Novel Full Chapter 793: The Might of The Runic Engine
Chapter 793: The Might of The Runic Engine
Compared to his weight manipulation and wind spell method, the runic engine was truly simple in principle. But that was just from the principal standpoint.
First of all, Damian couldn’t make such detailed and complicated parts as gears, perfectly sized pistons, and a flywheel. And all the added parts join it all together. His extreme control over the black fire produced from his hands and the ability to create hundreds of mana hands that worked in sync with his absurd intelligence stats to put the complicated machine together inch by inch.
And the simple heat spell to warm the air and cold to release pressure was just the core of the engine. There were several heat spells inscribed by him to create the perfect amount of heat that could be controlled with switches in the future. The same with the cooling spell. Then, in addition, the Sacrium piston had a little auto oil release spell mechanism, specially created by him for the engine. It used a custom spatial storage spell, and only Sacrium could handle the spell holding before activating for a long time.
The gears were meticulously weight-adjusted by him with the weight manipulation spell to get maximum speed and a smooth start and end. He had placed the auto oil release spell and heat heat-dissipating, and controlling spells on every delicate engine part.
The liquid mana required to power this engine and its use with stable functionality exceeded even the waygate spell mana requirement. But that was if one counted everything together, Damian could add modes to disable all mana use other than the bare necessary to power the pistons, and the jet could still fly for a thousand kilometers without any problem.
The added spells were for maintaining the stability of the engine and keeping it well and running for a long time. Sacrium alone was half a reason Damian could even create this machine. And needless to say, he wasn’t going to make a lot of these. He couldn’t possibly produce enough common liquid mana to power a dozen of these.
The boss monster that he used to create liquid mana could not just keep on making it endlessly every day. If he changed the source of liquid mana to the pilot with a custom mana generator cube or used a different source for the jet liquid mana fuel, the problem could be solved.
He couldn’t go the mana cube path for obvious safety reasons. And using a unique source of liquid mana meant the jet pilots would have to be really careful about their mana refills.
A mechanism that alerted the pilot to use Waygate to go back to Sanctuary for refilling the mana fuel when they were on low mana should take care of that.
Only the best of the best could be the explorer pilots, Damian had decided. They would have almost a runesmith level of knowledge of how their jets worked for them to qualify for the job. Damian will have to add that to their training.
Having another source of liquid mana meant having another large-scale live monster mana generator. Same as the one working right now inside the Sanctum basement. He would have to select a perfect monster and make sure a steady supply of the same monster was viable. Right now, when their manpower is stretched thin, that would be a burden.
That was why at the start Damian only wanted to make seven jets, that much they could support on their already working live generator.
For the giant flying island-ship he had planned to make, the thing could carry tons of its own liquid mana fuel, so that project wouldn’t be affected. Damian would just have to store a lot of mana aside for that, no biggie.
For the ships, Damian had decided to use the old wind and weight method with a different turbine-like engine that he would specifically design to work underwater.
If he removed several meticulous parts from this runic engine, reduced the power, and removed seventy percent of the auto oil release and support spells inscribed, while keeping all the stability and support spells, a less powerful engine for commercial purposes can indeed be built using Blazur alloy. It wouldn’t work more than four – five years under the mana strain and constant use, but even that would be more than enough for people to drive it inside the city or the whole Sanctum.
It would have to be a luxury item, though; he would have to create a lot of runic spell molds and give separate parts to be built by different runesmiths and blacksmiths. The time-consuming product had to be worth the money.
But it was possible.
Damian stopped thinking too much and brought the experimental, bare-essential flying machine outside the Sanctum building. There were only Blazur wings in the craft, other than the new Sacrium runic engine and a simple weight manipulation plus wind spell combo for the lift up.
Needless to say, it was the most dangerous thing possible. It had performed relatively good inside the lab, but the real test had to be in the sky, at the speed limit.
Outside the Sanctum building, behind the army headquarters, Damian placed the weird-looking metal machine. It was still midday, and half of the Sanctum officials and members of the House of Lords were watching him do this from a safe distance. Even some army soldiers had gathered nearby, attracted by the crowd.
Damian entered the coverless metal craft. First, he created a custom air shield covering the whole craft, shaped in the most aerodynamic shape possible. This should give him more speed. He could add the spell to the craft later.
Damian activated the lift-up process. The weight was reduced, and fast wind spells raised the simple metal craft at a steady speed under the gasps and cheers of the spectators.
However, when Damian started the engine, the roar of the mechanical beast forced everyone to take a step back.
With a smile, Damian increased the speed at once. With a jolt, Damian’s metal jet pierced through the air – it cut through the air like it didn’t exist at all, leaving behind white streaks in the air. The speed made the whole metal craft vibrate violently.
Damian, however, ignored the noise from below and put the top gear in.
’Gotta see how fast my beloved Alpha Sentry-I goes!’