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Chapter 1026: One Ring To Doom Them All

    Chapter 1026: One Ring To Doom Them All


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is that what I think it is?” I asked hesitantly, looking at the ring within the ss disy. Chelsea let out a long sigh, nodding her head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If you think that it’s a ring designed to automatically convert the energy of the void into the four basic types, then undergo theplex fusion process to create raw divinity. In which case, yes. Yes, that is exactly what you think it is.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m feeling that there’s a twist here.” I shook my head, looking back at the small kitsune. “If you made something like this and it worked properly, there is no way that you wouldn’t be using it yourself, equip one to Treisha, and send more to Olympus. You had mee here as soon as I descended. So… what’s wrong with it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Chelsea’s brow twitched faintly, but she nodded her head. “When I created that ring, I wanted to make an item that would essentially make a god immortal. As you know, divinity is basically a god’s life pool. With a steady stream of it from an item like this, they’d be invincible. No need for any worshippers, no need to worry about taking damage in battle.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Still waiting for the twist.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Getting to that.” She spoke up, ncing up at me. “There was… an incident. Are you familiar with the divine that tried to devour Sanctum?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Vaguely.” I nodded, before hesitating. “Did the ring try to eat you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The ring did indeed attempt to devour my divinity.” She sighed. “See… this is something that I only discovered <i><span style="font-weight:400">after</i><span style="font-weight:400"> making the item. The process of converting the void into divinity essentially created a divine spark within the ring, giving it the semnce of a soul. However, without any form of consciousness, it attempts to devour all divine energy that ites into contact with.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is there any way to subdue that instinct?” I asked, to which Chelsea shook her head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If there was, I wouldn’t have had this sitting in storage for thest three months.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Three… if you had this for three months, and it was such a problem, why not simply destroy it?” When I asked that, the response that I received was a long groan.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That was the first thing I tried. However… My n worked. Not the destroying it part, the part involved with creating it. Because it is limitlessly generating its own divinity, it can instantly recover from any form of damage that I inflict on it. I put it in a system null zone, shattered it, dispelled its divinity, and was on my way to dispose of the remains when it fused back together. Good as new, as if I hadn’t done a single thing.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Have you tried throwing it into a giant volcano?” When I asked that, Chelsea’s brow twitched and she looked at me with an usatory gaze.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Udona asked me that, too. She then spent the next eight hours showing me what that was referring to. To answer the question, though. No. I am not throwing it into a volcano on the off chance that the divine instinct spreads to the volcano, awakening a volcanic divine monster.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“True, that would be very bad… we’re just recovering from thest round of danger. Likewise, throwing it into space would be just as bad… have you tried getting Ashley to cut off its ess to the Digital Conversion system? Permanently, I mean.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thing is… it’s not actually <i><span style="font-weight:400">using</i><span style="font-weight:400"> the DC system anymore. I incorporated the core mechanics of the system into the ring’s design instead, to prevent having an additional admin ount floating about. Theoretically, the null zone and dispersing its divinity should have done the trick. The fact that it didn’t means that it has gone beyond what I can control.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I gave a small nod, turning my attention back towards the ring. “Those weren’t the rules to convert energy based on our magic system, but from the void itself. Is it possible that creating the ring like that engraved its existence in the void, or something like that?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s an idiotic theory.” Chelsea immediately retorted, before letting out a long groan. “Unfortunately, it was the one that I came up with, too. I was hoping you’d have a better answer for me. Literally any answer would be better than that. Trying to overwhelm the ring with raw power to wipe out its instincts and subdue it would be a better answer than that. Before you ask, no, I tried that too.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t help but chuckle, turning back to face her. “Though, if that’s the case, why didn’t your mana refinery repair itself? It was also made to use the DC system, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Exactly, it was made as an interface with the DC system.” Chelsea gave a weak smile, her ears drooping. “No matter how advanced the interface, it was just that. This was an item that was designed to replicate the system, endlessly creating divinity until it itself became a divine object. Now, because its existence is constantly creating the very thing that fuels its existence, it has be impossible to destroy by conventional means. At the same time, its instinct to devour divine energy means that I can’t give it to any god.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Have you tried having Jamees go to the void to find where it is ‘anchored’? It could be a void beast or anything, right?” When I asked that, Chelsea nodded her head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I tried, but he doesn’t even know what to look for. The mark in the void could be an insignificant speck of void energy for all we know.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right… you’ve concluded that the thing can’t be destroyed. And you clearly don’t want to give it to me, because it would start to drain me dry… why did you call us here?” I focused on Chelsea, and she manifested a silver device in one hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“This is why.” She said, pushing the button. I felt a chaotic surge of energy within the disy case, and could almost feel a cry of pain echoing out as the ring shook. rmed, my body instinctively entered battle mode after the recent invasion. Because of that, I was able to catch a small detail, something that I would have missed if I was perceiving time in the ‘normal flow’.


