Chapter 155 - The Requirements

The gentle coolly wind that had made its way inside and had brushed Alastor’s long black hair back, and he inhaled deeply. The room is spacious but there was no ventilation aside from the small hole coming from the top of the pyramid and on some sides of the wall, so, it’s no wonder why Alastor is having a hard time adjusting to the location.

Timber leads the way, inserting through the massive corridors until they got inside from a small chamber.

In the center, A giant rock with a hole in the center in a circular shape laid on the ground.

“So much space, yet the center only has so much little to breathe,” Alastor said.

“What’s that?” Alastor queried over the odd-looking shape of a rock. “You guys trying to build a monument?”

“Al, that smart mouth of yours will get you into trouble one of these days. Best to keep it shut when you’re in a foreign place for your sake and others.” Timber said with a hint of condescension. “You of all people who came from that place should keep that in mind as well as the others.”

Timber continued. “This monument you spoke of is an ancient relic that scattered throughout the planet.” He said pensively.

“Relic?” Alastor exclaimed. “This size?”

“Yes.”

“So, what does this thing do?” Alastor asked, beginning to walk around, casually observing the said relic.

“Oh, it can do many things. The legends said that this thing was once used by the ancient hunters to travel on any other dimensions and planets.”

“Well, that’s convenient.” Alastor spurted in disbelief.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Timber glowered.

“That kind of power only exists in billions of possibilities. I don’t believe this thing has the capability to do it.” Alastor responded.

“What makes you say that?” Timber inquired.

“Come on, man. You can definitely tell that it’s a hoax. A power like that would require a lot of juice and frankly, I can’t sense any mana of it.”

Timber gave Alastor a wicked grin.

“Is something wrong?” Alastor had to ask. There might definitely be something wrong with him. He thought.

“You do know that mana is not the only thing that can be regarded as the source of power now don’t, we?”

But his challenging thought didn’t dissuade Alastor.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Timber answered. “There are other aspects in this world that can be used as a fuel.”

Alastor’s brow furrowed. “Like what? You’re not seriously referring to dark energy or celestial energy, aren’t you?”

“Could, could.”

“That’s complete bullshit. Those elements are hard to control. It would take a lot of effort to perform a ritual that would contain those kinds of energies.”

Alastor halted and stood in front of Timber.

“Think, Alastor, think. Did you actually think that we need those kinds of energies to harness to activate this thing?” Timber responded to him hastily.

Alastor gave Timber’s a second thought. Even what he’s saying is amiss to reality, there’s a truth in his words.

He dug deeper in his mind. Alastor searches for answers like someone who’s scanning a book. Until he found one.

“Nature energy.” He muttered.

They were thought how to harness nature energy before backing in the glade, but only rarely were able to use natural energy and perform it without any kind of complication. But for the tribunal hunters, it would be a cinch.

He read in the textbook since birth a tribunal hunter possessed a shed of natural energy that they can use to perform magic and to copy the abilities of a monster. Alastor didn’t consider that as a viable option as he assumed that he would need to exert a tremendous amount of effort to accumulate a large portion of nature of energy to activate it, but it turns out, he didn’t need one, he had an entire tribe that will help him to make it possible.

But one thing that remained a question in his mind, how would they know that this little experiment of them if they continue will succeed? In a live and dangerous experiment like this, there will be never a second chance to do it again if they failed.

Surely, Timber wouldn’t be so naïve about not giving it a doubt before proceeding to test it.

“I guess you don’t need to harness those if you had the entire tribe to help you.” Alastor proclaimed at last.

“Yep. We already have enough juice to jumpstart this baby.” Timber smiled knowingly. He said as he crouched.

“But there is one thing I would like to ask,” Alastor said. “How do you know that your plan will work?”

“I don’t know.”

It wasn’t the reply he was expecting of. Perhaps he didn’t hear it right.

“I’m sorry what?” Alastor repeated the same question.

“I don’t know.” And he gets the same response.

“Under no circumstances, you’re allowing your men to walk and participate in an experiment that has no reassurance if this thing gonna work?”

Timber rose and gave him a smirk. “There is nothing to worry about it. The trial won’t be happening until we dig more information about this thing.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Well, if we can’t find any more information on how to open this thing in a much more efficient way, I guess I have to round them around and give it a go.”

“Unbelievable.” It’s the only thing Alastor could say.

Alastor noticed dust fell off from the walls. He glanced up when the entire pyramid suddenly trembled. And there’s a loud explosion somewhere outside.

A man rushes in. His face is horrid.

“My liege, we are under attack!” He announced.

“What?!” Timber snapped. “Who dumbass manages to find and would attack us?!”

“I think it’s not a ‘who’, sir. It’s what.” His man responded.

Alastor raised a brow.

The man continued. “It was monsters who are attacking us, my liege.”

But Timber is a man who has a gravitas of a leader.

“Tell the captains to gather troops and engage in defense position. Just as we planned for escape, secure the women and children and those who can’t fight. Make sure you will make a way for them to escape if the situation will get worse.”

“What about Caroline, is she safe?” Alastor asked.

“I don’t know, sir.” The man replied and he flee towards the battlefield.

“It’s been educational and all but I need to go back and make sure she’s fine.”

“I’m coming with you too.”

Alastor and Timber sprinted outside the pyramid and saw the gray ash of smoke that trailed to the sky from the temple.

Bird-gecko-like monsters rallied in the sky and spread, each had its own targets, including Alastor and Timber.

Alastor readied his weapon, flicking it with one whoosh and feeling the tremors of the heavy air. His heart started racing in anticipation.

The beak of the Bird-Gecko swoop and dive towards.

Alastor and Timber evaded the narrow attack.

“Al!” Timber called to him. “You go! I’ll handle this!”

Alastor nodded.

Alastor rushed back to the temple but it was not easy as it sounded to be.