The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 495 483. God of Craftsmen

Pushing open the sunken shop door, steam spread to Erda's face. However, these gases and tiny water droplets inside did not condense on Erda's face, but floated back on their own.

The lame blacksmith saw Erda coming in and said directly

"I have already made the weapon that your master, my customer, asked me to make."

After that, he peeled off the cloth on the iron needle beside him, and a one-and-a-half-meter-long sword appeared in front of Erda.

The sword was very strange, without a big guard, the sword body was slender and thick, and there was no gorgeous carving on the handle. Instead, this sword made people feel that it was a perfect work of art, with a kind of ancient oriental charm.

The sword was engraved with the ancient characters used by Ada when the ancient saints still walked in the galaxy. I don't know what kind of metal the sword is made of, but under the light it gives off a golden feeling similar to brass, but it doesn't give people the feeling of brass's irritability, but rather the stability of bronze.

Erda picked up the sword. When she held it, she immediately felt a strong force running through her body. She could feel the energy and time poured into it by the maker, and she could also feel the constant flow of spiritual energy in her meridians.

She waved it gently a few times, with very good strength. There was no sense of heaviness as imagined, nor a sense of lightness and loss, but a sense of just the right weight. When she chopped it down, she could feel the whirring of the wind. After injecting a little bit of her spiritual energy into it, the words on the sword glowed. She even heard a buzzing sound similar to that of a power sword. A golden energy was released directly through the sword, enveloping the sword.

Erda felt the power of the weapon, then slowly placed it on the iron needle and looked at the bearded blacksmith who had lit a cigarette for him.

"You have already felt the fluctuations of the subspace, do you still want to continue to be depressed and hide?"

The blacksmith did not speak, but looked at him with a sarcastic and funny look, as if Erda was not worthy of talking to him here. The woman did not care about the other party's eyes, she had to let the other party say something

"When your race fell into endless joy, you did not appear. When your compatriots were swallowed by the new Chaos God, you did not appear. When your last remaining people struggled in this dark galaxy, you still did not appear. Now tell me, are you ready to disappear again this time?"

After the blacksmith heard what the woman said, a pair of eyes burst out with amazing power, and at the same time, it also showed an unconcealable killing intent. He looked at the woman, spoke word by word, and said seriously and angrily

"Are you mocking me or teasing me, Erda?"

Erda did not care about the blacksmith's anger and answered lightly

"Am I wrong? You have escaped a lot, escaped your own responsibilities, escaped the responsibility to protect others, and escaped the obligations given to you by the ancient elders of your race.

Are you avoiding the persecution brought to you by this dark galaxy? Are you afraid of this galaxy? Or are you afraid of the chaotic gods created by your race because of your own evil consequences?

Have you forgotten what you should do as a god? God of Craftsman Val?"

"Huh!!!!"

A gust of wind blew around the blacksmith, rolling up the fire in the fireplace and wrapping him up. When the orange flames dissipated, an Ada god wearing armor woven with linen, a brass shoulder armor tied to his right shoulder, and holding a huge stone hammer in his hand appeared in front of her.

Val was wearing his tattered robes, his messy hair and beard hiding his facial features, but the white psychic light from his eyes was extremely dazzling. Val opened his mouth and roared angrily

"You have no right to say that to me!! Because you have chosen the same path!! You have also abandoned your own responsibilities! Human goddess of war!! Iskandar!!!"

Erda saw the other party showing her side as a god, and also revealed her own subspace essence:

She was a beautiful and majestic god. Even the most beautiful mortal in the galaxy looked dull and ugly in front of this goddess. She wore a white robe, a emerald olive leaf crown on her head, an oval shield burning with psychic flames in her left hand, and a sharp and glowing spear in her right hand, confronting the craftsman god in front of her.

Erda used his essence to say to the God of Craftsman in front of him in a holy and solemn tone

"I am different from you, Val! I once made a big mistake, scattering the offspring of the God King into the galaxy, trying to reject and escape that fate, and I was punished for it.

But now, I am ready to atone for my race and for the entire galaxy! I will serve the mission of the God King, and I will work hard for the plan of the elders!!

But you, Val! You did not choose to face that future, but chose to escape, and you have no intention of correcting your mistakes!" Val looked at Iskandar in front of him and defended himself

"Can you understand what happened to me? I was betrayed by my people. I paid a price of blood to protect them! But they were willing to insert a blade into my back for Kane, which made me suffer great humiliation. ! Do you think I will continue to protect them?

Just as the prophecy said, their presence caused Ragnarok! Now, you want us to help them? ! No, I'm tired, I'm disappointed, I don't want to protect those who no longer deserve my protection! "

Iskandar looked at Val who was defending himself and said angrily

"Lie! When the God King decided to launch the Great Crusade, the human gods decided to fight for our race! (In the Warhammer world view, the Emperor has a vest, which is Jesus, and many immortals are actually humans. Gods in History ).

In that dark technological age, our beliefs were ruthlessly abandoned, and our species embarked on the road to destruction just like you in the degradation! But we did not escape like you, we would rather dedicate everything we have, our strength, our eternal life, our lives to help our ethnic group recover!

And what are your gods doing? If you are willing to unite when the Pantheon is about to collapse, how can your race collapse? ! "

"So what's the result?!"

Val growled.

"Look at your living corpse now called the Empire! Without your guidance, mortals have led the beautiful things you once created to their graves!!

Today's empire is just a tragic combination, and its only existence is a testament to everything you have done, and everything we have done is ultimately destroyed in the hands of the people we worked so hard to protect! ! ! "

"But we are willing, we are willing to work hard for that already almost impossible future! The human gods are willing to sacrifice everything for this!! And the gods of Ada are still working on their own before your pantheon collapses. You still haven’t decided to stand up and fight for your race! This is why your race can only wander in the galaxy, waiting for inevitable death!”

After hearing the other party's words, the angry Val raised his stone hammer and rushed forward. Iskandar did not tolerate the other party and raised his shield, wanting to fight with this irresponsible god. fighting.

Just when the stone hammer and the shield were about to come into contact, a powerful spiritual energy suddenly appeared and forced the two of them to stop. The two gods watched a huge monster appear in front of them, and they used their hands made of pure energy to forcefully take their attacks.

Gray, who had been watching for a long time, saw that the problem was about to become serious, and immediately rushed forward and used his energy that had been worshiped for hundreds of years to block the attacks of the two weak gods.

Gray looked at the two of them and said through gritted teeth.

"Stop, don't even hit me!"

Note: The setting of human gods was added by myself, although some novels in Warhammer have stated many times that the power of the Immortal is equivalent to that of minor gods (such as Guilliman's subspace projection, Connor the Immortal alone) It smashed the old T's clone and destroyed an ancient weapon created by the gods that could kill the gods), but it has not been accurately acknowledged, so it is difficult to say whether it exists or not.

However, for the sake of reading pleasure, I decided to add this ambiguous setting. Please do not bring it into the real Warhammer setting. Thank you.