Chapter 80
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A young man in a black robe suddenly moved forward, screaming loudly and alerting the people around him.

"Hey, calm down," one of his companions said.

Caster's eyes widened in shock. He wasn't sure what was going on. His first instinct was to check his right arm. He remembered using a scroll he had made, which was unreliable and dangerous.

Caster had used an entire monster sheep pelt and high-quality magic ink to create the magic spell by combining as many fire arrow magic box as possible. He
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  • Chapter 817

    Solon knelt on the floor next to her. The pale archivist was barely conscious. His white bandages were completely soaked in dark blood. He held his heavy brass stabilizing rod like a sniper rifle. He rested the barrel on the arm of a stone golem. He aimed carefully at the heavy drill. "I see it," Solon coughed. He closed his pale eyes. He pushed a tiny spark of his own life force into the quartz tip of the rod. "For the library," Solon whispered. He fired. A massive, invisible shockwave of pure kinetic force shot out of the brass rod. It flew through the gap in the shield. It hit the heavy iron drill perfectly in the center. The heavy machine exploded backward. It flipped end over end, crushing the ten soldiers who were pushing it. The drill bit shattered into useless pieces. "Perfect shot, book-worm!" Sikoa cheered. But as Solon lowered the brass rod, he fell sideways. He hit the blue crystal floor. He was completely out of energy. His breathing was so shallow it was almost

  • Chapter 816

    Caster crawled forward. He knelt right over the bloody iron sigil. He reached his hands out. He grabbed the two main heavy brass stabilizing rods. His left hand gripped the left rod. His bleeding right hand gripped the right rod. He became the human wire connecting the machine to the earth. He looked up at the massive, screaming, cracking Central Node floating directly above his head. "Breathe," Caster commanded the machine. Caster closed his eyes. He reached into his chest. He grabbed the tiny golden seed. He did not use it as a weapon. He did not use it as a wall. He used the golden magic of pure truth to pump his own life force through his arms. The golden light rushed down his shoulders. It flowed through his elbows. It poured into his hands. The golden light hit the heavy brass rods. The moment the light touched the metal, the Heart Alchemy Engine woke up. The sound was not loud. It was incredibly deep. It felt like a massive, heavy heartbeat echoing through the entire pla

  • Chapter 815

    Caster wanted the three brass rods to act like giant magnets. He wanted them to suck the violent, corrupted magic out of the cracked Central Node above. He wanted the magic to flow down into his triangle.The triangle would force the chaotic energy to spin in a perfect, logical circle. The spinning would calm the magic down. It would filter the noise. Then, the clean, stabilized mana would be pumped safely back into the floor, healing the broken roots of the world. It was a brilliant, flawless theory. But there was a terrible problem. Caster stared at the three brass rods. They were not moving. The copper wire was cold. The machine was completely dead. "It needs a spark," Caster realized with a heavy, sinking feeling in his chest. "It needs a catalyst."An engine cannot start without a spark plug. A filter cannot work if there is nothing inside it to attract the poison. Caster touched his own chest. He felt the tiny, warm golden seed humming inside his soul. "I cannot use the gol

  • Chapter 814

    Caster Spellbound brought the two heavy brass rods down with all his might. He did not hit Elias Thorpe in the head. He did not hit the madman’s mechanical chest. Caster aimed for the thick, glowing red and purple cables that connected Thorpe to the giant, floating white crystal. The clear quartz tips of the brass rods smashed directly into the magical cables. The golden light in Caster’s eyes flared, pushing pure, heavy truth into the strike. The chaotic blood magic could not resist the absolute law of Caster’s will. The thick cables snapped in half. "NO!" Elias Thorpe screamed. The sound was not just a human yell. It was the sound of a man having his soul ripped out of a socket. The infinite, terrible power of the universe was violently disconnected from his body. A massive shower of bright red sparks exploded into the air. The sudden loss of power hit Thorpe like a speeding train. The half-machine man flew backward off the raised stone altar. He crashed hard onto the blue cr

  • Chapter 813

    "I am the network now," Thorpe roared in triumph. "I feel the ley-lines. I feel the oceans. I feel the beating hearts of every single pathetic human on the surface."Thorpe raised his arms. The cables attached to his chest pulsed thickly. "I am going to rewrite it all," Thorpe declared. "I am going to erase the chaos. I will burn away the weak. I will create a perfect, silent, still world of iron and ash. I am God!""You are a parasite," Caster said coldly. He stepped onto the bottom stair of the stone altar. "And I am the cure."Thorpe smiled a terrible, god-like smile. "You think you can fight me here?" Thorpe mocked. "I control the very ground you stand on, Caster. I control the air you breathe. I can delete you from reality with a single thought."To prove his point, Thorpe twitched his fingers. The physical rules of the cavern instantly broke. Gravity shifted violently. Caster was suddenly thrown off his feet. He flew upward toward the dark ceiling, completely helpless in the

  • Chapter 812

    "If the soldiers set up those heavy drills, they will punch right through those gaps and shatter the focal points of the runes," Solon explained. "Then we make sure they cannot set up the drills," Sikoa smiled fiercely. Sikoa reached down and picked up a heavy, stolen Glassview magical rifle from the floor. She checked the blue ammunition crystal. It was fully loaded. She slung the rifle strap over her shoulder and kept her two daggers ready. "I am a terrible shot," Solon muttered. He looked down at his own empty hands. Then, Solon reached into his heavy gray cloak. He pulled out one of the thick, heavy brass stabilizing rods. The rods they had taken from the Founders' Armory. The rod was a heavy, blunt spear with a clear quartz crystal tip. "These rods were used to pin reality down," Solon said, a clever spark returning to his pale eyes. "They channel raw kinetic force perfectly. If I use my own life force, I can use this rod like a sniper rifle. I can shoot pure, concentrated

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