Powell had disconnected all the communication spells.
Vulcan immediately went off to find him, muttering under his breath.
He knew what Powell had succeeded in doing.
"Seems he has succeeded in finding a portal to the unstable Demon World. Amazing."
He just couldn"t understand how to use the strange object.
Vulcan couldn"t believe Powell had even managed to find materials to fix the thing.
Surely, Powell had a completely different level of knowledge of magic.
Also, judging from what Powell had excitedly told him earlier, it seemed he had not ended with simply fixing this object.
Vulcan pushed away the thoughts that had been bothering him all this time and decided to focus on what Powell had restored.
"Wow…" Vulcan exclaimed.
"What do you think? Amazing, isn"t it?"
Powell asked, his nose in the air.
Under normal circ.u.mstances, Vulcan wouldn"t have shown any proper reaction, but he couldn"t help it this time.
What Powell had made was amazing.
And it wasn"t simply amazing.
It was an object that seemed it could solve all of the problems he had been having until just now. The object"s option settings popped up.
[A Legendary Item - A Portal to the Demon World] [Level Limitations - Do Not Exist] [Specialties : Helps open a portal to the demon world once a week. Unlike the unstable entrances, this helps one to enter the demon world they desire. You may return 24 hours later once you enter through the portal.+This was a demon object made by the corrupt Dark Mage Marco Grid, but perfected with the use of supplemental materials. It has been upgraded by the Mage Powell, who is at the highest level and knowledgeable in magic.
"Good. I can now go reunite with Rock Cigar whenever I want!"
Vulcan turned to Powell.
"Amazing. I can"t believe you can choose which demon world to visit…" Vulcan said.
"Just as I expected. Being a player is quite convenient. I can also identify magical objects as soon as I lay my eyes on them. Hehehehe." Powell laughed hysterically at the sight of Imph, who had shrunk in size to work on the complicated parts. It seemed he needed someone who would handle it delicately.
Excited, Powell proceeded to explain about the fundamentals of the magical object.
"I still can"t believe I made this. This object is capable of sharing the smallest amount of energy with other dimensions rather than existing on its own and has the smallest amount of mage within it. If you study it closely, you"ll notice that they are all different from each other. But of course, it"s thanks to the demons from the different dimension you brought me! It helped me to differentiate them all, so I appreciate that! Anyway, I"m trying to figure out how they can each be returned to its own dimension after the connection is over…."
Vulcan quietly listened as Powell droned on and on. He had to admit - Powell"s explanation was quite interesting. Vulcan also knew from experience he would only receive the beating of his life if he interrupted Powell in the middle of his "talks". Vulcan eventually reached the point where he didn"t understand a single word Powell was saying, but he continued to nod his head and reacted to Powell"s words throughout the rest of his speech.
When Powell was done, Vulcan spoke up, relieved he was over.
"But… how come you"ve made so many of these?" Vulcan asked as he peered at the objects rolling around their feet on the floor. Vulcan counted at least ten. Powell followed his glance and waved his hand dismissively.
"Oh, this? This is just to hand out to the other G.o.ds as a gift-."
"Are you out of your mind?"
"Excuse me? Is that the tone you use with someone who"s your teacher?" Powell snapped, frowning. He immediately transformed into his true form as a giant.
"You"re not even making sense, and you know it." Vulcan retorted, still looking dumbfounded.
Powell shook his head.
"What don"t you get? Who are you, Klutus? And what was the name of that kid who became a G.o.d recently? Kids nowadays…" Powell grumbled. "You are all just itching for an Act 3 lifestyle. If I send these without knowing, I bet they couldn"t be more pleased. And wouldn"t it be more fun if we all attacked the demon worlds rather than simply defending our world?"
Vulcan sighed.
"The G.o.ds aren"t as physically powerful as we are, Powell. Entering the demon world where they can"t even use magical powers would mean instant death."
"But you got loads of that - what was it - the magical crafts set! Wouldn"t that offer protection?"
Vulcan shook his head dismissively. This dragon was truly submissive to its desires and interests, while not being considerate of the dangers that would follow.
"Also, don"t you think that having the capability to open portals to the dimension of one"s choice means they can choose the level of the demon world to fight in. We"re capable of doing that - we know the mage level of the demon world just by sensing the energy from the portal so if we teach the young G.o.ds how to do the same, they can choose a demon world they can handle and we can all have some fun."
"So while we are over in the demon world, leaving our world defenseless, do you really think the demons will just sit back and let us take over? If they take that opportunity to attack us…"
"Then I"ll get rid of the demon kings myself and let the others each take over a demon world!"
"He"s right in a way… looks like he detests how Act 3 is currently being managed."
Vulcan was also feeling frustrated with the old G.o.ds who were in charge of Act 3.
Not only did the G.o.ds always have a list of do"s and don"ts for him to follow, the G.o.ds were always asking them to watch over the humans.
However, Vulcan wasn"t up to dealing with trouble no matter how much he wanted change to happen in Act 3. If something were to happen after the G.o.ds had taken claim over the demon world among themselves, he and Powell would have to take responsibility.