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Chapter 774
"But the node is not above the city," Sikoa pointed out, looking at the depth markers on the hologram. "The light is not on the surface.""No," Solon said softly. The archivist fell back into his chair. He looked like a man who had just read his own death sentence. "It is not in the city. It is miles directly beneath the city. It is exactly where we are standing right now."Sikoa stopped breathing. She slowly turned her head. She looked at the smooth white walls of the Grand Archive. She looked at the floor beneath her dirty boots. They were not just looking at a map of a bomb. They were standing directly inside the bomb. "The central node," Caster said quietly. "The true Blackthorn Gate. Elias Thorpe was right. It is buried right here, at the absolute bottom of the Sage Tower."Caster’s genius mind immediately did the terrible, apocalyptic math. He knew how much energy was flowing through those red lines. He knew the capacity of the central node. "If all that planar energy hits th
Chapter 773
Sikoa stared at the giant globe. "It looks like a perfect machine.""It was," Caster said. "Until we broke it."Suddenly, the peaceful blue and silver light of the globe was interrupted. A tiny, bright red dot appeared on the surface of the map. It popped up near the northern mountains. Then, another red dot appeared in the eastern desert. Then, three more red dots appeared in the middle of the ocean. "What are those red marks?" Sikoa asked, pointing at the globe. Her voice sounded nervous. Caster stared at the red dots. His gray eyes narrowed. He stepped closer to the edge of the balcony. "Look at the coordinates," Caster whispered. He pointed to the red dot near the mountains. "That is exactly where we were standing two hours ago. That is the cliff where the giant ring of eyes fell from the sky."Solon gasped. "The planar rifts.""Yes," Caster said. His face turned incredibly pale. "Those red dots are the tears in reality. They are the open doors to the Ash Void."They watched i
Chapter 772
The portable generators roared to life. Because they were not using magic, the corrupted red network could not block them. They were creating pure, physical, raw electrical power. Sparks flew from the copper wires. The clean, bright blue electricity shot down the cables and poured directly into the stone pillar. "Now," Solon whispered. His fingers flew across the ancient stone keyboard on the sub-terminal. He typed incredibly fast. "Stop!" Thorpe shouted. The giant red face in the master crystal began to flicker. "Thorpe used a chaotic blood-virus to lock the doors," Solon explained to Caster and Sikoa, typing furiously. Sweat poured down his face. "But blood magic is unstable. It is messy. If I flood the system with pure, clean, organized power... the virus will be washed away. Like pouring a bucket of clean water onto a dirty plate.""Turn faster, Sikoa!" Solon gasped. His chest wound burned, but he ignored the pain. Sikoa gritted her teeth. Her strong, muscular arm spun the ir
Chapter 771
The sound of shattering glass echoed in the massive, spherical room. Caster Spellbound stood perfectly still. He was trapped. The delicate glass bridge that connected the central platform to the balcony was completely gone. The broken pieces of glass fell into the dark, bottomless pit below his feet. He was standing on a small, round stone platform in the exact center of the Grand Archive. Right in front of him, the giant master crystal glowed with a sick, bloody red light. Inside the crystal, the giant holographic face of Elias Thorpe smiled a cruel, wicked smile. "You are trapped, old friend!" Thorpe’s voice boomed from the crystal. The sound shook the dust from the walls. "You thought you could sneak in here and turn off the network? I own the network! I poisoned the roots!"Caster did not panic. He did not yell. He just stared at the red face in the glass. Deep inside Caster’s empty chest, the tiny golden seed hummed. The magic wanted to explode outward and smash the red crys
Chapter 770
A rush of perfectly clean, dry, ancient air blew out of the room, smelling like old parchment and dried flowers. "Welcome," Caster whispered, stepping through the doorway, "to the Grand Archive."Sikoa and Solon followed him inside. The moment they stepped through the door, the massive stone slabs rolled shut behind them. BOOM. The loud noise of the broken world above was instantly cut off. The room was completely, perfectly silent. It was a holy silence. They stood on a small balcony looking down into the room. The Grand Archive was breathtaking. It was not a square room. It was a massive, perfect sphere. It looked like the inside of a giant, hollow globe. The walls of the sphere were lined with thousands of shelves. But there were no paper books here. Paper rots. Paper burns. Resting on the shelves were thousands of glowing, dormant crystal pedestals. Each pedestal held a small, beautifully carved memory crystal. These crystals contained the true, unfiltered history of the w
Chapter 769
Caster moved through the center, smashing skulls with his hardened wooden stick, moving like a calm dancer in a storm of fangs and claws. In less than three minutes, the courtyard was completely clear. The thirty void-beasts were reduced to puddles of muddy water, frozen ice, and gray dust. "Perimeter secured," Sikoa breathed heavily, wiping black tar off her steel daggers. "Good work," Caster said. He did not stop to rest. He walked quickly past the broken statues and pushed open the heavy, half-burned wooden doors of the academy. They stepped inside the main hall of the Sage Tower. It was dark. The beautiful blue magical lamps that used to light the halls were shattered. The walls were scorched black by fire. Caster led them down the main corridor. They passed rows of ruined classrooms. Caster looked into one of the rooms as they walked. The wooden desks were melted. The chalkboards were cracked. "This was my favorite classroom," Caster whispered sadly, pausing for a second.
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