Chapter 44: Turbid Flame Tempers the Edge: The Newborn War Blade and the Rot Claw's Minions

A sinister purple-black stream of light, like a venomous snake lunging toward the light, slammed viciously into the boiling crimson molten pool!

Hiss—!!!

An even more violent reaction erupted! The originally wild yet vibrant energy balance within the molten pool was shattered in an instant! The crimson flames took on an ominous dark-purple hue, emitting a piercing shriek like the wailing of countless living beings! The pure moonlight silver radiance was madly corroded and entangled by the turbid purple Qi! The peculiar aura that had just begun to fuse became chaotic and violent, brimming with the meaning of destruction!

"Not good!" Wrench screeched, forced to retreat repeatedly by the chaotic energy leaking from the molten pool—energy carrying intense corrosiveness and psychic shock. In the distance, Xiang Lingna also felt a pang of heart palpitations and anxiously held the unconscious Sister Ai Li tighter.

Lin Mo only felt a cold, vicious will surge back along the psychic link, assailing his mind! It was the will projection of the Rot Claw, filled with hatred and greed toward the Life Furnace! It wanted to corrupt this soon-to-be-born weapon, turning it into a tool for spreading withering!

"Get… out!" Lin Mo's eyes turned crimson as he let out a beast-like roar! He squeezed out the last trace of power from the 【Seed of Life】, even burning his life essence without hesitation, and fiercely injected a stream of even purer emerald energy—fused with the scorching heat of the earth's core—into the molten pool!

Boom!

The molten pool boiled once more! The emerald flames of life and the corrupted purple Qi, like sworn enemies of fire and water, madly tore at each other at the center of the pool! The crimson earth fire and the silver moonlight were also swept into this chaotic battle! Four powerful energies collided violently, annihilated, and fused within the narrow confines of the molten pool! The entire floating platform trembled violently, groaning as if unable to bear the burden, threatening to disintegrate at any moment!

This was no longer forging, but a war fought on the brink of destruction—a war for the weapon's soul!

Time passed second by second, each second stretching like a century. Blood seeped from all seven orifices of Lin Mo's body; he was like a candle in the wind, sustained solely by an unyielding will. Wrench's heart leaped to his throat, desperate to rush in and help, yet utterly powerless.

Just as Lin Mo was about to burn out his last flame, and the corrupted purple Qi seemed about to gain the upper hand—

Hum—!

A clear, transcendent sword cry, as if capable of cleansing the soul, abruptly rang out from the center of the chaotic molten pool!

Immediately after, an indescribable edge of sharpness erupted in a flash!

The chaotic energy, as if encountering a sovereign, was forcibly suppressed and smoothed in an instant! The crimson earth fire became more condensed and tame, like a flame spirit in submission; the silver moonlight drove away the entangled purple Qi, becoming pure and majestic; the emerald flames of life stabilized the core, providing a ceaseless stream of vitality; and that sinister corrupted purple Qi, like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun, let out a shrill, piercing shriek, was forcibly repelled and driven out of the molten pool, transforming into a wisp of faint black smoke that dissipated!

At the center of the molten pool, the embryonic form of a weapon slowly rose and condensed within the interweaving of four-colored radiance!

It was about four chi long, its form somewhere between a long saber and a heavy greatsword, its entire body presenting a Deep and Dense dark-gold hue, like solidified lava. The blade was broad and heavy, and near the guard it was covered in fine, natural crack-like textures resembling cooled lava. Within these textures flowed emerald threads of life-light and pristine silver lines of moonlight, intertwining to form mysterious runic veins. The edge had not been sharpened, yet it naturally exuded a sharpness that seemed to cut through space; near the tip, a faint orange-red glow of earth fire was contained within. The entire sword radiated a contradictory yet harmonious aura: Earth's Heaviness and ferocity, life's resilience and healing, the purity and edge of moonlight, and a natural rejection and purifying will against withering and decay!

【Item: Unnamed War Blade (Embryonic Form)】

【Material: High-Purity Fire-Pattern Steel (Earth Fire Forged Core)】

【Properties:】

*【Earth Fire's Tenacity】: Extremely sturdy, heat-resistant, imbued with the power of the earth's veins, heavy and powerful in momentum.

*【Life Spring】: Can slowly absorb the wielder's life energy or ambient vitality for self-repair, and faintly nourish the wielder.

*【Moonlight Purification】: Possesses significant suppression and purification effects against withering, decay, and curse-type energies (requires activation).

*【Thorn Will】: Contains Priestess Liyana's guardian will and the true meaning of nature, providing certain resistance against psychic erosion.

*【Status】: Incomplete (Requires quenching and sharpening, Will Brand)

"It… it worked?!" Wrench's eyes nearly popped out of his head. Staring at the embryonic war blade suspended above the molten pool, radiating an aura that was both heart-palpitating and captivating, he was so excited he could barely speak coherently.

Lin Mo also let out a long breath, his body going limp, nearly collapsing. He had succeeded! In a desperate situation, under the interference of the Rot Claw, he had forcibly reclaimed control of the weapon and forged this embryonic war blade that fused the power of both realms! Though incomplete, even in its embryonic form, the power it contained far exceeded his imagination!

He looked at the moonlight crystal on his chest. The crystal's glow had grown even dimmer, and the purple stains within the cracks seemed to have been significantly consumed, temporarily lying dormant. The price Sister Liya paid was not in vain!

However, the joy lasted only an instant.

"Roar—!!!"

A roar filled with brutality and destruction, like a thunderclap, erupted from the ruins on the eastern side of the depression! The sound waves rolled outward, shaking the scorched earth so that clods of dirt rained down!

Lin Mo and Wrench snapped their heads toward it!

Through the swirling dust, three ferocious-looking steel constructs charged out! They were unlike any Black Scorpion unit seen before! About three meters tall, they possessed four thick mechanical legs, their torsos resembling enlarged steel spiders, but their backs bore a stubby biochemical cannon, its muzzle flickering with dangerous green light! Their armor was covered in rough welding marks and biochemical mucus, their electronic eyes flashing with chaotic red light, emanating a stench that mixed machine oil with rotting flesh!

"It's a 'Path clearer' dropped from the 'Street sweeper'! Damn it! Those Street Sweeper Hounds that bastard Doctor left behind!" Wrench's face changed drastically. "These things are half-biological, half-mechanical monsters! You can't kill them! And they self-destruct! They're specifically used to clear battlefields and hunt down stragglers!"

What made Lin Mo's heart sink even further was that the biochemical cannon muzzle of the lead "Path clearer" was unmistakably aimed at…the embryonic war blade suspended above the molten pool, just newly formed! Green light rapidly gathered at the muzzle!

The Doctor's revenge came so swiftly! He not only wanted to kill, but also to destroy this newly born weapon that might threaten him!

Meanwhile, in the Withering Forest. Sister Liya weakly sensed the powerful yet contradictory aura of the new weapon transmitted from Lin Mo's side, as well as that roar filled with destructive intent. A wry, gratified smile tugged at her lips. However, the silver pure land beneath her feet had grown so faint it was like a candle flame. Within the withering mist, a massive, hunched, terrifying figure covered in rotting bark and clusters of purple crystals had already torn through the fog, its giant corrupted claw, carrying a vicious wind that tore through space, slamming down viciously toward her and the remains of the World Tree she guarded!

The Rot Claw's hunt, now without obstruction!

The crisis of both realms erupted simultaneously! Can the newborn war blade survive the destructive cannon fire? And how will Sister Liya face this fatal strike?