Mechanic Consul's Sudden Change, Prometheus's Operation Imminent

Failure

In the Fourth Layer Space of the Kingdom of Disorder, Nimrod extended his spirituality to touch Dream Thief Tierney, that deep, dark ball of light.

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With a thought, parchment scrolls crafted by Chief Librarian Thomas and the Scroll Professors, along with keys replicated by the Mechanic Experts, were cast into the invisible, illusory door.

In the hideout in the upper levels of the Iron Fortress, Tierney saw item after item fly out from within the illusory door, nearly covering the Black Onyx Altar.

He saw the Black Emperor, enthroned high in the depths of the black fog, speak.

"One standard hour from now, Andoni will rest for five standard hours."

"There are markings on the scroll bindings. Recite them in Dunnish to use them."

"Be sure to obtain both the Standard Template data inside the Manufacturing Center and the formula inside the Construction Machine at the same time."

Tierney clasped his hands together and held them inverted. "I obey Your will."

Only after the black fog receded and Tierney praised the Black Emperor once more did he rise and quickly sort through the scrolls.

A moment later, he drew the ritual dagger and undid the Euclidean Sigil.

Tierney distributed the scrolls and palm-sized keys into the Crystal Boxes connected by Iron Chains.

Having completed fifteen modification surgeries, he pulled up the draw-rope and easily, steadily dragged the Cable Car along, quickly descending three floors through the passage of the Spire.

Tierney arrived before twenty-nine Flame Stealers wearing Yeld-type Hunt-Master Suits. They were already fully prepared to set out.

Tierney walked to the center, and the Flame Stealers instinctively turned their gazes toward the Crystal Boxes surrounding him.

The Flame Stealers instinctively sensed that there were precious items inside.

"Calibrate the time. Standard time, fifty-three minutes and