Lord of the Truth

The next day after deciphering that fire divine bracelet and figuring out how it worked, Robin immediately began creating his own version of the Divine Weapon runes.

Because Divine Weapons were basically lost craft and the way they were drawn was buried under piles of cipher, Robin decided that he didn't need to copy the Runes style of the Second Heaven's Chosen as it is, but rather took the seals and basic parts and then made some changes and made some additions to make the Divine Weapon runes fit his style more, and make it easier to draw

And one week into the restructuring process, the real work began.

The strength of Robin's soul that increased every day made drawing the runes on the weapons seem easy... One divine weapon n the past would take a divine weapon master more than a month to finish, Robin finished it in a few hours.

At a rate of two to three pieces of weapons a day, Robin continued drawing non-stop, except for maybe emergency sleep, or his training with Jabba...

Whether it was training with him on the best ways to fight using only the Law of Truth, or Jabba himself training to draw Runes and helping him finish the first batch of Divine Weapons... They both spent quite a few hours together every day.

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After one month...

"Jabba, are you finally back on your mind?" A middle-aged giant stood up and opened his hand to the end of both of them with a big smile

"Haha, congratulations on your return, young lord Jabba!"

"Haha, It is indeed a day full of joy and happiness!!"

After Jabba entered the room, he looked at the people around him, then spoke to the giant in the middle without many emotions, "Can we talk alone?"

"Hmm? Aha, alright, alright." replied the Giant, gesturing the rest of the giants around him to leave, then pointed toward the chair in front of him to sit on, "Your uncles are glad to see you, You shouldn't have treated them so cold."

"Those who obey you in your submissive methods are not my uncles and I do not want to know them." Jabba sat in front of his father and responded directly

Thunder shook his head, "Managing a vast land on which millions of giants live is not something young fellows like you can imagine how difficult, even the inferior races require me to provide food and water for them! Not everything is waving swords and jumping in fights! the more you age the more mature you will be, only then you will know that I was right..." "

"The Water Tribe is no better than us in anything! They have millions of giants like us and they have tens of millions of inferior races' members, why are they better off than us? Why do they dare to invade us? Why don't we confront them and take what is ours? ?" shouted Jabba

"Idiot! The Water Tribe has more than 500 divine weapons, do you realize what this means? Even the Fire and Strength Tribes and others have a lot of remnants of divine weapons while we have less than 100, what can we do with that many in front of them? Their special forces can eat us and Throw us in the garbage if a war really starts! we should be grateful that my submissive methods only made us lose some lands while we kept our necks on our shoulders... " Shandor hit the armrest of his chair and shouted

"YOU HAD ME!! If you'd just let me gather and command strong troops ready to die for our tripe, we'd get rid of at least half of their special forces and maybe steal some of their weapons!"

"And let you and the best men of the tribe die is this suicidal mission? No, it's better to let them take the damn river!" Thandor looked aside and clenched his fist

"You haven't changed throughout my years of absence, not even a little bit..." Jabba calmed himself and said

"....Sigh~ I see you still don't agree with my way of guiding the tribe as well, why are you here then?" Thunder rubbed his forehead and spoke

Jabba looked toward his father for a few seconds, "If I provide you with the divine weapons you are missing, will you declare war on the Water Tribe and reclaim our lands?"

Thandor raised his face and looked at Jabba with eyes full of astonishment and questioning.

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"Haha done boss, I brought you your first earnings." Jabba laughed out loud after entering the training hall and threw a small bag to Robin, who opened it and found it filled with golden banknotes!

"This…." Robin was astonished by the number of banknotes in his hands

"That old man feels guilty about me, when I told him it was me who made them, he decided to pay for them handsomely, great huh?" Jabba laughed again, "But we will need more Anti-Water weapons and shields in the next batch..."

"Anti-Water? ...If he is going to pay the same amount for the weapons every time, I will make whatever weird things he likes! hehe" A big grind appeared on Robin's face and he went back to his work again

Seeing that Jabba could earn that price for him and that he had finally set foot on the right path to his plan... Robin didn't spare a drop of sweat or a second of his time from that day on.

Offensive weapons to turn water into ice... Heat defense shields for vaporizing water attacks...

With a few short weeks of making designs, Robin Military Industries has turned into a real nightmare for anything and anyone who uses water as a weapon!

But his efforts only he and Jabba were not enough in his eyes, so he summoned a few youths from the 53 Settlement, made them take an oath on the Oath tablet, and then began teaching them the ways of making divine weapons as well...

Very quickly, the training hall turned into what looked like a giant workshop.

And while he was working on collecting money, he did not forget the Nihari Union sect as well. If a month's production exceeds one hundred weapons, all the surplus goes to the sect immediately!

Whether it was Jabba sending them to the warehouse at the neck of the Desert of Death, or a whole battalion of demons sitting by the capital helping send some pieces back and forth... hundreds of divine weapons were finding their new users every month!

Both the Lightning Tribe and the Nihari Union Sect were getting stronger fast and out of everyone's sight.

And with that, quickly two years went by.....

"Boss, sorry I will have to leave you alone for a while, this will be the last batch for the Lightning Tribe for now too, You can rest a bit now and go back to studying tattoos as you like, I have made preparation for you to not be disturbed in my absence.."

"hmm? what is going on?" Robin looked back and asked

"The war... It is finally happening!" Jabba announced, looking excitedly at the pile of weapons in front of him