    <span style="font-weight:400">For the briefest of moments, a health bar appeared above the ring. My eyes went wide when I saw that, and Chelsea nodded her head in satisfaction, lowering the remote.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s alive. Like I said, we gave it a divine spark. For all intents and purposes, this ring is now a living creature. Furthermore, it is recognized by your world’s system. Therefore…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You want me to smite it, right?” I asked with a sigh. Chelsea quickly nodded her head in confirmation. Smiting was an option that I <i><span style="font-weight:400">very</i><span style="font-weight:400"> rarely used, but couldpletely destroy the existence of anything registered as one of my assets. However, smiting in this manner was an option avable only to the Keeper themselves.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leaving this here is just begging for trouble toe knocking at our doorter. It could grow more powerful, or develop awareness. Right now, it is just raw divinity, but if it is tainted by someone’s divinity and not purged fast enough, it might gain powers rted to the person it obtained the energy from. I wouldn’t feel safe storing this even in our most secure vault where we keep the seeds of the slimes.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...I feel like I just heard something dangerous. But, fine, it doesn’t cost me anything to smite. Just give me a minute.” I said as I closed my eyes, choosing to ascend. Immediately, I found where my host was, and selected the ring contained in the cage in front of it. With a thought, I selected the option to smite the ring, watching it dissolve into nothing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At the same time, I investigated the other items in the vault. All of them were simr to the ring in design, being items that intrinsically create their own energy type. Looking into some of the deeper vaults… “Wow, she really does have world slime seeds… but why though?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I shook my head, realizing that this wasn’t important. The ring’s existence had been nullified from its core, so it was unable to recover even with its almost paradoxical properties. That said, I descended, finding a relieved looking Chelsea standing in front of a now empty cage. “Thank goodness.” She wiped her forehead. “I wasn’t sure how long I’d need to keep this thing in the vault before you stopped elerating the world.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right… now what about the other one?” I asked, causing Chelsea to blink.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Other what now?” She looked over at me in obvious confusion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“When I was going through the vault, there was another item that had the ‘smite’ option avable. And no, it wasn’t the seeds. Why do you have those, anyways?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Chelsea shook her head rapidly. “Not important right now. What item?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I rolled my eyes, ncing towards the sealed vault door that we came from. “Bone wand. Looked fairly necromantic? It registered as a level three thousand entity ording to the system.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Did it now?” Chelsea’s eyes narrowed, turning to walk to the other room in the vault. She walked over to the disy case showing the necromantic wand in question, crossing her arms and standing in front of it. “Did you think you were clever, hiding like this?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">There was no response from the wand, Chelsea’s eyes narrowing further before she called out. “Deliver energy shock to case 8-32. Intensity level five.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Immediately after she said that, there was a surge of energy within the case, and I could feel the energy of the wand trembling. However, it still remained silent. “Intensity eight.” Chelsea ordered, and the energy began surging stronger and stronger. Still… “Intensity-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fine!” The wand suddenly shouted, surprisingly speaking in a normalnguage. “Stop, jeez! What is wrong with you, girl!? Can’t a wand take a nap in peace?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t nap.” Chelsea said in a cold tone. “So what’s with the silent treatment? You have been in this vault for two months, three weeks, and five days. You could have spoken at any time before this, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“With how you keep treating that ring? You think I’d want to just volunteer that I can talk? I’m made of death, kid, I don’t <i><span style="font-weight:400">have</i><span style="font-weight:400"> a death wish.” The wand retorted, sounding like an angry old man.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And where did you learn that kind ofnguage?” She perked her brow as she asked. I was more curious about where it learnednguage, period.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m made of souls. Some stuff just sort of leaked in. What, is it a crime to be alive? Or you going to experiment on me like the ring?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The ring was innately dangerous with its very existence. Are you?” Chelsea asked, and I could feel the wand shudder.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, no, I’m perfectly normal. Feel free to pretend that I don’t exist.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Chelsea’s lips tugged upwards, unable to keep her serious demeanor. “So, what can you do, then? I’m guessing the tests weren’t the full extent of your abilities?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...You’re not going to leave me alone, are you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No. No, I am not.” Chelsea answered the wand, which seemed to let out a trembling groan.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fine… I can control ghosts like I showed you, or I can create spirits, or draw them out of the Underworld. I can also identify spirits around me. I’m really not all that useful for your research.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll be the judge of that.” Chelsea said, her expression looking like a dark grin.
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