My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 854 Forgot About The Defense

A soft pulse of violet light signaled the final rune locking firmly into position.

For a brief period, I remained at the center of the island, observing the massive formation etched into the ground. Spanning the entire desolate island, the teleportation circle consisted of thousands of intricate runic channels that branched out like a complex, geometric spiderweb. Subtle fluctuations of spatial law traversed the structure, occasionally sparking with faint ripples of sealing energy meant to maintain the array's stability.

Eighty percent completion had surged to ninety.

Ninety had reached full manifestation.

The formation was primed.

My companions gathered in a loose semicircle behind me, their gazes fixed on the runes shimmering beneath the twilight sky. Ocean breezes swept over the island, carrying the tang of salt as the last tremors of the formation's initialization settled.

Ragnar broke the silence first.

"So... this apparatus is finally finished?"

I retreated from the core of the circle and gave a quick nod.

"Indeed."

Silver crouched, peering closely at one of the larger clusters of runes carved into the rock.

"Are you absolutely certain this won't tear our bodies apart?"

Knight’s voice emanated calmly from the dim shadows nearby.

"That would certainly be a rather inconvenient way to perish."

Ragnar snorted in response.

"You are assuming our deaths would be instantaneous."

Aurora folded her arms, her eyes tracing the slight spatial irregularities manifesting above the circle.

"What if the tunnel should collapse right in the middle of our passage?"

Steve offered a nonchalant shrug.

"Then we would spend eternity drifting through shattered space, I suppose."

North shot him an unimpressed look.

Lyrate offered a weary sigh.

"Why are we fixating on the most catastrophic scenarios right before we activate it?"

I shifted my gaze toward them.

"Mainly because this is my first time constructing something of this magnitude."

Ragnar’s smirk broadened.

"Well, that is incredibly reassuring."

Despite their cynical retorts, none of them took a step back from the circle.

That fact alone spoke volumes.

I pressed my palm gently against the central rune.

"Alright, initiate sequence."

As I infused it with Essence, the violet radiance beneath my hand flared with increased intensity.

Essence began surging through the formation, activating the runic grid layer by layer. A low vibration rippled through the island as the spatial laws harnessed within the circle awakened, weaving themselves into a stable gateway.

The atmosphere above the array warped.

With a sudden shift, the portal unsealed.

A circular vortex of violet luminance expanded over the island, its perimeter shimmering with spatial energy while the interior coalesced into a long, swirling tunnel of light.

The gale blowing across the island picked up speed.

I looked back at the group.

"Is everyone ready?"

Ragnar rotated his shoulders, loosening them.

"Let's see if this machine actually functions."

One by one, we stepped directly into the vortex.

The world dissolved into nothingness.

For a fleeting moment, there was only the sensation of rapid transit.

The corridor stretched infinitely in all vectors—a river of flowing radiance transporting us through the void separating worlds. Spatial currents drifted past our forms like silent, ethereal waves, and the runic anchors within the gateway directed our trajectory.

A profound silence fell over the group for several moments.

Eventually, Ragnar scanned the radiant corridor with visible curiosity.

"So… this is what trans-world travel over great distances feels like?"

Silver tilted his head slightly as he watched the currents of light glide by.

"It is surprisingly stable, all things considered."

Aurora cautiously reached a hand toward the luminous tunnel wall, pulling back just before making contact.

"And how are we managing to remain standing here like this?" she questioned. "Should we not be torn to ribbons by these spatial currents?"

Steve looked around, equally perplexed.

"Indeed, I was wondering the same. We seem to be just... floating in the air of this pocket."

I offered a subtle smile.

"That is because we are not technically inside the tunnel's raw flow."

Knight spoke up quietly from the periphery.

"Provide clarification."

I tapped the air around us.

"The sealing laws I integrated into the formation serve as a traveling shell. Think of it as a bubble traversing the tunnel. The spatial currents provide the momentum, while the sealing layer ensures the stability of our environment."

Ragnar raised an eyebrow.

"So, we are essentially riding inside a mobile cage."

"Something like that."

