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Chapter 627
The mud was thick, cold, and sticky. It grabbed Caster Spellbound’s heavy black boots and tried to pull him down. All around him, the world was screaming. The massive, flat land of the Rift Plains had turned into a total nightmare. The sky above was split in two. Behind Caster, the sky glowed with the bright, sharp blue light of the Glassview Army. In front of him, the sky was a sick, bloody red, lit up by the massive, walking machine called the Crimson Engine. "Keep moving, old man!" Sikoa yelled. She grabbed the collar of Caster’s heavy gray jacket and pulled him forward. They ran through the camp. Tents were on fire. Young Glassview soldiers were running in every direction, completely panicked. The red energy beams from the Crimson Alliance had hit the front lines, turning the earth into jagged, sharp spikes of bloody bone. Caster coughed. The air smelled like burning flesh, melted iron, and pure panic. He held onto his broken wooden walking stick tightly. He wore the gray un
Chapter 626
Caster grabbed a heavy, flat iron wrench. He grabbed a piece of rough flint stone from his bag. He scooped a tiny bit of the silver paste onto the end of a thin brass wire. He held the brass wire directly over the hissing crack in the purple glass. He took a deep breath. Clack. Caster struck the iron wrench against the flint stone directly over the paste. A bright, hot spark of normal, physical fire flew from the stones. The spark hit the silver paste. Instantly, Caster jammed the hot, sparking silver paste directly into the crack on the purple glass. The dark magic screamed. SKREEEE! The purple light flashed blindly. Caster held his bare thumb directly over the hot silver paste, pressing it hard into the crack. The hot metal burned his skin terribly. The smell of burning flesh filled the air. Caster did not pull his hand away. He pushed with all his physical strength, holding the pressure inside the glass. For three agonizing seconds, the battery shook violently. It was fi
Chapter 625
Caster reached into his tool bag. He pulled out a small brass wrench. He did not use magic. He used simple, smart alchemy. He tightened the small brass housing around the crystal. He rubbed a piece of clean cloth over the glass to clear away the mud. The crystal stopped flickering. It began to pulse with a steady, warm blue light. Thump. Thump. Thump. It matched the boy’s heartbeat perfectly. "Thank you, sir," the boy whispered, hugging the blue crystal to his chest. "My name is Toby. I just want to go back to my mother’s farm.""I know, Toby," Caster said gently. He patted the boy’s muddy shoulder. "Be brave."Caster stood up. He moved to the next soldier. Then the next. For three hours, Caster worked in the mud. He fixed broken straps. He cleaned dirty crystals. He tightened loose bolts. He hated every single second of it. He was helping the war machine. He was preparing these boys to go out and kill other boys. His struggle tore at his mind. He wanted to scream. He wanted to us
Chapter 624
An hour later, the rain finally stopped. Caster Spellbound sat in the driver’s seat of the heavy gray military truck. He hated driving. The machine was loud, and the steering wheel was heavy. He was no longer wearing his simple brown cloak. He was wearing the uniform of a dead man. He wore thick, dark gray canvas pants. He wore heavy black leather boots. He wore a thick, gray waterproof jacket. On his head, he wore a wide steel helmet pulled very low over his eyes to hide his face. The jacket was too big for him. It hung loosely on his frail, old body. On the shoulder of the jacket, there was a patch that read: ARCANE LOGISTICS CORPS. Sikoa sat in the passenger seat next to him. She also wore a stolen gray uniform. She had hidden her black eye-patch under a heavy pair of military goggles. She kept a heavy magical rifle resting on her lap. "I cannot believe we are doing this," Sikoa muttered. She looked at the forged deployment papers resting on the dashboard. "If they check thes
Chapter 623
The cold rain poured down on the ruined cathedral. Lightning flashed in the dark sky. Caster Spellbound stood perfectly still in the mud. He held his broken wooden walking stick. Next to him, Sikoa the rogue held her two sharp steel daggers. They were trapped. Five soldiers from the Crimson Alliance stood in the broken doorway of the church. The soldiers wore long, blood-red coats. They held heavy, twisted brass rifles. The glass tanks on their rifles bubbled with sick, screaming red energy. The lead soldier pointed his rifle directly at Caster’s chest. "Do not move, Glassview rats," the Crimson soldier growled. "You are coming with us to the furnaces."Caster looked at the glowing red weapon. He knew what that red energy was. It was the stolen souls of innocent people, burned to make magic. The thought made Caster’s stomach twist with absolute sickness. The soldier’s finger pulled the heavy iron trigger. SKREEEE! The rifle screamed. A beam of thick, dark red light shot out of
Chapter 622
"Here is the plan," Caster said. His mind was racing, building the most dangerous, impossible strategy he had ever created. Sikoa stepped closer to listen. Lysane leaned close to her mirror in the cave. "I have the silver kill-switch ring," Caster said, holding up his right hand so they could see the plain metal band on his finger. "I can freeze the entire Glassview army with a single thought. I will trigger the collapse of General Verne’s forces. I promise you that.""But if you freeze them, Thorpe will harvest them," Sikoa reminded him. "Yes," Caster nodded. "Which means I cannot trigger the ring until Elias Thorpe’s machine is completely broken."Caster pointed to the glowing red blueprints on the floor. "We are not going to stay in Glassview and watch the battle," Caster declared. "General Verne is marching her army to the western valley to block the Crimson Engine. The two armies are going to crash into each other tomorrow morning.""While they are busy fighting each other in
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