Chapter 748: Artificial

Chapter 748: Artificial

Alex pointed to an instrument resembling a temperature gauge filled with blue glowing liquid.

I've put enough of Hannahs energy into the controls so youll be able to use them, Birger, he said to the giant. As long as the gauge has liquid in it, youll have enough energy to operate the sanctum without me. Keldas foresights really something to admire: she installed an energy storage compartment inside the controls that takes and holds Hannah's energy for a while. I believe she put it in so her assistants could use the sanctums functions if she wasn't around.

Good on her, Birger said, his voice sounding well pleased. Of course shed think of something like that. Somy question is, what do you want me to do?

Operate the traps. The General of Thameland nodded to a swarm of small portals hovering above the controls, each a window to a different room in the sanctum. You'll be able to see into every room through these portals, but youll have to learn which portal corresponds to which room. When you know that, Alex pointed to rows of buttons on the controls. You'll be able to use these buttons to turn the traps on and off.

The old giant raised an eyebrow. But why would I be turning the traps off? Shouldnt I just leave them on so that secret church lot gets slaughtered?

Alex shook his head. That's what I was thinking at first: until I realised it wouldnt work. Not if our plan is to get rid of all of them at once. If we want them dead, well have to lure them deep into the sanctum.

And why is that? Birger asked. Seems to me that once you lure them here, you can just close the portals behind them and theyll be trapped. Doesn't matter how many trapsthey walk into. The old firbolg smiled viciously as he imagined their hunters being cut down like dying trees.

The young wizard smiled weakly. I wish it was so simple: but there's a problem with that. The first time my friends and I came up against the hidden churchback in Thamelandthey escaped using some kind of miracle. The ones who we didnt kill became these pulses of light that streaked away through the sky, and just disappeared. If it wasnt for that, we probably could have finished them off.

So you think they might be able to escape again? Birger asked.

There's a distinct possibility they could, Alex said grimly. And they're smart: if we lure them into a trap, and they start taking losses early, they'll retreat, and if they get away, they'll be a lot more cautious in the future. They've been after us for months now andas far as they knowwere still completely vulnerable to them: so the moment they get a whiff of our trail, theyll come running like the dinner bells ringing. But, if we only kill some of them, and the rest get away

I doubt theyll take the bait a second time. Then if we ever want our lives back, well have to be the ones trying to hunt them down, Birger nodded. Makes sense. So you want to lure those rats as deep into the sanctum as we can get them before we start turning up the heat?

Exactly, Alex smiled viciously. We want to make sure they're well into the trap before we really spring it on them. To start off withah! Bjorgrund, youre back!

The young giant stepped from a portal and into the lab with an easy, excited swagger to his gait. Nice collection of traps in here. I looked over all of them, he said. You asked me which of them we should use first, right?

Bjorgrund came up beside his father and Alex and pointed at one of the window-portals hovering above the controls. My first choice would be those goddess statues with the fire-beams, theyre what Id pick to use on the church first.

Alex shook his head. I dont think so, because if we hit them with those fire-beams, whoever doesnt get fried, will immediately turn tail and run. We've got to lure them in, like we're slow-boiling a frog.

Bjorgrunds eyes went wide. Why would anyone slow boil a frog? That's sick!

It's just an expressioneven though in some places people actually eat frogs Alex shook his head. Nevermind! The point is, if we start with fire-beams and blow most of them up, the rest'll just retreat right away. We've got to get them deep enough into the sanctum that we can kill all of them.

The young giant sighed in disappointment. Alrightbut, I still wanna see those fire-beams in actionbut you've got a point. Then, I think that room theres a good choice. He pointed to another window-portal.

Ah, is that the trap that shoots poisoned spears? Birger asked.

Yeah! It's deadly, and it'll kill some of them, but probably not enough to make them anything but really mad. They'll just keep coming for us.

