Warhammer Divine Throne

”...” Mogiana herself felt that saying this was meaningless.

”It’s time to rest.” The two had been talking for a long time, and Laine knew Mogiana was not planning to leave tonight. The Count held the Lake God Witch’s hand and lay down: ”Let’s begin.”

Mogiana finally heard what she wanted, she turned over and lay on top of Laine, offering her fragrant kiss, her small foot in silk stockings hooked onto Laine’s leg under her nightgown.

The candle by the bed was blown out.

... (The following is omitted) ...

For the next three days, Tygris graciously guided Teresa and Veronica in magic, even Ollica and Mogiana were asked by Laine to attend as auditors. Tygris’s magical knowledge was truly profound; whether it was the Jialan Witch, or someone like Great Wizard Mogiana, they would greatly benefit from learning even a little.

On the other hand, the weapons that Laine and Angerong commissioned the Dwarf Rune Master Artisan Clark the Harsh to create were completed.

Angerong had been waiting ever since the dwarves began their work. When the dwarves opened the workshop doors and emerged, Angerong was the first to arrive at the workshop entrance: ”Master Clark? My weapon?”

The Dwarf Rune Master Artisan was covered in dust, as he stroked his beard: ”Dwarves never break their promises.”

A pair of vibranium dual-handed battleaxes was placed before Angerong.

The pair of vibranium battleaxes split into two, with silver axe blades gleaming enchantingly under the midsummer sun. Over ten types of blue mysterious engravings were inscribed by Clark the Harsh on the axe blades, connected by golden patterns, and the axe handles were embedded with rune stones passed down from the dwarves’ Golden Era thousands of years ago, containing formidable energy.

”Vibranium battleaxe, a Divine Artifact, as you requested, I named them Meat Cutter and Tearer.” Clark the Harsh placed the axes on a large wooden table: ”I used fifteen types of dwarf craftsmanship enchantments, they’re heavy, very powerful, possess strong lethal power, and just as you envisioned, this weapon has the effect of energy slicing, as long as you exert enough force.”

”Hey! I like it!” Angerong picked up his vibranium battleaxe, spun it on the spot, and the whirlwind from the axe blade made the surrounding knights and High Elves feel extremely dangerous, causing them to retreat repeatedly.

”In addition, I performed special enchantments on both axes respectively.” Clark the Harsh continued to introduce.

Angerong then lowered the vibranium battleaxe for a closer look, indeed finding some subtle differences between the two. The axe in his left hand had three blood grooves, and the runes on the axe body were different: ”The axe in my left hand I named Tearer, Tearer’s axe body carries special runes that make wounds inflicted by Tearer hard to heal and continue bleeding.”

”The axe in my right hand is called Meat Cutter, and I added ’Bloodthirsty’ special runes. These runes can allow you to absorb the enemy’s blood and flesh power during battle, growing stronger the more you fight.”

”Fantastic! This is the weapon I wanted!” Angerong was extremely satisfied, he finally had a weapon that suited him!

”Lastly, let’s complete it, Mr. Angerong, by dripping blood onto the rune stone on the axe body.” Clark the Harsh was satisfied with his creation, and continued.

Angerong followed Clark’s requirement, dripping his blood onto the surface of the rune stone, causing a red light to flash on the rune stone. Clark immediately used his vibranium hammer to lightly tap the rune stone on both battleaxes: ”Then, my work is completely finished.”

”Throw the axe out, Mr. Angerong.”

”Alright~” Angerong bellowed, throwing out a vibranium battleaxe. The newborn Divine Artifact shattered the sound barrier, blasting a pile of stones into fragments, sending dust and debris flying everywhere, then deeply embedding itself into the ground.

”Then call its name in your heart, using your palm to welcome its return.”

Angerong followed Clark’s instructions and did as he was told.

A miracle occurred, the vibranium battleaxe embedded in the ground suddenly rose into the air, spinning before its axe handle instantly returned to Angerong’s hand, which Angerong grasped firmly.

”NICE!” The World-Devourer Primarch beamed: ”Master Clark, many thanks!”

”No need for thanks, I said dwarves never break their promises.” Clark then brought out a splendid two-handed warhammer from the workshop: ”Where’s that brother?”

”I’m here!”