North observed the flowing walls of the tunnel with a thoughtful expression.

"That would explain the lack of chaotic interference."

Silver’s gaze sharpened.

"Even so, our velocity seems inexplicable. The spatial current outside is not moving at such a high rate."

"That is not merely a product of space," I replied.

Aurora turned her attention back to me.

"Did you incorporate something else?"

"Laws of time."

Ragnar’s brow furrowed.

"Time laws?"

"Correct. While the tunnel follows standard spatial speed, I accelerated the local time flow within our bubble."

Knight nodded slowly, the realization dawning.

"Meaning, from our vantage point, the duration of the voyage is significantly reduced."

"Precisely."

Steve let out a low whistle.

"You are basically finding a shortcut around distance."

"I prefer the term efficiency," I corrected calmly.

For some time, the group simply watched the ribbons of light sliding past as the tunnel propelled us forward through the void.

Then, suddenly, the tunnel recoiled from an impact. It felt like a distant shockwave reverberating through deep water. The entire spatial corridor trembled violently, and sparks of lightning flickered around Aurora as the tunnel distorted.

"What was that disturbance?"

A second shock followed.

The swirling light became fractured like shattered glass. Silver took flight, wings partially unfurled as he turned toward me.

"Please tell me that was an intentional part of the design."

I stared fixedly ahead for a second.

Then, the truth dawned on me.

"...Oh."

Ragnar scowled.

"'Oh' what?"

I massaged my temples.

"I seem to have overlooked a detail.’"

The tunnel suffered another shudder as a massive surge of violet energy slammed against the exit forming ahead of us.

North’s tone was filled with quiet incredulity.

"You overlooked a detail?"

"Yes."

The warped gateway ahead flickered as another beam of violent essence hammered it from the exterior.

"The world core."

Steve blinked.

"The what?"

"Vaythos maintains several planetary shields generated by its world core, which I established to protect our home world, obviously."

One more blast struck the portal's exit.

"They are programmed to eradicate anything deemed a threat, and an unauthorized spatial gate infiltrating the planet definitely fits that description, I imagine."

The tunnel pitched violently again.

Ragnar glared at me.

"You constructed a portal directly into a planet that is automated to destroy portals?"

"...Yes."

Knight let out a soft sigh.

"That does qualify as a rather critical piece of information."

I gestured with a hand.

"Bear with me for a moment."

Closing my eyes, I extended my consciousness through the tunnel toward the distant world waiting at the terminus. Connecting with world cores under my control was typically trivial, but I had been uncertain if the connection would hold through the tunnel.

I focused, and the essence of Vaythos manifested immediately.

A sprawling ocean of planetary essence; deep, resonant, and familiar. At its heart lay the world core I had claimed eons ago.

Another defensive beam congregated. Before it could discharge, I projected my will forward to commune with the core. I could sense it acting with the agitation of a panicked child confronted by intruders.

'Calm yourself,' I commanded.

I felt an instant hesitation in the energy.

'It is I.'

Recognition rippled through the vast energy field like a stone dropped in a calm lake.

The core ceased its activity.

Almost immediately, the defensive formations encircling the planet shifted. The incoming beam dissipated, and the spatial barrier slowly parted, allowing our portal exit to stabilize.

The tunnel regained its structural integrity.

Aurora observed the distortion as it leveled out.

"Did you resolve the issue?"

"I did."

Ragnar folded his arms tight.

"So the planet was actually attempting to end us."

"Technically, the defensive system was merely performing as programmed," Knight reasoned.

The terminal end of the tunnel brightened as the exit expanded into a stable gate.

A few moments later, the swirling light dissipated, and we emerged into a serene forest. The atmosphere tasted distinctly different.

A tranquil lake stretched across the clearing, its surface reflecting a massive, ancient tree that dominated the landscape. Its trunk was as wide as a fortress wall, and its boughs sprawled across the sky like a sentinel guarding the wilderness.

Violet essence hovered in the ambient air.

Home.

I surveyed the clearing as the others finally emerged behind me.

"Welcome to Vaythos."