Perfect, and then we can hit them with the deadlier traps, good thinking Bjorgrund, Alex said. So, keeping that in mindcould I get you two to plan a route through the sanctum?

Father and son looked at each other. A route? Birger asked. What do you mean by a route?

Alex pointed at the map. We should gently guide them through the sanctum. By opening and closing portals to different rooms, we can herd them where we want them to go, and keep them away from places we don't want them in. So what youll need to do is look at the different traps and make a corridor through the sanctum. Don't just choose one path, if we leave a couple of portals open, it wont seem like we're purposely directing them to where we want them to go. It gives the illusion of choice, which is what we want them to believe.

Above him the bane knife that ValRok had lent him hovered, gripped by a glowing Wizards Hand surrounded by the armstipped with banescalpelsattached to Keldas machine.

Floating above him was a clear, magically treated basin, ready to hold his soul-stuff. Inside the vessel was where hed be constructing his artificial mana pool. His heart was pounding, but he breathed deeply, trying to relax.

Remember, he thought. Thisll be a lot easier than removing the Marks patch. Much easier. Just follow the design you created, let the Mark of the General guide you, and get it done. No point in waiting.

Another Wizards Hand floated to the basin, carrying the bottle of soul stuff, and poured the shining liquid. It ran into the waiting vessel freely. Then the scalpels began their work.

The blades cut, pierced and kneaded the soul stuff with Alex's precise control. He called on the Mark of the General to guide him, producing images of his previous work harvesting pieces of his soul, as well as mana manipulation.

The substance was a formless liquid at first, Alex pressed a mana conductor to the bottom of the basin, sending careful pulses of energy into it, changing the liquid, turning it to a gel that was reacting to the mana and the blades actions. Soon, what was once a runny liquid began forming into a thicker, syrupy substance.

As the blades continued kneading the mana charged soul stuff, it kept thickening, turning viscous. Thick liquid formed, settling into the precise pathways of an artificial mana pool. Artificial fibres, for mana generationeven more efficient than his natural oneswere shaped by the knivespreparing to begin creating the power for his spells.

He shaped tiny threads of soul stuff to connect the fibres of his natural mana pool, to allow them to power each other. Finally, he carved the general structure of the pool so it would occupy the exact space as his natural mana pool.

It was a difficult concept to wrap one's head around: from what he'd read, most wizards had simply implanted the artificial mana pool beside their natural one then connected the two.

But a mana pool didn't occupy physical space, much like the soul.

There was no reason he couldn't position the artificial version around the original one through mana manipulation techniques.

Almost like a patch. He grinned, looking at the image of his mana pool that the Cage projected. Thanks for the help, Uldar. Your design inspired this concept. Connecting the pools together, side by side, would provide a lot more power, just as ValRok had said. But laying one atop the other would also create more efficiency, and allow them to support each other better. The power output should be exponentially greater.

At last, he was almost through, hed finished constructing the mana pool in the basin.

It gleamed like a miniature sun, ready to generate even more power than his natural mana could. He couldn't wait to see what it would do in conjunction with what he already had.

With the greatest care, Alex let the bane knives hold the artificial mana like tongs, then lowered the construction into his being. He could feel it slide into him, burrowing into his essence and very soul, joining with them.

Controlled with mana manipulation the Cages arms set the artificial mana pool in place, adhering it to his natural one. Bane blades gently snipped the fibres of his pool, joining them with the strands of his new one.

He took care, controlling his mana, keeping it flowing away from the new pool until it was fully connected. The work was slow, tedious, and had to be meticulous, as he attached each artificial strand to his natural fibres.

Alex was dimly aware of the giants, breaking for supper, going off to bed while he continued his work.

At last, the finicky task was almost done.

He connected the last strand to the final fibre of his mana pool, joining the two together.

Then, taking a deep breath, he poured energy into the artificial pool.

Its inner energies sparked.

Alex felt like a new star had come to life deep within the pit of his core.