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Chapter 840
Elias needed the ambient chaos of the broken world to feed the spinning machine. But Caster had just cleaned the world. The ambient chaotic planar energy was entirely gone. The atmosphere was completely purified by the golden and black wave. Without the thick, toxic energy in the air to feed on, Thorpe’s hastily built mechanical life-support systems were failing rapidly. The heavy brass pistons in his mechanical leg locked in place. The thick glass tubes on his shoulder stopped bubbling. The sick, angry red light in the center of his chest flickered, turning into a dull, dying orange. "No," Thorpe gasped. His mechanical voice box was broken. The voice that came out was weak, human, and full of raw panic. "No, no, no. The pressure. I need the pressure."He tried to stand up. He pushed with his heavy brass arm. The gears screamed without lubrication. The metal sparked. Thorpe’s body betrayed him. The machine could not carry its own weight anymore. He collapsed to his knees. He h
Chapter 839
The heavy wooden staff swung downward. It moved with the blinding, terrible speed of a falling star, aimed directly at Caster Spellbound’s exhausted, beating heart. The First Sage Chancellor’s eyes burned with cold, white fire. The ancient god-king wanted to crush the old alchemist and reclaim his throne. Caster did not close his eyes. He did not flinch. He stayed on his knees, his bloody hands locked onto the heavy brass rods of the Heart Alchemy Engine. “I am the author,” Caster thought. His mind was absolutely clear. “I wrote the new rules. The old world is closed.”The sharp tip of the wooden staff was only one inch away from Caster’s chest. Suddenly, the giant Central Node floating above them pulsed. It was the final, completing pulse of the cosmic dialyzer. Caster had pumped his perfectly balanced soul—the mixture of bright golden truth and dark, heavy consequence—into the very roots of the earth. The machine had processed the cure. The network had accepted the new code.
Chapter 838
Caster stared back at him. He did not have any magic left to fight. He was completely empty. "I saved your machine," Caster said softly. His raspy voice sounded incredibly weak compared to the booming voice of the ancient founder. "The world was breaking. I balanced the core.""You touched my core!" the Chancellor roared. The ancient man slammed the bottom of his wooden staff against the crystal floor. A shockwave of pure, blinding blue magic blasted out from the staff. It hit Caster in the chest, knocking him backward. Caster rolled across the floor, groaning in fresh agony. Up on the balcony, Sikoa screamed. She grabbed her daggers and ran toward the broken bridge, desperate to find a way down to help Caster. "Stay where you are, street rat," the Chancellor commanded without even looking up. He waved his left hand toward the balcony. An invisible wall of hard, solid blue magic slammed into Sikoa and Solon. It threw them backward, pinning them flat against the far wall of the
Chapter 837
The chaotic, dead void-energy that was keeping their bodies animated had been completely neutralized by Caster’s wave. The dark magic was cancelled out by the perfect balance of life and death. Without the dark magic pulling their strings, the puppets collapsed. It happened all at once. The twelve Thralls simply fell forward. Their heavy armor crashed against the blue crystal floor. Their weapons made of sharp black glass shattered into harmless dust. The thick purple smoke leaking from their eyes faded away. Their faces relaxed. They did not look like monsters anymore. They just looked like very tired, dead soldiers who had finally been allowed to go to sleep. The threat of Elias Thorpe’s personal army was finished. "They are down," Sikoa breathed. She let her daggers drop to her sides. "Look at the core," Solon whispered in awe. Sikoa turned her head. She looked at the center of the massive room. The Central Node was beautiful. Before, it had been blindingly white, covered
Chapter 836
The golden light of truth rejected the monster’s unnatural existence. The pitch-black magic of consequence pulled the monster's borrowed mass away.The flying blood-bat instantly lost its shape. It dissolved into a cloud of harmless, dry gray dust. The wind blew the dust away. The monster was completely erased.All across the continent, the exact same miracle happened.The giant tar-wolves turned to dirt and splashed into the mud. The massive ash-spiders crumbled into piles of broken, ordinary sand.Every single void-creature that had stepped out of the rifts was instantly neutralized and unmade by the wave of balance. Then, the wave hit the sky.The violent, swirling Black Storm of the Ash Void was raging in the clouds. The thick, dark gray atmosphere of the dead dimension was trying to choke the world.The wave of gold and black light crashed into the storm.The reaction was beautiful.
Chapter 835
The ancient man stepped out of the giant blue crystal. His white robes dragged across the smooth floor. His eyes burned with a terrifying, blinding white fire. "It is time for the master to clean the floors," the First Sage Chancellor whispered. Caster Spellbound heard the words. He saw the ancient founder walking toward him. But Caster could not move. He was still kneeling inside the Heart Alchemy Engine. His bloody, burned hands were locked tightly onto the heavy brass stabilizing rods. The silver wire glowed brightly around him. The dark, black iron sigil of the Ash Warden spun furiously between his knees. Caster was acting as the human bridge. He was pumping his own soul, a perfect, impossible mixture of bright golden truth and dark, freezing consequence, directly into the giant Central Node floating above him. He was fixing the broken world. And the process could not be stopped. “I cannot let go,” Caster thought. His mind was a storm of agony and focus. “If I let go to figh
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