The Dead Island City had transformed, with a vibrant river flowing around its once barren shores. The water shimmered under the sun, glinting with the hues of sapphire and emerald, making the city seem alive again. More people had returned, drawn by the promise of prosperity. The entire city buzzed with excitement, a stark contrast to the lifeless place it had been before.
Two days had passed since Kent paid the Doom family five times the cost of constructing the teleportation gate. Today, over 10,000 workers arrived in Dead Island City, working under the orders of the Doom family. These workers were under the supervision of more than 20 Supreme Mages, experts in space element mastery.
Each one carried a blueprint designed by the Frost family, carefully adjusted to Kent’s specifications.
By afternoon, the chief of construction, Kala Doom, floated above the site, distributing duties. His voice echoed across the construction site, “Men, today we begin laying the foundation! The first batch, to your positions! Begin the underground digging.”
With a loud cry, a thousand muscular workers wielding long drilling magical tools began to cast their spells. The ground trembled as they dug deeper and deeper into the earth, casting waves of magic to break through the loose soil. The crowd of villagers watched in awe, whispering among themselves.
“This is all because of Lord Kent,” the city guards, stunted beast men, marveled.
“Look at that magic at work. We might see this city rise again!”
As the workers dug deeper, everything seemed to be progressing smoothly. The loose riverside sandy soil felt like a cake to dig.
However, after passing the two-mile mark, the ground began to resist. The once soft soil had turned dense, difficult even for Supreme Mages to pierce through. Mana-stones glowed brightly as the workers consumed their energy, forcing their spells to dig further.
Kala, hovering above, noticed the sudden shift. His brow furrowed as the ground below changed color—a deep purple hue, unnatural and ominous. His heart raced, his gut telling him something valuable lay beneath. “Stop! Stop all work!” he commanded.
The workers paused, confused. The Supreme Mages looked at Kala, bewildered.
“Chief Doom, what’s going on?” one of them asked.
“No time for questions,” Kala snapped. “Everyone, evacuate the site immediately. Leave, now!”
His voice carried the authority of the Doom family. Without hesitation, everyone complied, backing away from the site. Kala made sure the area was clear, his sharp eyes scanning for spies. Once he was alone, he descended into the freshly dug pit
Cautiously, Kala kneeled, pressing his hand against the strange soil. At first, it felt normal, but his instincts were screaming. Using wind magic, he gently removed more layers of dirt. Then, his eyes widened as a soft glow pierced through—purple, vibrant, and pulsating with an eerie energy.
“A crystal…” Kala whispered, his hand trembling. He dug further with his bare hands, frantically, like a man possessed. Five feet down, the crystal kept going.
“Gods…” he breathed, a wild smile creeping onto his face. “This is… a Titan Crystal Tree!”
His heart pounded in his chest, realization dawned on him. “A superior grade… a mythical superior Titan Crystal! There’s only been three recorded finds in all the Nine Realms… and none of them as high quality as this!”
Overcome with excitement, Kala laughed to himself. He reached into the crystal, using his full strength to break a small piece off. Carefully, he placed it into his spirit ring, covering his tracks and the crystal with soil.
Before leaving, he flew back up and summoned the Supreme Mages. “Form a Forbidden Barrier around this entire dug up area. No one is allowed in without my direct orders.”
“But, Chief Kala—” one of the Supreme Mages started.
“This is a direct order from King Hoon Doom himself,” Kala lied. “Leave no gaps in the barrier. And warn the villagers before you depart—no one enters this zone.”
The Supreme Mages hesitated for a moment before complying. They erected the barrier, sealing off the site. Kala personally placed several restriction talismans around the area before he left, not wasting a second. He flew directly to the Eternal Doom City.
Hours later, Kala arrived at the grand throne room of King Hoon Doom. The room was grandiose, adorned with dark velvet banners and shimmering lights, but today, King Hoon Doom and his daughter, Princess Chuli, sat bored, discussing trivial matters of court.
Kala burst in, panting from the journey. “Your Majesty! I bring news that will change the fate of the Doom family forever!”
King Hoon’s eyes scanned him up and down, immediately intrigued. “Speak, Kala. What is it?”
Kala took a deep breath, then pulled out the small glowing fragment of the Titan Crystal.
“Behold!”
The moment the crystal’s light filled the room, both Hoon and Chuli stood up, eyes wide with shock.
“Is that—?” Princess Chuli gasped.
“By the gods… a superior Titan Crystal!” King Hoon’s voice trembled with excitement. “We’ve hit a gold! Kala, tell me. Where did you find this crystal? How many reserves are there?”
“Majesty, I found this in the construction site of the teleportation Gate. After seeing this, I sent everyone away and placed restrictions all around. Except for me, no one knows about the existence of Titan crystal.”
Chuli clenched her fists, her eyes gleaming with ambition. “Father, this could place us ahead of the other families. The wealth, the power…” Explore more stories with My Virtual Library Empire
“Yes,” King Hoon agreed. “We must keep this secret. If we extract the crystal, half of it goes to the royal family, as per the law, but the rest… the rest will cement our place in the Nine Realms! We will be the number one wealthy nation. The Stick family won’t even qualify to lick our feet.”
As the two celebrated, Kala cleared his throat, his expression turning grim. “There is one issue, Your Majesty.”
King Hoon’s jubilant face fell. “What is it?”
“Kent”
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