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Chapter 1278 - 513: Resentment Gold, Native Gods · Oct 15, 2026

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1201 Chapter 1201 - 489: "Sacred Seed" (Part 2) 2026-10-15
1202 Chapter 1202 - 489: "Sacred Seed" (3) 2026-10-15
1203 Chapter 1203 - 489: "Holy Seed" (Part 4) 2026-10-15
1204 Chapter 1204 - 490: Nari’s Dismemberment Show 2026-10-15
1205 Chapter 1205 - 490: Nari’s Dismemberment Show_2 2026-10-15
1206 Chapter 1206 - 490: Nari’s Dismemberment Show (Part 3) 2026-10-15
1207 Chapter 1207 - 491: Deep Resonance and Dog Teeth 2026-10-15
1208 Chapter 1208 - 491: Deep Resonance and Dog Teeth (Part 2) 2026-10-15
1209 Chapter 1209 - 491: Deep Resonance and Dog Teeth_3 2026-10-15
1210 Chapter 1210 - 492: The Apocalypse’s Blessing 2026-10-15
1211 Chapter 1211 - 492: Apocalypse’s Blessing (Part 2) 2026-10-15
1212 Chapter 1212 - 492: Apocalypse’s Blessing (Part 3) 2026-10-15
1213 Chapter 1213 - 493: The Blessing of Revelation 2026-10-15
1214 Chapter 1214 - 493_2 2026-10-15
1215 Chapter 1215 - 493: The Burden of Fourfold Benediction 2026-10-15
1216 Chapter 1216 - 493: 2026-10-15
1217 Chapter 1217 - 494: Community of Shared Destiny 2026-10-15
1218 Chapter 1218 - 494: Community of Destiny (Part 2) 2026-10-15
1219 Chapter 1219 - 494: Community of Destiny_3 2026-10-15
1220 Chapter 1220 - 495: The Ram’s Head and Magic Sword Quenching 2026-10-15
1221 Chapter 1221 - 495: Ram’s Head and Magic Sword Quenching_2 2026-10-15
1222 Chapter 1222 - 495: Ram’s Head and Magic Sword Tempering_3 2026-10-15
1223 Chapter 1223 - 496: Filly 2026-10-15
1224 Chapter 1224 - 496: Little Mare (Part 2) 2026-10-15
1225 Chapter 1225 - 496: The Filly (Part 3) 2026-10-15
1226 Chapter 1226 - 496: Filly (Part 4) 2026-10-15
1227 Chapter 1227 - 497: Kindergarten Level 2026-10-15
1228 Chapter 1228 - 497: Kindergarten Level_2 2026-10-15
1229 Chapter 1229 - 497: Kindergarten Level_3 2026-10-15
1230 Chapter 1230 - 498: Vital Distortion 2026-10-15
1231 Chapter 1231 - 498: Vital Distortion_2 2026-10-15
1232 Chapter 1232 - 498: Vital Distortion_3 2026-10-15
1233 Chapter 1233 - 498: Vital Distortion_4 2026-10-15
1234 Chapter 1234 - 499: Will Lighthouse 2026-10-15
1235 Chapter 1235 - 499: Will Lighthouse (Part 2) 2026-10-15
1236 Chapter 1236 - 499: Will Lighthouse (Part 3) 2026-10-15
1237 Chapter 1237 - 500: Nation and Enlightenment 2026-10-15
1238 Chapter 1238 - 500: Kingdoms and Cultivation (Part 2) 2026-10-15
1239 Chapter 1239 - 500: Kingdom and Cultivation_3 2026-10-15
1240 Chapter 1240 - 500: Kingdom and Enlightenment_4 2026-10-15
1241 Chapter 1241 - 501: See You Again in Dreams 2026-10-15
1242 Chapter 1242 - 501: See You Again in Dreams (Part 2) 2026-10-15
1243 Chapter 1243 - 501: Farewell in Dreams_3 2026-10-15
1244 Chapter 1244 - 502: 2026-10-15
1245 Chapter 1245 - 502_2 2026-10-15
1246 Chapter 1246 - 502: Absurdity 2026-10-15
1247 Chapter 1247 - 503: Gashapon Machine 2026-10-15
1248 Chapter 1248 - 503: Capsule Toy Machine (Part 2) 2026-10-15
1249 Chapter 1249 - 503: Gashapon Machine (Part 3) 2026-10-15
1250 Chapter 1250 - 504: Little Bear Winnie’s Honey 2026-10-15

Chapter 1278: Chapter 513: Resentment Gold, Native Gods

The historical illusions gradually dissipated, and Ron returned to reality.

