Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master

Chapter 192 - Mjölnir



Fortunately, Lin Li did not intend to settle the score with him for the time being. After glaring at Argus, he pulled out two glass bottles and some strange herbs from his pocket, and began to busy himself.

However, that was only temporary…

That was half a black lotus, not half a black bread. It put Lin Li’s teeth on edge to think about it. How could he possibly let Argus off easily?

If this fellow hadn’t pushed him into a corner, how could he have used half a black lotus? They were in a fierce battle; moreover, the conditions were crude, so there was no supplementary ingredient at all. He could only roughly concoct a bottle of Vibrant Potion using the natural heat of the Fire Plume Ridge.

Strictly speaking, it couldn’t even be called a potion.

It was just a mash of Dracaena grass and half a black lotus, slightly heated up by the natural high temperature in the Fire Plume Ridge and swallowed by Lin Li in one gulp.

He had no choice—Argus was coming too close on him at that time.

The power contained in it was so powerful that it gave Lin Li a feeling it was no less than the strength of a legendary mage. Whether it was the powerful Macklin or Argus—who had once put him in despair—it was a difference between a firefly and the sun when put in comparison with the hammer.

Lin Li felt dampness in his palms as he walked towards the hammer stepping on the soft red carpet.

The hammer was lying there quietly. Lin Li only had to bend down to hold it in his hands…

“Despicable! Do you have manners or not? How dare you grope others so casually…”

“…” At that moment, Lin Li really thought he had encountered a ghost…

“Why are you spacing out? Aren’t you going to put me down?”

For a moment, Lin Li was wide-eyed and dazed. He stared at the hammer that was desperately struggling in his hand, and after a long while, he stuttered, “It’s… it’s you who’s talking?”

“Duh!” The hammer scoffed as it struggled violently again. “Hey, did you hear me?!”

“Yes, yes, I hear you…” Lin Li nodded distractedly, but did not loosen his grip at all. Instead, he clutched the hammer tighter in his hand.

This was probably what it meant by “there are all kinds of fish in the sea”…

Lin Li was totally thrown off balance. Before picking up the hammer, who would have thought that it could not only jump, but also swear at people? Lin Li was at a loss as he held it in his hand.

“Hey…”

“Oh, oh, oh. Put you down, right?” Lin Li snapped back into composure after being urged for another time, and he quickly put the hammer down. After a careful deliberation of words, he asked with a cautious look on his face, “Uh… How do I address you? Mr Hammer, or?”

“What Mr Hammer? That sounds awful…” Mr Hammer seemed to be in a good mood after being put down. Although there was still some dissatisfaction in his tone, he did not swear. He merely told Lin Li in discontentment, “You can call me Moradin; by the way, lad, you look like a human being?”

“Yes, I am a human being…”

“Weird. How did a human come here? Aren’t they all hanged by Osric, that moron…”

“O… O what?” Lin Li was so startled that he stammered as he talked. “You mean Osric? You know Highlord Osric?”

“Duh…”

“…” Lin Li almost bit his tongue when the words reached his ears. “Then, what’s this place?”

“This is the Eternal Furnace, the private smithy of Osric.”

“…” Lin Li only felt a constant buzz in his head in that moment.

He finally remembered…

There was a story in Osric’s legend. In his later years, the amazing Highlord became interested in forging techniques. So, he sent the Magic Legion to conquer the Dark Iron Dwarves. Countless Dark Iron Dwarves craftsmen were sent to his palace to demonstrate forging techniques day and night. The Highlord had attained the level of the Master of Forging in just a short year.

There had always been a rumor circulating in Anril—Osric, when conquering the Dark Iron Dwarves, also took away the Thor’s Hammer, a sacred relic that the Dwarf clan had inherited from generation to generation.

Moradin… Moradin…

Didn’t this name mean Mjölnir—Thor’s Hammer—in Khuzdul 1 ?

Lin Li felt his scalp go numb abruptly as he stared at the bizarre hammer…


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