Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 348 347 The Well of the Sun (Part 1)

Will the city of Tine be destroyed today?

Klein was startled. He abruptly stood up, no longer looking at the string of blood-red characters that had begun to change again.

He couldn't care about anything else anymore. An ominous premonition suddenly filled Klein's heart when he saw the words displayed by the magic mirror Arodes. That lingering sense of foreboding was stimulating him at this moment.

Something big, something terrifying is about to happen—!
Those strings of words, seemingly dripping with blood, changed with Klein's departure; they didn't disappear as before because of his absence.
"This is an unchangeable destiny, an inevitable fate. Even you, great master, cannot change this ending."

Everything was predetermined.

This is destiny, an inevitable fate.

The text displayed by the magic mirror Arodes disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

-

It rained heavily in Tinggen today.

The sky, covered with dark clouds, appeared even darker after the sun had set.

Lightning occasionally streaks across the night sky, but the light it brings cannot pierce the pitch-black darkness, which seems to absorb even light. A dull wind blows from afar, bringing not the slightest coolness, but rather an unusual heat.

This abnormal burning sensation has already attracted the attention of some high-ranking individuals.

In the middle of the town of Ramd, northwest of Tingen.

Olson looked at the darkness of the sky, then looked away.

The ground beneath my feet was trembling slightly.

Something seems to be awakening beneath the entire town of Ramade.

It was something terrifying. Before the people in the town of Ramde could react, Olson's figure flickered and he disappeared from the spot.

"The Sunwell is about to erupt..."

Within the Sunwell ore mining area.

Within the enormous, downward spiral structure, the Sunwell ore, gleaming with golden light and radiating intense heat, filled the entire mine, purifying all darkness and evil. The sun stretched downwards, its end nowhere in sight.

The rain falling from the sky vaporizes as it approaches the Sunwell mining area, where the temperature is constantly rising. Sunwell ore itself is a high-quality mineral that can emit light, but at this moment, the faint light of the mineral itself is slowly but steadily increasing.

Like miniature suns, they are rapidly expanding and bursting forth with the pollution and energy they are steadily transmitting outwards.

Their activity is rising at an unprecedented rate under unknown influences.

They were vibrating, and this vibration caused the surrounding earth's crust to vibrate as well.

The investigators stationed at the Sunwell mining area were the first to notice the anomaly.

They were astonished to discover the tremors coming from underground, followed by surprise and fear after the ritual magic used to detect the activity of the ore collapsed and malfunctioned.

"What on earth happened?!"

"leave here."

The suddenly appearing top official immediately issued an order, demanding that the investigators stationed here evacuate as quickly as possible.

Without explaining why, he vanished from the spot once again.

At the bottom of the enormous spiral mine shaft that seemed to lead straight to the Earth's core, voices, like the most devout believers, fervently sang praises to the sun, again and again, endlessly and eternally praying to some unseen deity.

Among these countless voices of praise and admiration, something special has somehow crept in.

"The Creator of all things..."

"The ruler behind the veil of shadows..."

"The decadent self-confidence of all living beings..."

"I pray for your coming, I pray that you will grant me true divinity..."

Sunwell ore is the most mystical mineral, and its energy is widely used in various exorcism and purification practices.

It is both pure and extreme.

Extreme light can give rise to extreme darkness; the birth of one extreme will inevitably give rise to another.

The idea that things will turn into their opposites when they reach an extreme is itself a mistake.

It was born from this.

A figure wearing a black pointed soft hat and a matching magician's robe stood at the mouth of a huge well that seemed to connect to the earth's core, looking down and examining this enormous mystical creation with his left eye, which was covered by a monocle.

"So that's it."

Amon adjusted his monocle. "The raw material for Sunwell ore is actually..."

"Amon."

Someone called out to Amon from behind, who was still peering down and using his abilities to decipher the code.

Amon turned his head and looked at the newcomer.

Olson Abraham, leader of one branch of House Abraham, a Sequence 2 Planeswalker.

Since they're also in the know about the plan, they don't need to put on an act.

Otherwise, this clone of His might not have been able to withstand the attack of a Sequence 2 Planeswalker.

but……

“You must be a historical pore image, right? Don Eggers wouldn’t put an angel, um,” Amon paused, then laughed, “and an angel who can freely travel through the spirit world, here guarding the gate.”

Olsson did not deny it.

His true form is indeed not here. In preparation for the coming of the apocalypse, his current form is traveling through the astral plane. He has used "error" and Tang's extraordinary ability as a mysterious servant to project a portion of the Star Worms across light-years onto the historical pore image here.

However, if the opponent is one of Amon's clones...

“That’s enough,” he said softly.

“Yes.” Amon shrugged, not denying what Olson said.

“So,” He leaned back, and Olson lunged forward, trying to move Amon out of the Sunwell mine.

His attempt to stop it failed.

Amun moved even faster, smiling as he fell headfirst into the Well of the Sun, heading towards the Earth's core.

The surrounding solar well ore became brighter and hotter, the water vapor in the sky had long been evaporated, and even the soil underfoot began to vaporize.

Olson's gaze was sharp. Seeing that he could not drive away this clone of Amon, he quickly left the area covered by the Sunwell Ore Mine.

"Go!" At that moment, all the people still in the town of Ramde were surrounded by starlight. They suddenly disappeared from their original spot and fled into the distance.

"The Sunwell is about to erupt!"

After Amon jumped into the Sunwell, his body twisted into countless Time Worms, merging with the surrounding minerals and activating some erroneous program they carried.

"It was truly a very interesting experience."

Amon's figure gradually faded, blending into the surrounding things, and the voice that sang praises to the sun became distorted in its prayer.

