Zither Emperor Chapter 317 Chapter 95 The Origin of Thor's Hammer Part 1

317: Chapter 95 The Origin of Thor’s Hammer (Part 1) 317: Chapter 95 The Origin of Thor’s Hammer (Part 1) “Ah—” Cries of alarm erupted from everyone except Ye Yinzhu, as no one had expected him to do something so akin to suicide.

After all, the Sword of Nox in his hand was a Divine Artifact!

Furthermore, at the moment of the thrust, it was clear he had fully infused it with Douqi.

Neither the rank Ten Divine Beast Ming nor Anja of the Eighth Rank Zi rank could have anticipated this and reacted in time to stop Ye Yinzhu’s seemingly suicidal action, considering how close his right hand was to his chest.

Before the cries of shock had subsided, everyone witnessed a bizarre scene.

As the incredibly sharp Sword of Nox pierced the inner garment in front of Ye Yinzhu’s chest, suddenly, a dazzling golden light burst forth, as radiant and splendid as the sun, releasing a surging, overwhelmingly dominant, and explosive buzzing sound that erupted from the location of Ye Yinzhu’s heart.

A tremendous, unstoppable shockwave burst forth.

The four Dwarven Elders hardly had time to react before they were whisked away by the massive energy, crashing into the walls of the room to finally e to a halt.

Even Rutz, with his strength, couldn’t help but take several steps back, steadying himself against the wall with his hands.

Anya also couldn’t help but retreat a few steps.

The only one who hadn’t moved was Ming.

At that moment, Thor’s Hammer Point in Ming’s hand burst forth with a web of blue-purple electricity that enveloped him, but the electric net trembled, with continuous crisp sounds of thunder exploding from Thor’s Hammer, as if filled with a sorrowful and unwilling voice.

In the instant the humming sound started, the Dragon Soul Ring flew from Ye Yinzhu’s hand, transforming silently into the Sword of Nox as it embedded itself into the stone wall at the far end of the room, while the golden light at his chest gradually receded.

Ye Yinzhu took a deep breath and subconsciously rubbed the area over his chest; it felt strange indeed to thrust a sword into one’s own heart without the slightest pain.

The room fell silent, everyone’s gaze frozen on Ye Yinzhu in a situation they could hardly imagine.

They had all carefully observed the aura and sharpness of the Sword of Nox—after all, that was a Divine Artifact rank longsword carved from a giant divine dragon horn.

The Dwarven Elders couldn’t think of any weapon better than Thor’s Hammer.

Yet, Ye Yinzhu had stabbed his own chest with such a Divine Artifact, seemingly with all his might.

The Thor’s Hammer in Ming’s hand disappeared into a purple light into his one eye, and he said gravely, “This is not the power of the Amethyst Behemoth.

The Amethyst Behemoth’s defensive power is still inferior to mine and that of the War Behemoth.

But even I cannot guarantee that I would emerge unscathed under the Divine Artifact sword carved from the divine dragon horn.

Probably only the War Behemoth could pletely stop its attack.

Do you have another defensive artifact on you that is of even higher quality than Thor’s Hammer?”

Ye Yinzhu shook his head and opened his chest garment, “No, it is not a defensive artifact.

Although it has acknowledged me as its master, just as the Dwarf race cannot wield the power of the Twin Thor’s Hammer, I cannot use it either.

So, it simply resides within me.

Perhaps, when I have enough strength in the future, I will be able to activate it.”

A lifelike Ancient Zither tattoo appeared on the spot over his heart, with seven differently colored strings, a dark golden zither body, and a circulating Divine Dragon Soul Breath.

Under the effects of that one thrust from the Sword of Nox, it was now fully activated, releasing special energy fluctuations as if alive, emanating from Ye Yinzhu’s heart.

Lucino struggled to swallow a mouthful of saliva, “Is that an Ancient Zither?” A Super Divine Artifact, it truly was a Super Divine Artifact.

The fear it instilled in Thor’s Hammer alone had proven the grade of Ye Yinzhu’s Desolate Dragon Yin Zither on his chest.

Moreover, he had used the Sword of Nox to stab himself in the heart.

If it were not a Super Divine Artifact, what else could fend off the edge of the Sword of Nox?

Ye Yinzhu nodded, “Yes, it is an Ancient Zither.”

At this point, Lucino’s heart was filled with mixed emotions, “Lord Ye, may I ask which master crafted this Super Divine Artifact?”

Ye Yinzhu smiled faintly, “I dare not claim to be a master.

The one who crafted this zither was me.

Its name is Desolate Dragon Yin.”

“What?

You?” Lucino stared at Ye Yinzhu in disbelief, and the other three Dwarven Elders were utterly stunned as well.

Ye Yinzhu said with a wry smile, “To be honest, I put all my effort into making this Ancient Zither.

That it has bee a Super Divine Artifact is not due to my craftsmanship, but rather the material itself was too superior.

When I was casting it, I used the best quality Dragon Soul Wood, and even the core essence of Dragon Soul Wood after refinement.

