Novel & Cerita Thaumcraft Crystal Clusters

After he dropped me home that day, everyone just disappeared. I haven't seen anyone and I'm getting bored as hell. Well if luck is on my side today, I can just sneak out like I have been doing for the past four days and get back in without being noticed. I went down to the garage and there are many cars that are neatly aligned. I don't know on which basis they have been placed like that but I guess basing on the purpose they are used for. There are a few bulletproof cars that are placed on the right corner, and others are just some fancy or sports cars. Arius isn't a car lover nor dad. They just need that one car that can be enough for them. But whoever made them buy these cars has a good ta

When he finished the item, a wave of joy rushed through his veins, the stupid undead finally followed the instructions and made a useful item! [Your army has progressed into the Crystal-age by the achievements of [Skeletor], new crafting recipes can be used by artisans after a researcher discovers them]: Crude crystal knife Crude hammer-crystal Crystal hand-ax (Requirement: Crude crystal hand-ax) Crystal knife (Requirement: Crude crystal knife) Crystal hammer (Requirement: Crude hammer-crystal) [All of your units receive +1 intelligence.] [Skeletor has created an item!]: [Crude Crystal Hand-axe]

Freya and Thanatos floated above the plateau in the center and exuded an overwhelming aura of destruction. Though they had previously wrecked one of the fabrication bays by forcing their way out, and despite the cruisers that crashed into the other bays, most of the facility was still mostly intact. Its primary crystal cluster was still holding strong.

Long enough for me to open the void? Saying a silent prayer to the mother of us all, I turn my head just in time to see Thalan reaching forward. His nails, tipped in the toxic blue crystal, spark as they cut through the shadows, as his grasping fingers reach forward to seize the stone from my hands. With every scraping stroke of his nails, a cut opens only to be repaired immediately by the power of the amulet, and as it heals, I feel a rush of pain along my upper arm.

But her dark eyes were locked entirely on the crystal. "Because it has nowhere to go," Cord rumbled. The old master stood by the arched window, looking out over the dry, bustling streets of Aethelgard. "The tectonic quartz is a cage. It absorbs kinetic energy. That abyssal spark is trying to crush the stone from the inside out, and the stone is just eating the pressure and feeding it right back into the cage. It is an infinite loop of violence." I stepped closer to the table.

Beneath this desolate cliff lay a concealed cave. At its deepest point was a pitch-black crystalline fragment that was no larger than a palm, and it rested atop a stone pedestal. It shimmered with a translucent luster, pulsing with intricate and enigmatic runes. Chase reached out to touch the black crystal. A piercing chill surged through his fingertips, spreading through his entire body like an icy tide. It felt as if he had dipped his hand into a frozen lake. Frowning, he murmured, "This aura… It feels so familiar. Could this be a Profound Abyss Crystal?"

My word is final, and I want them safe. “What do you mean, Oloron?” I ask, seemingly shaking him from a stream of thoughts. His eyes snapped to me. “Oh sorry. I mean; I can make crystals that’ll detect the use of poison in food or drinks. I’ll work the spell on a large crystal and split it into the amount of pieces we need, making makeshift necklaces. It will light up, and heat up if it’s not visible. That way we would be warned.” Everyone stared at him, stunned.

"They Calculated it shut. Those crystals are a physical manifestation of a 'Zero-Entropy State.' They’ve frozen the atoms of the valve in place." "We can't use heat to melt them," Kael rasped, his breath coming in short, hot bursts. "Adding energy will only make the crystals grow. We need to use Mechanical Resonance." The Manual Sacrifice Kael and Sloane stepped out of the crawler, protected only by heavy, lead-lined steam-suits. The heat was a physical weight, pressing them toward the floor. "Vara, focus your frequency on the center spindle!" Kael commanded. "Sloane, we need to use the manual override bars. We’re going to 'shake' the crystals until their lattice structure shatters."

Theraphosa said. “I will go back there tomorrow to check. Make sure nothing survives.” “Quite the professional. As expected of an Ace rank.” Matthew stepped in the conversation and changed the topic. “That aside, what are you doing here?” “Right. I have something for you, my lord.” Theraphosa reached for her back and brought something wrapped in her silk. She undid the knot and the silk smoothly unwrapped itself, revealing a golden gauntlet with a large blue crystal on it. The gauntlet’s crystal had a weird liquid like texture that was mesmerising to look at.

Which makes her body become layers of pure thick crystals to the age she is at time of what should be death. Though the time of which said crystals melt back into herself as she regains herself as an infant. Should the Crystal be Damaged or cracked in anyway will result in random memory loss. But that's almost impossible due to the purity and hardness of the composition of the material that only one other material will be able to damage it is an Emerald Green Ore that hasn't been named in all the eons that I have lived... but it is hard to find and even harder to mine and impossible to craft into a weapon... unless your a Maker or an Original Being or an Original Maker. Either way you have t