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[Sulfuron Warhammer]

The Droplet sailed through the starlit expanse, journeying from the distant reaches of deep space towards Nidavi. Amidst majestic rings, the light of neutron stars shimmered endlessly.

"Finally here. I'm tired of this cramped ship," Eitri grumbled as he maneuvered his bulky frame out of the cabin. "Forseti, I swear, your ship needs to be ten times bigger."

After a brief voyage, the Droplet arrived at Nidavi, and both disembarked from the spacecraft.

"Your Majesty, Sun God," greeted the guards stationed there.

Eitri nodded in acknowledgment, then gestured eagerly. "Let's proceed to the forge. It's time to craft the Sulfuron Warhammer!"

Having returned from Muspelheim with all necessary materials gathered, Forseti was equally eager as they hastened towards Nidavi's central forge.

The new forge, centered around Antarctic Vibranium, gleamed with a bright silver hue, markedly different from its previous black-and-red design, much to Eitri's satisfaction.

As they prepared for the forging process, after consulting with Forseti, Eitri decided on a few days' rest to prepare adequately before commencing the work.

Several days later, before the central forge:

"Let's begin," Eitri declared, studying the blueprint of the Sulfuron Warhammer one last time with reverence.

"Fine Uru, Sulfuron Iron," Eitri recited, receiving the corresponding materials from Forseti.

Over the past days, the Sulfuron Iron had been refined into ingots, with precisely three required for crafting the Sulfuron Warhammer.

"Including Uru and Dark Iron, the Sulfuron Warhammer calls for a total of ten metal ingots. This will be the largest weapon I've ever forged," Eitri remarked. "In Nidavillar's history, it might well be the largest ever crafted."

Pausing briefly, he turned to Forseti. "I must confirm once more with you: this blueprint is incomplete. Without filling in the missing details, it may not fully unleash the material's potential. Use caution."

"Don't worry , Eitri" Forseti replied with a reassuring smile.

Satisfied, Eitri wasted no time. He loaded three Skurge Iron ingots and five top-grade Uru ingots into the furnace.

"Open the furnace!"

At his command, the massive gears scattered across Nidavillar whirred into motion, setting the entire steel city in motion.

"Boom!"

With a resounding boom, the neutron star's several rings slowly aligned and merged seamlessly.

Instantly, the neutron star's intense heat bathed the area, casting a scorching brilliance that warmed the air of Nidavillar.

Though Forseti initially felt the furnace's radiant heat on his exposed skin, having mastered second-order flame manipulation, he found it negligible.

Aligned, the neutron star projected a brilliant beam of light through several star-ring guidance devices, directly into the anti-metal furnace.

Under such intense heat, the eight metal ingots rapidly softened.

Simultaneously, Antarctic Vibration Gold began to exert its unique properties.

Meticulously designed by dwarves, the anti-metal furnace now concentrated most of the shock within, targeting the metals requiring smelting.

The combined effects of the neutron star's heat and anti-metal vibration swiftly liquefied all eight ingots.

"Adamantine." Eitri received two Immortal Steel ingots from Forseti, promptly adding them to the molten mix.

In mere seconds, top-grade Ullr, Skurge Iron, and Immortal Steel melded into a hot, dazzling liquid.

Swiftly, Eitri poured the molten metal into molds, saying, "Cronan Crystal, Fiery Core."

The Cronan Crystal, a Mountain's Blood substitute, and the Fiery Core, the Ash Queen's heart, both melted swiftly within the furnace's intense heat, transforming into forms akin to fire and water intertwined, shimmering with golden-red hues.

"Channel your fire manipulation to guide it into the Sulfuron Warhammer," Eitri instructed Forseti.

Forseti nodded, conjuring flames between his fingers. The mixture, imbued with the Mountain's Blood and Fiery Core's potent properties, surged out of the furnace at Forseti's command, flooding towards the cooling Sulfuron Warhammer.

Empowered by the magic circle's influence, the hammer's initial form had nearly solidified, its surface a dull red.

The injection of Mountain's Blood and Fiery Core reignited its heat, igniting a dazzling blaze.

"Seal the furnace!" Eitri commanded, halting the heat influx. Taking up his blacksmith's hammer, he began a meticulous series of strikes upon the hammer's form.

Unlike typical dwarven methods where the neutron star's heat sufficed for near-perfect internal structure, the Sulfuron Warhammer's blueprint demanded such detailed craftsmanship, obliging Eitri to forge and carve with care.

After a half-hour of dedicated labor, the Sulfuron Warhammer, as remembered in Forseti's mind, took shape upon Eitri's anvil.

A two-handed warhammer, sizable even for Forseti's stature. To most, its proportions might seem excessive, yet it fit well with Forseti's imposing figure.

Adorned with dark-red hues, blazing flames, and spikes across its five faces, the Sulfuron Warhammer emanated a formidable aura.

As the predecessor to the Sulfuras, Hand of Ragnaros, a Level 7 standard weapon, the Sulfuron Warhammer possessed inherent fiery might, capable of eternal combustion.

Undoubtedly, this fiery warhammer stood as one of Asgard's premier weapons.

"Clang!"

"It is finished!"

Eitri finally exhaled with relief, setting down his tools and turning to Forseti with eager anticipation. "Take it up, Forseti. Test this Flame Hammer. I'm certain it will not disappoint."

Forseti stepped forward, eyes gleaming with anticipation as he grasped the hammer's handle.

"Boom."

Upon his touch, flames erupted across the Sulfuron Warhammer, burning so intensely that the entire weapon was engulfed in fire.