The zither foot and zither insignia were carved from the teeth of a Divine Dragon.

These seven strings were stretched from the finest Dragon Tendons of the previous generation of the seven Dragon Kings.

With just these materials, it was impossible for the Ancient Zither not to be a Divine Artifact.”

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Ming.

At this point, there was no longer any possibility for him to continue hiding.

The moment he decided to reveal the Desolate Dragon Yin Zither, he knew he had to explain himself, or merely Ming’s perception of the Divine Dragon Soul’s essence would stop him.

Ming was also looking at Ye Yinzhu.

Although he did not feel the same impulse he had when he first saw the Sword of Nox, the gentle look in his eyes once again turned to confusion.

“When I finished casting it, this Desolate Dragon Yin’s Zither became a Divine Artifact, recognizing me as its master.

The reason it became a Super Divine Artifact is that I sealed the spirit of the Giant Divine Dragon Nox within it.

Once it recognized me as its master, even though I could not wield it, it could only cling to me.”

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bombshell had dropped.

Even Ming couldn’t help but exclaim aloud, and everyone’s gaze upon Ye Yinzhu became like that of looking at a monster.

In some sense, a flying Giant Divine Dragon was much more terrifying than a fully grown Amethyst Behemoth known for being unbeatable in ground bat.

They couldn’t believe that Ye Yinzhu, with his current strength, could defeat a Giant Divine Dragon, let alone seal its spirit.

It was simply too incredible.

Ye Yinzhu smiled lightly and said, “This was originally my secret.

But since we’ve decided to cooperate for the long term, there’s no need for me to hide it.

Since I’ve already shared so much, I might as well tell you everything and dispel all your doubts.” And so, he briefly recounted how he had used his zither play to attract the attention of Silver Dragon City and what happened inside the Dragon Territory of the Dragon Clan’s Cemetery.

“…, hence, although I have bee a Foreign Silver Dragon, I hold no goodwill toward the Dragon Clan.

I think the Dwarf race must have also suffered a lot at the hands of the Dragon Clan in ancient times,” he said.

Rutz said bitterly, “If not for those reptiles, why would we have moved to the Northernmost Wilderness?

To us, even the Beastmen are much better than the selfish, arrogant, and despicable Dragon Clan.”

Ming gazed deeply at Ye Yinzhu, “Truly worthy of being the partner chosen by the Amethyst Behemoth.

Your zither music had already made me feel something different, but it seems I still underestimated you.

With you as the leader of Qin City, I believe the Dwarf race will definitely obtain a peaceful life.

Rutz, Lucino, I pletely agree with the idea of the Dwarf race moving to the Burna Mountain Range.

If nothing has changed, that should be the most suitable place for the Dwarf race to survive.”

Lucino let out a resigned sigh, “We lost.

I didn’t expect that even after bringing out Thor’s Hammer, we would still lose.”

Ye Yinzhu said, “No, Elder, you haven’t lost.

Both my Desolate Dragon Yin’s Zither and your Thor’s Hammer of the Dwarves are at the level of a Super Divine Artifact.

At this level, I think there is no clear distinction between strong and weak.

Different Super Divine Artifacts show different abilities in their respective territories.

How powerful a Super Divine Artifact can be is largely dependent on the strength of the user themselves.”

Lucino shook his head and said, “Lord Ye, you are magnanimous, but we Dwarves are not people who can’t accept defeat.

A loss is a loss.

If both hammers were present, perhaps there could still be a contest, but with only one, how could even the strongest Divine Artifact pare to a Super Divine Artifact?

Lord Ye, there’s no need to say more, we admit defeat.”

“Uncle,” Rutz called out urgently.

It wasn’t that he was unwilling to accept defeat, but the thought of having to give one of the Dwarf race’s three Divine Artifacts to Ye Yinzhu as a result of losing was hard for him to accept.

After all, he was the leader of his people.

The Dwarves’ decline over the years had left them with only four Divine Artifacts, including the Armor Eternal Barrier he was wearing.

Lucino waved his hand at Rutz, “No need to say more.

Do you want to bring shame upon our Dwarves?

Lord Ye, please choose one of these three Divine Artifacts.

You may pick any of them.”

Ye Yinzhu looked at Lucino and, although there was reluctance in his eyes, they were resolute.

He couldn’t help but secretly admire the Dwarves; willing to lose a Divine Artifact, they had earned his respect.

“In that case, thank you, Elder.

I will take the Sumeru Divine Ring.” Ye Yinzhu did not feign modesty and directly stated what he needed.

Lucino was taken aback, “Lord Ye, are you really choosing the Sumeru Divine Ring?” While this was certainly a Divine Artifact, and very precious at that, it could be seen from the order of their earlier petition that the Sumeru Divine Ring was the weakest of the three Divine Artifacts the Dwarves had presented.

He hadn’t expected Ye Yinzhu to be so generous as to neither choose the God-killing Crossbow, the best in long-range attacks, nor Thor’s Hammer, the strongest Divine Artifact of the Dwarf race.

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