Chapter 568
Chapter 568 Eve of the Planar Invasion
Greem saw the remains of the excavated Planar Door inside a large leather tent.
One could vaguely see the silhouette of the metal arch’s door standing in the center of the tent. It gave all visitors an oppressive feeling of might.
Scaffolds and metal platforms had already been constructed in front of and behind the metal door. Countless goblin technicians and engineers were busy working on the thing, climbing up and down. A large pile of ‘garbage’ had also accumulated in the corner of the tent. Several goblins were working on top of the pile with bamboo baskets on their backs. They were carefully picking out all the metal pieces in the debris that seemed like they could belong to the metal arch.
These metal shards came in all sizes. The large ones were as large as a goblin, while the smaller ones could be as tiny as a fingernail. Once these pieces had been carefully picked out of the pile, they would be sent to the goblin engineers, who would use their experience to determine whether the shard belonged to the Planar Door and where it originally belonged.
Greem stood at the edge of the busy work site. Blue light flashed in his eyes, and he instantly understood the condition of the Planar Door.
The upper half of the metal arch door was where the damage was most significant. Over 78% of the components there were visibly missing. In comparison, the two foundations of the arch door were still basically intact. However, the surface of the metal was cracked and dented all over the place. Its formerly strange patterns were now unrecognizable.
The fearsome spatial storm created by the explosion of the massive space furnace had also ravaged the area the Planar Door resided. Fortunately, the Planar Door was protected by a forcefield, allowing it to weather the initial period of the storm where it was the most ferocious. It was the massive faults in the ground and the collapse of the underground space that had caused the Planar Door to malfunction and its structure to be crushed and damaged.
All adept’s towers were fixed upon specific leyline nodes. Moving the towers by even an inch was difficult. However, the magic generator furnace could be liberally transplanted to any war machine, including the giant flying vessel flying in the ship right now.
A flying vessel that could travel throughout the world. This was the true reason why Greem was willing to do everything in his power to help Gazlowe construct an uber-magic generator furnace.
“Where’s the brain monster?” Meryl couldn’t help but curiously ask her teacher. She couldn’t find Gazlowe’s figure no matter how she looked around.
Greem didn’t reply. Instead, he pointed at the magic generator furnace with his finger.
Meryl once again closed her eyes to sense her surroundings. It was now that she vaguely sensed Gazlowe’s mental consciousness flux within the incomparably violent magic energies inside the magic generator furnace.
“He fitted himself into the magic generator furnace.” Meryl’s pretty eyes opened larger and larger. She didn’t dare believe her own senses.
The brain monster had been as large as a hill the last time she saw it. How did it manage to compress itself into a tiny ball and squeeze its way into the furnace?
Meryl couldn’t help but start fantasizing, and bloody scenes of carnage were quickly conjured up in her mind.
“It’s not as terrifying as you think,” A trace of a smile appeared on Greem’s youthful and handsome face as if he had already seen through Meryl’s thoughts, “Gazlowe created a clone for himself and transferred most of his actual consciousness into that clone. The clone’s only the size of an ordinary human’s brain. It’s a perfect fit to be installed within the magic generator furnace.”
Greem then changed the subject, his eyes moving to the flying vessel above.
“Gazlowe had put his main brain in the furnace three days ago. The secondary brain he left outside started growing and swelling without restraint ever since. Currently,” Greem paused for a moment, “Its new brain has almost taken up all the remaining space in the flying vessel.”
“It’s that big already?” Meryl raised her head to look at the giant ship that was taking up most of her vision. She betrayed an expression of disgust.
“I have already discussed with him. The massive underground space left behind from the excavation won’t be backfilled. Rather, it will be protected as the secondary brain’s depositary. At any rate, the outside is enveloped in radiation dust that won’t be dispersing any time soon. Ordinary creatures have no chance of making it here. It is the most suitable place for the brain to grow!”
Meryl looked around her.
A massive underground space that measured twenty to thirty kilometers in diameter and several thousands of meters in depth had been formed here after the excavation had concluded. The brain monster intended to use this place as the shelter for its secondary brain. How big did it mean to grow exactly?
Meryl felt goosebumps rise all over her body.
As expected, none of these fellows were normal!