Demon Lord's Reincarnation

The Loder Clan was one of the most important clans among the descendants of the Strongest Mortal Soul. Unlike all the other clans who focus on fighting, the Loder clan which focuses on doing whatever they want to reach their own truths has many skills aside from fighting. They provide the other clans with weapons, armor, and potions for the war against the Gods.

Ever since the Gods became even more aggressive in their attacks the Loder Clan became busier to support the other clans. Among those who were doing a ton of work, the busiest was the genius of the era within the Loder Clan, Reiner Loder.

Reiner Loder's passion was the truth of weaponry, he alone has created numerous weapons that could be either a work of art or some sort of abstract ultimate weapon. Of course, as a member of the Loder Clan, he was also interested in other things, but his main focus has always been on weaponry.

Reiner who was in his personal workshop for the first time in a long time could not focus on creating a new weapon. The news of the worsening war on the outside had reached his ears, and he knew that many of his friends from the other clans had already disappeared into the wheel of reincarnation.

'No matter what kind of weapon I create the skill of the people that use them matter. Even with good equipment the best clan member cannot defeat an Old God by himself, not to mention those Ancient Ones that haven't shown up much recently.

The farther I go and the more I learn, the better I understand how my dream of creating a weapon that anyone even a weakling could use to kill even Gods is becoming harder to envision.'

That was Reiner's ultimate pursuit of creating a weapon. A weapon that anyone could use to kill even Gods, but he was nowhere near creating such a weapon. He had already created a weapon that could gather spiritual energy for its own without the user needing to have any, he even created a weapon that could grow alongside the holder, but even then he was nowhere near his goal.

'What is it that I'm missing? I'm not even close to creating something like the legendary Ethereals, living beings created by the Ancient Ones as their weapons. Even those powerful Ethereals were considered failures, then what kind of weapon could be considered a success?'

Reiner sighed as he looked at the weapons on the wall of his workshop. Many of the weapons present here could be considered incredible artifacts but in Reiner's eyes, there were just his past mistakes. The reason he had them on the wall was not to impress others, but instead, they were there to remind him of how far he was from his goal.

"Reiner!!!"

While Reiner was lazing around his workshop somebody suddenly burst into his room.

"Calm down Miguel, take a deep breath, and tell me why you're so excited." Miguel did as he was told and when he finally calmed down a bit he spoke.

"The elders are calling for you."

"What's it about?"

"I don't know but Sir Mythious is here."

"Sir Mythious... Then it means it's something dire." Reiner wore his coat and started walking out of his workshop Miguel followed right behind him.

"Are you going to this meeting as well?" Reiner asked Miguel who was behind him.

"I wasn't invited but I'll just stay outside to learn whatever news I can," Miguel answered while shrugging his shoulders.

...

In the room with a long table sat the most important members of the Loder Clan. From the current patriarch of the clan to all the elders, even the most respected elder of them all Mythious. When Reiner arrived, the meeting officially started.

"As everyone knows the war against the Gods is going badly. Despite our superior numbers, the enemy are the Gods themselves and we're losing too many people. The real big bosses haven't appeared yet, the Ancient Ones. If we don't clear the path by killing these f*ckers the current reincarnation of our Ancestor will be unable to face the ORIGIN with a clear mind."

The one who spoke was the current patriarch of the Clan, Nero Loder. He was the strongest among those of the Loder clan in terms of combat ability.

"There's also the problem with the spell I'm using to hide this place from the eyes of the Gods. There have been several cases when an Old God noticed something and it's just a matter of time before they figure out where we're hidden." Mythious spoke while shrugging his shoulders.

"So what are we going to do?"

"We should find a different place to hide."

"Where else should we hide, even if we fled it would take a lot of time to prepare to flee with everything we have. If we fled with nothing but our bodies, then it would take too much time to build our workshops, in that time the support we give to the other clans will be cut off."

"So you plan to do nothing?!"

As the elders started arguing, Mythious couldn't help but sigh at their display. It was hard for him to believe that these people were descendants of his old rival. It was at that very moment the patriarch slammed his fist on the table destroying it, he then looked at Reiner and asked a question.

"Reiner how many myth-grade weapons can you produce within a month?"

"It depends on what kind of myth-grade weapons I need to make, if it's different types of weapons then I could probably make a hundred easily, but if it's just one type like a sword or spear then I could make around a thousand or so."

"What are you planning to do patriarch?"

"As proud descendants of an incarnation of the Strongest Mortal Soul, we should follow our Ancestor's way of doing things, and charge into battle, isn't that right Sir Mythious?"

The patriarch showed a vicious smile that made Mythious chuckle at the sight and then he started laughing heartily.

"Hehehahaha!!! If that's what you want to do, then that guy would surely approve." Mythious was now also getting excited.

"... If that's what patriarch wants to do, then so be it!"

"Yes, as a proud clan, no as descendants of the Strongest Mortal Soul, we have been hiding like moles which is shameful. We should be out there fighting like lions, toward our deaths and glory!"

Infected by the excitement of the others, every other elder even those that proposed to hide had entered a state similar to battle frenzy. While everyone was getting intoxicated by the atmosphere somebody started clapping from the shadows.