Zane, who had long made up his mind, said without hesitation:
"I want a Scythe!"
The Dwarf King was slightly surprised upon hearing Zane's request.
After all, there were very few people in the world who used Scythes as weapons. Most people used conventional-style weapons.
And for Zane to choose a Scythe as the weapon he would pursue for the rest of his life was not a casual decision.
In mythological legends, the weapon of the God of Death is a giant Scythe.
Moreover, when Zane underwent the [Eternal Arms Mastery] he defeated Lancelot with a Scythe.
It can be seen that Zane has a strong affinity for the Scythe as a weapon.
With the enhancement of the [Eternal Arms Mastery] even if Zane were to wield a stick, he could still perform well. So, using a Scythe as a weapon was certainly not a problem.
"No problem, Lord Zane, please stand still. We need to scan your body data to precisely design the shape and parameters of the weapon."
The Dwarf King took out a device and looked at Zane, who naturally smiled and cooperated.
Although Zane felt it was somewhat exaggerated to measure his height, arm length, and other data for making a weapon, he understood that they were the professionals, so he complied.
After a faint light swept over Zane's body, the Dwarf King, along with Zane and Odin, exchanged greetings and then left with several dwarf leaders without looking back.
Vaguely, Zane heard them discussing things like the length of the handle and the thickness of the Scythe blade to swing it more efficiently.
Although Zane didn't mind the Dwarf King leaving him there like that, he actually felt fortunate.
After all, to have a skilled technical expert like the Dwarf King personally craft a weapon for him made Zane very grateful.
In his past life, Zane understood the terrifying nature of these technical experts. They pursued perfection in their craftsmanship, and even the slightest flaw could drive them crazy.
No wonder they could create so many legendary artifacts.
After the Dwarf King left, Odin took Zane around the Dwarf Kingdom and introduced him to the history of the Dwarf race.
Zane sensitively noticed that there were only a few hundred dwarves Dusy back and forth here, even the minority of children were forging with large hammers.
"Old man, is this the Kingdom of the Dwarves, or just a place where a Dwarf clan works? Why are there so few people?" Zane asked in confusion.
"Sigh... There are only about 300 Dwarves here in the entire Dwarf clan!" Odin sighed, wearing an expression that was hard to describe.
It was a bit of a wry smile.
"A whole race with only 300 people? Is their birth rate very low?" Zane asked in amazement.
"No, the birth rate of the Dwarf race is similar to ours, the Asgardians."
"Then why are there so few Dwarves?"
"Because Dwarves are extremely indifferent to that kind of thing. All dwarves are passionate about forging from the moment they start making sounds."
"The King of the Dwarf race is not determined by bloodline, but by who has the best forging skills."
"Even some Dwarves spend their entire lives on the forge without ever finding a partner."
"If it weren't for my reign during which I forced them to find partners, the Dwarf race might not even have ten people left."
"So, you shameless old man are a matchmaker." Zane exclaimed, as if he had discovered something remarkable.
Odin: "..."
Are you happy with this jab?
You're already a Demigod, why is your mind so fresh?
I tried to keep the Dwarf race thriving, how did it become matchmaking in your mouth?
Ignoring Odin's frustration, Zane found himself increasingly admiring the Dwarf race.
They were a race that delved so deeply into technology that their devotion deserved utmost respect.
In the original story, Thanos wiped out all but the Dwarf King. What a waste!
After Zane and Odin had been strolling around for dozens of minutes, the Dwarf King came running with a holographic imaging device.
"Lord Zane, we've designed the appearance of the Scythe. Please have a look. If there's anything unsatisfactory, we can make adjustments."
With that, the Dwarf King pressed a button, and instantly, a majestic and imposing giant Scythe appeared in the air.
Zane was immediately drawn to the appearance of the Scythe.
Unlike the weapons of Asgard, which followed a minimalist style, this Scythe was adorned with intricate yet orderly patterns throughout.
The long blade of the Scythe emerging from a skull also perfectly matched Zane's aesthetic.
The Dwarf King truly deserved to be the pinnacle of forging among the dwarves. Not only was his technique superb and fast, but most importantly, he could grasp the customer's preferences.
Unlike Odin's Gungnir or Thor's Mjolnir, which didn't seem to have anything special about their appearance, the Dwarf King had probably already guessed Zane's preferences from the information Odin provided and their brief interactions.
Thus, he designed this Scythe, which was magnificent without being ostentatious, exuding an aura of dominance.
"Satisfied, completely satisfied! Truly worthy of the Dwarf race!" Zane immediately gave him a thumbs up. He really loved this Scythe to the extreme.
Facing Zane's praise, the Dwarf King didn't show any modesty. He proudly puffed out his chest, as if he had received the highest honor.
After that, Zane handed over the branch of the World Tree and the Death Pearl to the Dwarf King.
Zane could clearly see the sudden enthusiasm in the eyes of the Dwarf King and his attendants when he took out the branch of the World Tree.
And when the branch of the World Tree and the Death Pearl fell into the calloused hands of the Dwarf King, he began to caress them as if they were lovers.
The intense gaze was as if he was looking at his beloved, and saliva was almost dripping out, completely forgetting Zane and Odin's presence.
Zane suddenly had a deep understanding of what Odin had said earlier. If these guys weren't forced to find partners, they might indeed face extinction.
Later, Zane took out a large amount of vibranium from the treasury, the best material he could offer.
Odin also brought out other precious materials, combined with the dwarf race's own inventory.
Zane suddenly realized that once this weapon of his was created, it might become the top weapon in the Marvel universe.
Unconsciously, Zane had gathered the best materials for it, to be crafted by the best craftsmen in the universe.
Zane couldn't think of any weapon that could be more extravagant than this.
Finally, as the Dwarf King regained his senses from these divine materials, he awkwardly smiled at Zane and then warmly said:
"Lord Zane, now that the design is finalized, I can start forging. Would you like to see the forging process?"
Of course, Zane readily accepted the Dwarf King's invitation.
As everyone walked to the Dwarf King's exclusive forge, the expression on the Dwarf King's face suddenly became extremely solemn.
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