Chapter 2370 Rebirth
Date: Unspecified Time: Unspecified Location: Myriad Realms, Lil. Red Storm, Seed World, Trophy Section, Duel Realm, Crafting Sector, Venue: Chaos Dwarven Forge.
While the audience and judges waited impatiently for the smoke to clear, a one-armed corpse puppet shakily emerged from the cozy crater it had been hiding in. Its movements were slow and deliberate as it made its way toward a seemingly shallow puddle ofva and molten rock near the arena''s edge.
The floor of the Chaos Dwarven Forge arena was renowned for being made of high-grade materials capable of withstanding battles of any level. But nobody had anticipated that an Elder Chaos Dwarf would blow the entire thing up by detonating an iplete natural array formation.
By the time the one-armed corpse puppet reached the glowing puddle, a few sharp-eyed members of the audience noticed its peculiar actions. Whispers spread like wildfire, and soon, all eyes followed the puppet''s movements. Murmurs turned to gasps as the Elder Chaos Dwarf began chanting loudly, "Earth Fire Furnace!"
Without hesitation, the one-armed corpse puppet dove straight into the puddle ofva and disappeared beneath the surface. It was only then that the audience realized the puddle was far deeper than it had appeared.
The arena was abuzz with confusion. Even Bigold, the puppet''s creator, wore a stunned expression. Why would the Elder Chaos Dwarf send a Frosling corpse puppet—famously weak to me—into a pool of moltenva? To many, it seemed like aplete surrender.
As the smoke finally cleared from the center of the arena, it revealed an expanse of glowingva. The crowd scanned the pool anxiously, searching for any sign of the Armored Frosling corpse puppet. Suddenly, the surface of theva rippled, and out rose a massive, nine-foot-long diamond-like coffin, shimmering with an icy brilliance.
The crystal-clear cier surface of the cier coffin emit steam while constantly being burned from outside and frozen from outside. Still the translucent surface of the cier coffin revealed the Armored Frosling corpse puppet resting inside, unscathed. Gasps filled the air as the puppet kicked the coffin lid off with a powerful motion and leapt high into the air.
"cier Web!" Moon shouted, her voice sharp andmanding. The crowd''s astonishment erupted into wild cheers as shimmering threads of ice spread across the arena, weaving a silken trap along its walls and columns. The icyttice transformed the entire airspace into her domain.
The Armored Frosling corpse puppetnded gracefully on the cier Web, its weight effortlessly supported by the intricate frozen structure. It stood still, scanning the arena alongside Moon to locate its opponent. But to their surprise—and growing unease—the Elder Chaos Dwarf''s puppet was nowhere to be seen. It had vanished.
A sense of foreboding tugged at Moon as her gaze shifted to theva pool. ''Could it be hiding in there?'' she wondered. Her instincts screamed caution. She resisted the temptation to send her puppet charging into the molten depths—it would be reckless, a sure way to fall into a trap and give up ones advantage.
Instead, Moon held her ground. Calm but wary, she issued a mentalmand to her Armored Frosling corpse puppet, activating itsst-resortmand, having received a mental transmission from her Chaos Dwarven teammate: ''It''s over. No disrespect, but once that corpse puppetes out of theva, neither of us stands a chance. Trust me—I know.''
The weight of his words made her stomach twist, but Moon pushed her nerves aside. She had one shot at this and couldn''t afford to let it go to waste. N?v(el)B\\jnn
Under the watchful, hushed gaze of the audience, the surface of theva pool began to ripple. Tension crackled in the air as something slowly emerged—not the one-armed corpse puppet everyone had been expecting, but a massive, egg-shaped boulder formed from molten rock.
The glowing structure rose ominously from theva, its heat warping the air around it, and hovered just above the pool. Confusion rippled through the crowd like wildfire, whispers growing louder as no one—not even Moon—could make sense of what was happening.
Still, Moon didn''t waver. She tightened her grip on the spiritual connection with her puppet, her eyes narrowing with steely determination. Whatever wasing, she would face it head-on, ''This is my chance. I won''t waste it.''
Under the watchful eyes of the audience and the judges, the egg-shaped boulder began to peel away, its outer shell cracking like a boiled egg. Inside, an amber-brown humanoid figure was curled up, hugging its knees in a fetal position. The spectators gasped in shock at the sight. Even Wyatt couldn''t help but react, his eyes widening as he understood what the Elder Chaos Dwarf had done.
The Dwarf had reforged the corpse puppet deep in theva pool, using the original puppet as the skeleton frame, magma rocks as flesh, andva as its blood. What had once been a subpar creation was now transformed into something monstrous—a predator among Demon Emperor-ranked corpse puppets.
"Holy shit, this is it! This is it!"
"Yes, this is why the Chaos Dwarven race is famous across the myriad realms for their crafting."
"Damn, I can''t believe he reforged the corpse puppet in a duel. Fuck! Now that is something."
"How did he even do that?"
"Had I known, I wouldn''t be wasting my precious time here—I''d be in my workshop, crafting the best piece of my life."
"This is the peak of nepotism. Nephew screws up, and then the overpowered unclees in to whip his ass."
"I feel bad for the unknown demon merchant. He''s got real talent for crafting, but I gotta me him for kicking the wrong rock."
"I wish I had an invisible uncle who doted on me and spoiled me like that. Now that would be a dreame true." The arena was abuzz with astonished murmurs as everyone struggled to wrap their heads around what they''d just witnessed. The Elder Chaos Dwarf had transformed his nephew''s craft to an entirely new level with his own craft. The crowd couldn''t help but admire his audacity and skill.