Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1279 - 693: The Grace of the God of Forging

Soon, two more dwarves rushed in, each holding a metal basin.

Giharin first washed his hands with water, then immersed them into sacred oil resembling motor oil. With a solemn expression, he prayed to the God of the Dwarf race, the leader of the Dwarven gods, the Father of Dwarves, and the Soul Forger Moradin. Only after this sacred ritual did he walk back to Gaven and ceremoniously take over the War Ravager.

After completing this holy ceremony, Giharin was visibly different. Gaven clearly sensed that his body had gained a trace of divine will.

Divine Spirit Descent.

Giharin had invited Moradin to descend a portion of his divine soul into him.

This was not an incarnate avatar, far from that level. It was more akin to what Zalanda had done before, using himself as an anchor point to allow the will of the gods, in the form of divine soul tendrils, to descend upon this world—to see through his eyes, perceive through his senses, and taste through his experiences. Many powerful devout believers possessed this ability, and this was even more advantageous for the gods of specific races. Their connections existed inherently, even without faith, and were unbreakable. Even if one altered their physical form with a reincarnation spell, their essence remained unchanged—they were still dwarves.

Gaven feigned ignorance, choosing not to acknowledge this. The gods were very pragmatic beings; if he could prove valuable to them, they would naturally focus their attention on him. Otherwise, no matter how devout his prayers, the chances of garnering their interest were slim—unless compelled by their divine duties.

After taking the War Ravager, Giharin first inspected it thoroughly, both inside and out, then carefully ran his hands over it. During the caressing, his eyes remained closed, and his hands, freshly soaked in sacred oil, shone with a metallic luster. Wherever his hands passed, the War Ravager involuntarily emitted a magical sheen.

At first, the War Ravager even let out a vibrating hum, as if trying to escape Giharin’s grasp. When the metallic luster began to glow, the weapon instantly became docile, letting out rhythmic hums. This made Gaven instinctively think of the dogs and cats whose chins he used to affectionately pet.

"Forged from physical materials, with legendary tales as its anvil, and divine nature’s power as the hammer, indeed, no High-Order Artifact has ever been forged through ordinary methods. It embodies a divine position—the Pillaging Divine Office. Whether in its materials or its forging process, plunder was involved throughout the entirety of its creation. Your weapon is still incomplete. To truly finish it, you must fulfill its forging aspirations, only then can it become a true High-Order Artifact," Giharin said to Gaven while caressing the War Ravager.

Incomplete?!

The War Ravager was already this powerful, and it wasn’t yet a true High-Order Artifact? There was still more potential to unearth?

This was indeed fantastic news!

Who wouldn’t want their weapon to become even stronger?

But what exactly were the forging aspirations of this hammer?

The first thought that crossed Gaven’s mind was to kill the Undying Goddess of Revenge, Chiaranlisha. After all, this hammer was once called the "Whore Slayer," and this peculiarity was still blatantly displayed as a Special Ability on it.

But upon deeper thought, it seemed inaccurate. Its original name, "Whore Slayer," was merely its origin story. Its true entry into the ranks of High-Order Artifacts came through the Lady Strategy infusing the Pillaging Divine Office and the Undead Divine Spark into the weapon. The smooth success of that process indicated that the hammer itself might inherently stem from acts of plunder.

Gaven’s conflicts with the Undying Goddess of Revenge, Chiaranlisha, essentially consisted of a continuous process of plundering from her—divine nature, divine power, followers, and so on.

Simply killing a demigod now trapped in divine slumber as a forging aspiration for a High-Order Artifact seemed somewhat trivial. Both Giharin now and the Lady Strategy in the past had mentioned that High-Order Artifacts symbolized a pinnacle law, a form of divine position.

This hammer did not represent the Undead Divine Position, but the Pillaging Divine Office.

In fact, even Gaven’s current use of the Undead Divine Position resembled a process of theft and plunder.

The Pillaging Divine Office belonged to the Plunderer Karazgos—was this matter tied directly to him?

Regardless of the connection, attempting it would provide the answer. Their relationship had already deteriorated long ago, and as evil deities, there was no chance of reconciliation anyway. Even if Gaven didn’t seek them out, they would actively pursue him.

"So that’s it. So that’s it. So that’s it. This is the true secret of forging divine artifacts. No wonder no matter how hard I tried before, the magic equipment I forged never transcended the realm of mortal creations. It wasn’t an issue of capability, but rather the fact that mortal objects must align with their users to evolve. Only legendary experiences can activate their divine nature and gather faith, making them possible," said Giharin, finally bursting into laughter. His aura of sanctity faded away at this point, reverting him to the exiled dwarf king. He handed the War Ravager back to Gaven with a smile, saying, "Thank you, General. Your weapon has helped me understand something I had never figured out before."

"It was a mere gesture," Gaven replied with a smile. "Clan Leader, you’ve just opened a new path for me as well—to transform it into something even stronger. Clan Leader..."