The slag had completely dissolved, revealing the pristine rune circuit beneath.

However, he seemed somewhat distracted.

”A civilization grade society entirely based on metallurgical magic...”

He continued working, but his mind kept pondering the scenes he had just witnessed.

Hours later, while handling tin dust, Ron once again activated his historical research skills.

This time, he ”fell into” a completely different world—the depths of the deep city.

There was no splendor of the upper city here, only endless darkness and despair.

In the vast underground space, countless ”coal smoke workers” labored among dim industrial facilities.

Their bodies altered due to prolonged exposure to industrial waste, skin showing an unhealthy gray, eyes filled with fatigue.

Ron ”felt” the painful experience of a ”Tin Eye.”

This young man named Kraf, to hear instructions clearly in the noisy factory environment, burnt excessive tin metal to enhance hearing.

Now he could hear every sound within several kilometers.

The laughter of the upper-class nobles, the neighbor’s child crying, even mice crawling within the wall crevices.

This super hearing brought not advantages, but endless torment.

Every sound in the world being infinitely magnified, Kraf couldn’t sleep, couldn’t concentrate, couldn’t even communicate normally with others.

But the most painful was hearing the conversations of nobles coming from the upper city clearly:

”Those bugs in the deep city are crying again, so noisy.”

”No need to mind, bug cries are never important, what matters is whether tomorrow’s output meets the standard.”

Anger burned deep in Kraf’s heart, but he could only bury it deeply inside.

Ron continued to ”experience” this segment of history.

He ”saw” the daily life of the deep city workers.

Working sixteen hours a day, with only nutrient paste and liquid purified from industrial sewage as food.

Children, from birth, are sorted into different ”metal squads,” forcibly transformed according to talent into ”Copper Arms,” ”Iron Legs,” or ”Tin Eyes.”

But he also ”saw” the seeds of hope.

In a hidden underground gathering, the leader of the rebellion, an elderly ”Copper Arm” named Sally, was demonstrating mysterious technology received from visitors from another world.

”Companions!” Sally raised a strange device emitting a blue light:

”This mysterious wizard from a distant world brings us hope against the nobles!”

The crowd erupted in long-repressed excitement.

Ron instantly ”recognized” the device.

It was some sort of energy converter made by Vinard, able to transform industrial waste into usable energy.

”We no longer need to beg for the nobles’ charity!”

Sally’s voice echoed in the underground space: ”We can create our own weapons, establish our own order!”

But Ron also ”felt” the fear within the crowd.

Everyone knew the price of rebellion.

Historically, every uprising resulted in bloody suppression, with the rebels’ families being implicated.

However, despair had already surpassed fear.

”For our children!” cried a ”Tin Eye” mother with a trembling voice:

”So they won’t repeat our fate!”

”For the brothers and sisters who died at the furnace!” another voice rang out:

”For the dignity trampled over centuries!”

The historical scenes gradually blurred, and Ron returned to reality.

The tin dust in his hands had been completely cleared, but his mood grew heavier.

”Great Wizard Weinard... so this is your conquest plan for the Otherworld.”

He recalled Cassandra had once mentioned a ”big move,” and now he finally understood its meaning.

As the external pollutants were cleared one by one, the scene at the center of the Star-forged Titan’s foot fully exposed itself before Ron.

It was a vast black tar lake.

The color of tar, deep and sombre, can absorb light.

The occasional dark golden spots on its surface were remnants of high furnace slag not fully merged;

And those drifting silver light spots, like fireflies, were fragments of spiritual energy contained within the tin dust.

The most unsettling were the faint sounds occasionally emanating from the depths of the tar.

The clinking of metal clashes, the moans of the dying, and the distant echo of war drums.

These sounds overlapped, forming a discordant symphony about death and hatred.

Ron stood at the edge of this ”liquid grave,” already having a rough idea of what he’d see next.

From the previous two historical data readings, he already knew what lay buried beneath this filth.

Class hatred of a world, a meticulously planned rebellion, and the bittersweet fates of countless lives lost in conflict.

”Those sounds... aren’t merely simple energy remnants.”

Ron carefully listened to the strange noises from the tar depths, [spirit realm perception] letting him ”see” the essence behind those sounds:

”This is the resentment of the dead, unfulfilled obsessions, it’s... the cries of history itself.”

He cautiously took out a specially-made energy tweezer from his toolbox, a precision instrument designed to handle spiritual contamination.

The tip of the tweezer inlaid with a miniature purification crystal, able to perform real-time energy conversion while touching the pollution source.

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