Inside the workshop, the air was thick with a pungent odor.
"Fubao-5, set ventilation to maximum."
Allen's brows were tightly furrowed. He leaned back in his chair, staring at the scrapped metal and molten replacement crystal on the workbench before him.
This was the seventh one he had burned through in three days.
Failure, failure, and more failure.
He had incinerated hundreds of Magic Stones' worth of various materials, even using the most expensive Magic-conducting Material, Mithril. The result, without exception, was complete failure.
The problem was finally clear.
The Overclock Rune Array he designed had to withstand an absolutely terrifying torrent of energy the moment it activated. This energy instantly destroyed the Rune's own structure. Forget firing—the amplification unit and the Transformation Crystal themselves couldn't even be saved.
