-King, a once-loyal general of the God of Monsters—both powerhouses of supreme status.

Megicula couldn’t help but speak with some arrogance, “No need for formalities.”

Part of it was due to pride from receiving such respect, but more importantly, she wanted to claim moral superiority and look down on Lin Tian.

“Ke ke, low-level monsters could never understand this. True strength, true high-class monsters, all possess rich emotions and morality.”

Dante sneered as well.

He had now revealed himself from where he had been lurking underground.

However, this did not draw any attention from Lin Tian.

At this moment, Loael spoke, “We wish to see Marquis Hotu. Please inform him.”

The guard, looking cheerful, replied, “No need! I’ll take you to him directly. You are honored guests of the Dwarven Kingdom! The marquis won’t mind at all!”

With that, he began leading the way.

Before long, the group entered the palace.

The grand hall was opulent, with intricate carvings of exquisite craftsmanship. Yet, most of the decorative patterns were related to forging, giving the space a uniquely specialized atmosphere.

At a glance, one could tell that this kingdom possessed an extraordinary level of smithing expertise.

After all, growing up in a culture so steeped in the craft, every dwarf was bound to take a liking to forging, setting their ultimate goal on becoming a Forge God.

The sound of clanking metal rang through the grand hall.

A dwarf, clad in gold-and-red armor, short but with bulging muscles and a thick beard, was hammering away at iron.

Or rather—he was refining his weapon.

Every now and then, he struck the short sword in his hand, then lifted it to inspect his work carefully.

Sprinkling a bit of strange, glowing dust over the blade, he resumed hammering.

Bill recognized it immediately—he was enchanting it.

“It’s done! Hahaha! The Physical Sword Qi enchantment was a success! Hahaha!”

As the sword blade erupted with an intense radiance, fierce winds whipped through the hall, causing everything to tremble.

The dwarf, overjoyed, raised his short sword, now covered in rune patterns, and exclaimed in exhilaration.

Then, he suddenly swung it forward with force!

“Slash!”

A blade of sword qi burst forth, cleaving a table in the corner cleanly in two.

This scene—

Lin Tian, Alice, Loael, Megicula, and the others were all stunned!

Alice couldn’t help but say, “A sword qi attack… without any magic infusion? How is this possible?”

She had used swords for years and understood better than anyone that sword qi was essentially a magical attack.

Yet the sword qi before them was purely physical! It consumed no magic at all!

It was simply unbelievable!

“Clap! Clap!”

A round of applause rang out.

Megicula and Dante congratulated him, “As expected of Marquis Hotu, second only to the Dwarven King in smithing. Even the most difficult Mythic-Class enchantments are effortless for you.”

Indeed, Physical Sword Qi was a Mythic-Class Enchantment.

It allowed a weapon to transmit kinetic energy over a distance, creating a sword qi effect.

Simply put, when someone swung a sword, their force energy normally transferred to the blade, then into the enemy on impact.

If the attack missed, the force energy would dissipate within their own body.

However, with Physical Sword Qi, enchanted runes could use the air as a medium to remotely transfer this force energy—producing a sword qi attack!

With this enchantment, any weapon could be used as a ranged weapon.

“Haha! Welcome, everyone! Oh? And who might these newcomers be?”

Hotu was in high spirits, smiling as he greeted Lin Tian and the others.

Loael and her companions immediately saw an opportunity.

“These are our new allies—the Goblin King from the Wilderness. But unlike other Goblin Kings, he is far more powerful.”

Goblin. Wilderness.

The debuff stack was overwhelming.

Weakness at its peak.

But Hotu said nothing more, merely nodding indifferently.

“Marquis Hotu, we are preparing to launch the operation to seize Satan’s flesh from the Solar Pantheon. If we could obtain two God-Slaying Magical Devices, the success rate would increase significantly.” Loael took the lead in speaking.

She intended to use this opportunity to persuade Hotu into giving them another God-Slaying Magical Device.

Of course, she meant to keep it for herself.

Megicula quickly added, “That’s right! If we can retrieve the sealed flesh from the Solar Pantheon, Lord Satan will recover 50% of his power! He would be strong enough to battle a God-King!”

Satan’s body had been divided into three parts.

The Solar Pantheon sealed his head, while the Aesir Pantheon—also known as the Norse Divine Pantheon—held his limbs, and Mount Olympus sealed his torso.

If they could retrieve his head, Satan would regain half of his power.

However—

The moment Hotu heard this, his previously cheerful expression darkened instantly.

He wasn’t a fool. If too many God-Slaying Weapons were released into the world, they would become a threat to everyone.

If Satan were to be revived, with the power boost of a God-Slaying Magical Device, even the Dwarven Kingdom might struggle to resist.

If two such weapons were given out, and Loael regained her full strength while wielding one, the Dwarven Kingdom would lose any bargaining power.

They could very well become prey at the mercy of others.

This situation had created a delicate balance.

With one God-Slaying Magical Device, the Divine Pantheon would remain cautious, but their battle power wouldn’t increase excessively.

At the same time, it wouldn’t pose a threat to the Dwarven Kingdom.

If two were given out, however, this balance would shatter completely.

“Apologies, but we’ve made it clear—God-Slaying Magical Devices are extremely difficult to forge, their costs are immeasurable, and the required special energy is incredibly rare. We simply cannot afford to give you two,” Hotu said impatiently.

Then, after a brief pause, he added, “If it’s a Sun-Class Magical Device, I could discuss with the King and see if we can provide you with one more.”

Aside from that one God-Slaying Magical Device, they had already given out three Sun-Class Magical Devices.

Two went to the Satanic Cult, and one to Loael.

It was the short sword they had originally planned to offer Lin Tian in an attempt to win him over.

Hearing this—

Rather than getting angry, the group continued to smile obsequiously, showering Hotu with flattering words.

Because if they wore him down and got what they wanted, their entire faction would undergo a world-shaking transformation!

“Marquis Hotu, please reconsider. If we revive Lord Satan, with his protection, the Divine Pantheon wouldn’t dare harm you…”

Before Megicula could finish speaking—

Hotu’s voice, now tinged with anger, interrupted her.

“Do I need to repeat myself?”

A mighty aura surged from him, causing the entire palace to tremble.

Megicula and Dante immediately fell silent, but their eyes gleamed with cold, murderous intent.

Having their warm smiles met with a cold rejection, how could they possibly be happy?

Yet, they didn’t dare show it.

Because they weren’t confident in defeating this dwarven warrior.

Not to mention—behind him stood the Dwarven King.

If a fight broke out, they wouldn’t come out on top.

Meanwhile, Lin Tian had already finished assessing Hotu’s strength.