"Praise be to you, all-knowing and all-powerful Lord; praise be to you, the Lord of all living beings..."

"Degenerate self-confidence—!"

At the very bottom of the Sunwell, the countless Sunwell ores that were already scorching hot and so bright that they were blinding to human eyes melted.

They seemed to have become the most depraved and darkest substances, following some erroneous program and a depraved self-confidence that no living being could expel, stirring up the surrounding Sunwell ore, making them pure and filled with shadows that wanted to erupt.

Soon, the liquid formed from the liquefied, corrupted Sunwell ore gathered its companions, transforming into flowing, brilliant golden magma. They continued to praise a supreme, great being, and with each murmur of praise, they began to boil.

Amon's figure disappeared completely as he continued to fall, and the last piece of his monocle fell into the lava.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

After the monocle, which looked like it was carved from crystal, fell into the lava, the lava surged up and frantically devoured the still liquefied Sunwell ore along the edge of the mine.

The assimilated Sunwell ore also transformed into a brilliant golden liquid, which was rising rapidly. Something underground seemed to be propelling it as it surged and surged faster and faster.

Then, the sky collapsed and the earth split open, with long, narrow, and huge cracks appearing as the earth trembled.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and in the center of the town of Ramde, where rain was pouring down, a golden lava beam shot straight into the sky, illuminating the pitch-black night.

The earth was shaking violently.

The ritual magic scattered throughout the Sunwell mines took effect.

A semi-transparent barrier appears, attempting to compress the unexpectedly active Sunwell ore liquid back into the Sunwell mining area.

The golden magma rapidly corroded these ritual magics, corrupting the core knowledge that composed them and causing errors.

These ritual spells lasted for less than three seconds before becoming completely useless.

A towering, golden beam of light, unrestrained, shot straight into the sky.

In the deep, unsettling darkness of the night, even the people of Tingen City could see this light.

Even though the town of Ramde was far away, the tremors of the earth still came along with the light.

"what is that?"

"earthquake?!"

"What happened? What is that?"

"Hey, look, something's surging over there!"

"Earth, earthquake?"

Some people rushed to open spaces, while others didn't care. The quality of buildings in Tingen and the unique characteristics of the area itself were enough to ensure that even a tremor strong enough to tear the earth apart could not damage the place in the slightest.

The people who knew the truth initially didn't take it seriously, laughing at the students and ordinary people who came to Tingen City who panicked because of a small tremor. They even stopped to admire the strange sight.

At that time, all officers of the Tingen City Police Department were mobilized.

The earth was still shaking, and the brilliant golden light illuminating half the sky was rapidly devouring the darkness above, surging towards them like a locust plague.

These police officers, dressed in uniforms and looking tense and fearful, even as they saw the people rushing towards them with megaphones, shouting through the street:
"Immediately seek shelter in the nearest church or school! I repeat, immediately seek shelter in the nearest church or school! Do not linger on the streets!"

They weren't joking. Dunn Smith hurried through the suddenly flustered students, rushing towards the area where half the sky was illuminated by a brilliant gold light.

"University of Miscatorium Urgent Notice:"

"Attention all investigators, night watchmen, and substitutes: The Sunwell Mine has been invaded by an unknown extraordinary being. The activity level in the Sunwell Mine has increased rapidly in a short period of time. Please evacuate the general public immediately and organize them to take refuge inside the church and university!"

The Sunwell mine has been invaded by unknown intruders, and the Sunwell ore stored there, capable of blowing the entire city of Tingen to the sky, is about to go out of control.

"Calm down, Dunn, calm down."

Dunn wiped the sweat from his brow, which had been rising rapidly due to the Sunwell Ore eruption, his gray eyes filled with seriousness.

“Miskatonic has already made corresponding preparations. In order to prevent an outbreak in the Sunwell mining area, they must have set up corresponding defense measures.”

"Mr. Error's gaze was fixed on Tingen City. As long as he existed, even if the Sunwell Mines were to erupt completely..."

"team leader!"

Dunn was startled by the voice and looked toward Klein, who was walking in the opposite direction toward him.

"Klein?"

Klein was completely oblivious to everything else; his face was deathly pale.

"Captain, something terrible has happened at the Sunwell mining area!"

Before Klein could finish speaking, an extreme heatwave arrived even before the golden magma of the Sunwell, a heatwave strong enough to instantly dry a person!

"All incorrect errors! The embodiment of fallacies and loopholes! The clock hand that guides destiny!"

"Still not working?!"

Outside Tingen, a middle-aged man in a smart investigator's uniform growled in a low voice.

"No, no."

The one being yelled at was a young man who looked no more than twenty years old. He looked like he was about to cry. The heat waves in the distance kept surging in, and the scene that blotted out the sun and resembled the end of the world made his legs tremble. The still somewhat immature young man was so frightened that his voice was trembling with sobs.

He was just a fresh graduate of Miskatonic, newly joined the team of investigators.

Then, in his first encounter with an Extraordinary being, he faced the devastating and unstoppable Sunwell magma.

"I...I'll try again..."

The tears dried instantly. The young investigator wiped away the tears that were no longer there and stared wide-eyed at the golden flames rapidly approaching them.

He tried to contact Mr. "Mistake" again.

"No, no need."

The middle-aged investigators realized they could no longer contact Mr. "Mistake".

Someone has cut off Tingen's connection with the outside world; someone is trying to destroy the entire city of Tingen!
"Activate the ritual magic defense. Tell those ritual masters to hurry up and start the sealing ritual. Make sure these things don't get in!"

Even if it means death, we cannot allow these things to enter Tingen!
(End of this chapter)