The soldiers were thrown back onto the ground from the enormous invisible power. The shockwave caused cracks to spread on the pillars and floor of the temple. However, that was just the beginning. The Hell River started to vibrate. It started to tremble like pudding. When the screams continued, it started to shake and gradually became bigger like a surging tsunami. And a huge whirlpool was produced with the crystal temple in the centre.
Ku ku ku ku, ku ku ku ku, ku ku ku ku!
“The temple is rising!”
One of the soldiers moaning on the ground muttered. His words were correct. He couldn’t sense it clearly inside the crystal temple but it was rising. It was like a huge raft floating back and forth in the centre of the swirling Hell River.
“The Hell River……it is flooding……”
Ark muttered with a foolish expression. The situation became when he looked at the rising temple. The Hell River was like the floodgates to a dam blocking a huge river had been released. At this speed it would fill the hell immediately. And the place the Hell River was heading towards was the only exit, the Hell Door. No, it was the secret dungeon, Silvana and then Nagaran. It was the true meaning of ruin.
“Now it’s all over……”
Ark looked at the Hell Altar with a blank expression. The Hell Altar was the ancient device which controlled the Hell River…… Despite all his efforts, the altar had been triggered. And it was broken. That’s right. That was important. The trigger had been broken. Now all Ark could do was watch as the Hell River flooded Nagaran.
‘Wait?’
It was at that moment. Ark who was struggling in a sea of despair felt a spark of light in his head. Ark quickly looked around him. Thanks to the shockwave, his group was scattered all over the place. The shock wave didn’t do any damage but they were also in despair from witnessing the Hell River flooding. However Ark wasn’t looking for them.
‘Where on earth is he? Ah, there he is!’
Ark eyed a prone body on the ground near a pillar. Ark immediately rushed over and shook the body while shouting.
“Wormer!”
“Ugh, don’t shout! It feels like my ears will break!”
The lump of flesh…..Wormer shouted angrily.
“I don’t have time to talk. Did you see the Hell Altar?”
“Hell Altar? That thing?”
Wormer looked at the altar split in half. Ark nodded and said.
“Can it be repaired?”
That’s right. This was the method Ark came up with. The altar had been activated but Silvana wasn’t submerged yet. This was the lowest layer of the secret dungeon. The Hell River was out of control but didn’t he still have time before it left? Then what if he could seal the altar back up? He might be able to stop the Hell River from going out of control. The problem is that the altar had been destroyed in hell right away! Ark had thought everything was ended…..too many incidents happened in a short time that he could hardly think. Broken things could be repaired. This was the idea that passed through his head. And didn’t Ark have a great mechanic with him? But Wormer looked at the Hell Altar and shook his head.
“I don’t know. I can’t imagine the type of mechanism that could control the Hell River.”
“Huh? Then?”
“But……”
Wormer took out a spanner and laughed.
“The altar that Alan broke is nothing but a huge switch. So the altar is just a mechanical device. If I repair the broken circuits and replace the gear then it should be enough to fix it. Well, it is possible for me.”
‘That’s it. Then there is still hope!’
Ark asked with eager eyes.
“How long will it take?”
“I can’t know until I examine it myself.”
“Then hurry up!”
“Understood. But can you really stop the Hell River if I repair the altar?”
Wormer’s question reminded him about the warning message that appeared. In fact, Ark had thought everything ended when the Hell Altar was triggered. But the warning message said that the magic had gone out of control and wouldn’t stop until the whole area was submerged. In order words, wasn’t there something to stop the magic from going out of control? That’s right. The warning message let him know that something could stop the Hell River.
“It can stop. No, it’s going to stop!”
Ark exclaimed in a decisive voice.
“That confidence can’t appear out of nowhere. Okay, I’ll display my capabilities.”
Wormer smiled and ran towards the altar.
If Wormer repaired the altar then the problem of the Hell River flooring would be solved. However, he had to leave it to Wormer.
‘Then the work I have to do……’
Ark pulled out his sword and turned around. Wormer needed time to repair the altar to stop the flooding. The Hell Altar was just a mechanical device. And the Hell Stone was the artifact that controlled the Hell River. It was the black stone Alan was holding in his hand. Alan and the Avengers were also scattered because of the shock wave. While Wormer was running to the altar, Alan laughed and raised the Hell Stone.
“I can guess what your idea is. Do you want this?”
Ark grinned and nodded.
“I want it. I will cut your neck to get it.”
“Didn’t you confirm the other day that your skills aren’t enough?”
“Why don’t we confirm it again?”
“I would love to but……”
Alan stared at him before shaking his head.
“I don’t have time to play with you today.”
“What?”
“Ark, that is……the magic charger!”
Wormer shouted from the altar. Ark’s eyes caught Jewel quickly moving towards Alan. No, he saw the object Jewel was holding. It was a large cylindrical object made with a silver metal. Ark had previously seen it in Wormer’s secret base.
If Ark’s memory was correct……
-Magic Charger
Type: 3rd grade invention
Design and Production: Wormer
A type of battery that can store magic energy. It can store 5,000 MG at one time. If all the MG is consumed then it is possible to charge it and use it again. This magic charger was made using Wormer’s specific standards.
“Damn, that’s mine. These thieves!”
Wormer grinded his teeth together. However, Ark didn’t care about who was the owner of the charger.
‘MG battery! Don’t tell me…..?’
Panic spread on Ark’s face as he remembered the information about the magic charger. In fact, Ark had come up with the way to stop the Hell River by assuming that Alan couldn’t use the quantum transmitter again. Once the quantum machine was used, it needed to be charged with MG to be used again. Therefore the quantum transmitter became like scrap iron after it was used once. That was Ark’s reasoning. However, the situation was different if Alan had a magic charger.
“Why do you look surprised?”
Alan grinned and muttered.
“Didn’t I say it? The reason I came here was to look for the heart as well as flooding the Hell River. The heart is ours now. Did you really think we wouldn’t come prepared to use the quantum transmitter twice? Did you expect that I would flood the Hell River and die along with you? I don’t regard my life that cheaply.”
Alan raised a finger. Jewel smiled and placed the charger into the quantum transmitter. Sparks flew from the antenna attached to the top of the machine. Alan was going to disappear with the Hell Stone! Ark instantly used Sprint and shouted.
“Wait. You bastard, are you running away?”
“The dog who lost the fight is barking louder.”
Alan muttered with a smug expression. Timosi hooked her arms with Alan’s and shouted.
“Bye. You guys can enjoy swimming in the Hell River!’
The sparks gradually intensified as they revolved around Alan and the Avengers. At the same time, Alan and the Avengers turned into light and was sucked into the antenna. Ark’s eyes darkened as he saw the scene from dozens of metres away.
“U-unbelievable……!”
Alan had run away. And there was no method to chase after them.
Jiiiiiiiik, kwa kwa kwa kwa kwa kwa!
500 lights spun towards the ceiling. This was the moment Nagaran was confirmed to be ‘ruined.’ No, just as he thought that.
……Kwa kwa kwa kwa kwa kwa!
“What, what the?”
Ark’s eyes widened as he heard a thud. Alan and the Avengers had been successfully converted to quantum matter. And they were moving somewhere through the antenna. At this point, there were no problems and everything was as it should be. Yet some unexpected developments occurred. The beam fired from the antenna hit the ceiling and bounced around several places. After bouncing around for a while, the light was sucked back into the antenna. There was a huge flash and sparks rose on the quantum transmitter. The sparks soon turned into Alan and the Avenger members.
“What is this?”
“Ugh, this is?”