Chapter 245: The Dwarf King of Three Meters Height

Like Earth, Nidavellir is also located in the middle layer of the World Tree. Its status in the universe is somewhat akin to that of revered sword-making institutions like Bai Sword Manor, Zang Sword Manor, and Zhu Sword Manor. Nidavellir is a legend in the martial world, shrouded in countless divine weapons. Possessing one could bring peace to the world.

However, its existence is incredibly mysterious, a mere legend for many.

In reality, it might be a non-existent myth.

Even if it does exist, it's like a hidden easter egg merchant on a map corner, selling top-notch equipment.

The problem is that ordinary people can never find it.

But for the royal members of Asgard, this place holds no mystery. They're protected by Asgard and in return, they forge divine artifacts for Asgard when needed.

Clark and Thor crossed the Rainbow Bridge, arriving on a wide platform in Nidavellir. Clark noticed that everything here - the ground beneath his feet, surrounding walls, each distinct building, and the furniture - was of a metallic black sheen.

Green plants for decoration?

Non-existent!

Apart from the iron-black, the only other color here seemed to be red – the red of flames and wine.

Walking around, Clark saw the "dwarfs" either forging or drinking.

The only exception was the dwarf king Eitri. When Thor brought Clark to him, this three-meter-tall dwarf king was reading.

"Oh! Eitri, last time I came to Nidavellir, I saw you reading, and it's the same now," Thor greeted warmly upon seeing him. "I recently learned a word in a mysterious eastern country in Midgard, very suitable for you. What was it... 'hand-torn bun'?"

Clark rolled his eyes and corrected, "It's 'Shou Bù Shì Juǎn'! Thor, it's better if you stick to speaking English wherever you are."

Eitri, putting down his book, politely smiled at the two and said, "The mind needs books, just as swords need whetstones. Otherwise, relying solely on brute strength, one can never become a master smith."

Thor readily took over the conversation, boasting, "But one can become the greatest warrior."

Clark just felt speechless. If not for needing his introduction, he really wished to dissociate from this embarrassing fellow right now.

A meaningful sentence, ruined by Thor, losing all its elegance in an instant!

Unable to hold back, Clark finally interjected, "A warrior who only knows brute strength can at best be called strong, but can never become a great warrior, let alone a great king."

Eitri, now noticing the seemingly ordinary Clark, understood that a mind armed with knowledge shouldn't be underestimated. He wouldn't judge by appearances, like common folk. Just the fact that Clark could teach Thor without any backtalk was an achievement in itself.

After nodding respectfully at Clark, Eitri turned to Thor and asked, "And this gentleman is?"

Thor introduced Clark solemnly and humbly, "He's a strong figure from Midgard, father's sworn brother, Clark Lee, the only prince of Asgard."

After further pleasantries, Clark revealed his true purpose: "In a recent battle, my weapon was severely damaged. Odin previously gave me some materials to forge divine artifacts, so I'm here to request Nidavellir's help in reforging my weapon."

Eitri, interested in crafting a divine artifact with provided materials, responded, "Prince, please show me your weapon and explain the repair and upgrade requirements."

Clark nodded, summoning Mjölnir, demonstrating its various forms to the amazed dwarf king, who exclaimed its brilliance.

"Never thought such a cloak could transform into various weapons without any magic, purely through mechanical principles! What an extraordinary design!"

"Has Midgard's forging technology advanced this much?"

Thus is the perspective of a top universe smith.

Clark wanted to explain that Mjölnir's crafting principles surpassed mere technology, entering the realm of science. However, explaining 'science' to this knowledge-thirsty individual seemed too taxing, so he kept silent.

Eitri didn't seem to expect a satisfactory answer from Clark and simply pondered before saying, "Although this weapon is damaged, with its various forms somewhat distorted, I can imagine its original state and all its transformations!"

After praising the weapon, Eitri asked, "If I'm not wrong, your Highness has two requests. First, to restore it to its original state, and second, to incorporate materials from Odin into it, upgrading it into a divine artifact."

Clark nodded, then added a third condition: to make it capable of holding six Infinity Stones. He offered Uru metal and a star core for the task.

Eitri, intrigued by the challenge, discussed with Clark the principles and techniques needed for the upgrade.

The refurbishment of Mjölnir took a month, a testament to its complexity compared to Thor's Stormbreaker, which was completed in a day. The final product, while not enchanted, was a powerful artifact, now capable of holding Infinity Stones without causing internal conflicts.

Days later, on Xandar, Clark and Ava arrived. Clark, confident in his plan to track down the possessor of the Power Stone, suggested they first expand their star chart, as Asgard's charts were limited.

As they prepared to explore, Ava pointed out an elderly man flirting on a bridge, marveling at his vigor despite his age.

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