Published at 30th of October 2026 12:01 pm

Chapter 1230: Unexpected Might.

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Note: Great blood weapon (old) -> Named Blood Weapon (New)

Instead of using his mental powers to project a specific image and shape the blood manually, Alec refrained from interfering this time, he simply allowed the blood weapon creation process to unfold naturally on its own, as he was curious to see what kind of result this hands-off approach would yield.

He hoped that by letting the skill handle the forging automatically, rather than forcing a predefined form into it using mental power, then the resulting weapon would truly align with the inherent properties of the source material (which is the body of the Bearman General).

Alec however had been overthinking the matter; because he wanted to avoid creating a weapon incapable of properly channeling an earth-related power, after he understood a little about the fact that the third seal was able to draw the power from the carcass material it uses in creating the weapon. Thus, he left the entire construction in the hands of the skill itself.

With his hand still embedded in the carcass, he felt the blood inside the bearman general’s body trembling violently, as if straining to break free.

Within three seconds, the mounting pressure ruptured the surrounding flesh entirely, erupting outward and engulfing Alec in a thick mist of blood once again.

If there was one silver lining to the situation, it was that the mist caused him no harm, whether due to the fact he still had his ongoing merge fusion with the lesser sanguine bloodline or another factor was the reason for this, however; Alec felt entirely unbothered standing within the swirling red cloud.

Before long, the crimson mist began to condense, pulsing and beating like a living heart, causing Alec to push himself to his feet and took a few steps back from the coalescing center.

The process had only just begun, yet he could already discern the rough outline of what was taking shape.

To his complete surprise, the new armament that was still in the process of forging turned out to be a Blood Hammer, it was his first time he would be crafting a blunt weapon for himself, though it happened due to the fact that he had surrendered control and allowed the creation process to run its natural course rather than selecting a design himself, however the weapon was still his not for a golem.

Even with many of his golems possessing blunt weapon mastery, Alec had never felt inclined to craft one for his own use, his reluctance stemmed from a preference for speed, it was the single crucial attribute that always gave him the upper hand when battling high-rank entities.

Yet now, it appeared he was destined to wield an armament equipment completely divorced from swiftness, but embodied raw power and cumbersome weight instead, the very qualities that always came to mind whenever he considered the weapon in the past.

He reasoned that despite offering superior destruction, a heavy hammer ultimately compromised the wielder’s mobility owing to its sheer heft.

While Alec weighed these concerns, the forging drew to a close, and the lingering red mist supporting the floating hammer vanished into thin air, leaving the newly crafted weapon to plunge directly toward the spot where he stood.

“Shit.” Reacting instinctively to its swift descent, Alec reached outward to grasp the handle and control its momentum, the instant his fingers wrapped around it, a powerful surge of raw energy coursed through his body, flooding his muscles.

The sudden sensation prompted Alec to inspect his hands immediately, wanting to confirm that nothing was amiss.

Yet, physically, nothing had altered, as his muscles appeared entirely unchanged, however; beneath the surface, he could feel a surge of immense strength straining to be released.

It took only a moment for Alec to realize the source of this sensation was the newly acquired blood hammer.

“What exactly are you hiding?” he muttered under his breath, finally pulling up the system notifications he had previously ignored.

[Ding!]

[A new Named Blood Weapon has been created.]

[Status]

Name: Blood War Hammer

Tier: Tier 8 (Mid)

Effects:

? Strength +150

? Distortion Ability (Low Affinity)

? Earth Element Manipulation (Self-Awareness)

Note: If you possess Earth Element Affinity at the Control Manipulation stage, wielding this weapon allows you to manipulate earth with a mere thought, granting your affinity near-autonomous awareness.

[Blood Changdao: Second Seal Active]

[Blunt-Type Weapon Mastery: Intermediate Lvl Max]

[Equipped with Blunt-Type Weapon: Bludgeoning impact and stun duration increased by 50%]

[Blood Reaper Weapons (2/6)]

“What the hell...” Alec blurted out upon reviewing the war hammer’s attributes. Compared to this monster he was holding in his gaze, his first named blood weapon felt painfully underwhelming.

Prior to inspecting its stats, he had intended to use the hammer as raw fusion material to upgrade his favored Scythe to see how the fusion works and how many ranks the scythe could gain.

However, after examining the hammer’s formidable details, he realized that sacrificing it would be sheer foolishness. In fact, he was now contemplating the exact opposite, which is using the Scythe to empower the hammer instead.

Though his primary predicament remained unchanged, he would still be left without an active weapon he liked while his Changdao underwent evolution, what aggravated him most was the complete lack of a timeline for when that evolution would finish.

Furthermore, relying on the standard crafting provided by the third seal he had no guarantee he would receive a scythe from any of his future crafting if he didn’t interfere with it—as the scythe is a notoriously rare weapon.

He even suspected that he had only received the war hammer due to a few simple reasons such as the bearman general wielding one, even if he rarely used it in combat.

He also noticed that the hammer increased his strength at the expense of his speed due to its immense heft, and these two distinct traits he felt strongly echoed the bearman general’s own attributes.

Realizing that overthinking these details was only causing him further confusion, he decided to set the matter aside for now, while he deferred any plans of fusing the scythe into the hammer until he gained a firmer grasp on the mechanics of the Changdao’s newly awakened power.

_ _

At the city’s border, the sea race army had initially begun making inroads into Alec’s domain after breaching and occupying the city wall. However, following a series of setbacks, they were forced to fall back toward the conquered human city.

One of the main reasons for that setback was the death of their leader at the hands of Beatrice. Since stepping into the Origin realm, she had devoted herself entirely to cultivation and the study of her puppet arts.

And her progress had been remarkable, far exceeding the historical limits of her family’s puppetry heritage. This rapid growth was fueled by the abundant mana inflow in the Origin realm, Alec’s steady supply of cultivation pills, and the vast knowledge accessible through the lord-connected astral system world—resources that were far beyond anything available in the five kingdoms region.

Even her sealed puppet had reclaimed its original power, thanks to the constant influx of pills Alec provided, and she has also successfully elevated the flaming man puppet to the Tier 7 realm.

Yet, as Beatrice gazed at the flaming man puppet—whose true name she could no longer recall—she could not suppress a soft sigh.

"How do you expect to keep fighting when your armor and weapons are already far beneath your level?" she asked with a soft sigh, with noticeable fractures spiderwebbed across its blade, while several sections of its armor were visibly scorch-damaged and crumbling away.

She did not even cast so much as a glance toward the retreating sea race forces, and she also chose not to dispatch her army in pursuit, as it was a drag to her.

Truthfully, she harbored no concern for such conflicts and had previously made it clear to Alec when she got her position that she preferred to remain undisturbed; her intervention had occurred solely because the invaders had encroached upon her domain.

A short distance away, Brandon and Arthur stood watching her presence in the sky, their eyes filled with undeniable awe and fear.

"Brandon, Alec is already an absolute monster, but why is our future sister-in-law one as well?" Arthur remarked, gazing upward.

"And to think she kept such power hidden for so long! Do you really think simple-minded men like us stand any chance of ever catching up again?"

Brandon offered no spoken response, though his lingering stare made it abundantly clear that he was pondering Arthur’s words as both men looked on at the three other puppets levitating silently beside Beatrice.

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