Chapter 51: Singed: I created Svarog? Real or fake?!
「 After finding a breakthrough, Stelle and the others immediately followed Clara.
As a sign of sincerity, the versatile Master Dan Heng, who knows everything, even helped her fix the power supply device.
This greatly troubled Clara. She knew that everyone in front of her was a good person, but she didn't want to just watch them clash with Svarog.
"Clara, you're good at observing, right? Look at the three of us, do we look like people from the Underworld?"
Seeing Clara's puzzled little eyes, March 7th explained: "We are not people from this world, and Svarog's calculations don't include our existence. If his calculations are only based on [ relying on the people of the Underworld ], then the result is no longer applicable to the present."
"From another... world?" Facing March 7th's words, Clara just puffed out her cheeks and gently shook her head: "Please, please don't treat Clara like a child! Those stories are all imagined by adults, Clara knows..."
"Clara, Stelle, and March 7th aren't lying, I believe them."
Bronya soothed, "I understand your feelings. You hope for a turning point in the Underworld, but don't want anyone to get hurt. But my intuition tells me that March, Dan Heng... and Stelle, the three of them, are the turning point for this world."
"Let them meet with Svarog and see if the calculation results are different. It won't be a loss for you or him, will it?"
Bronya's words seemed to hit Clara's heart directly. After a brief thought, Clara finally agreed with everyone.
Perhaps, as March 7th said, Mr. Svarog's calculations are already a thing of the past. Even if Clara wanted to change Svarog's mind, she would have to wait a long time. It's better to be brave this time. Perhaps, everything will take a turn for the better?
Clara led Stelle and the others through the last large door and successfully met Svarog.
Given Clara's introduction, Svarog was willing to give Stelle and the others a chance to speak. As for his attitude, it would depend on the outcome of the negotiation.
Unfortunately, the speech had just begun when Stelle simply mentioned the words [ Stellaron ]. The originally relatively 'gentle' Svarog suddenly became nervous. He assessed the threat level of everyone as the highest and immediately entered combat without question.
As a prototype, Svarog's strength was miles apart from the other robots in the tribe. He could not only manipulate countless missiles at will and bomb indiscriminately, but also summon giant mechanical hands to firmly control his opponents. 」
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~Runeterra World~
The grand scene of Svarog fighting five people alone left Ambessa dumbfounded.
This... is this the power of technology?!
It's just like magic!
Missiles were fired from behind Svarog as if they were free, overwhelming everyone. The power of his palm cannon was also extremely great; a direct hit could instantly vaporize a fully armed Noxian soldier. If a robot like Svarog arrived on the battlefield, one person could probably suppress the Demacian army!
At the same moment in the Underworld, Zaun.
Countless strong men were carrying mechanical equipment of various sizes to a secret underground factory.
Although the factory was hidden, the internal space was very large. Not only was there the "scrap metal" from Singed's laboratory, but also some enormous mechanical equipment, like giant beasts. These machines, new or old, piled up like mountains and filled valleys, dazzling the eyes. Piled together, they looked like an iron fortress two stories high.
As early as the first time he saw Svarog in the Great Mine, Silco began to increase his collection of machines from the topside. This time, it was Singed's turn to guess Silco's thoughts.
But it was quite easy to guess – it was nothing more than replicating the robot named "Svarog" on the light screen.
After seeing the powerful firepower of Svarog suppressing five people, no one would likely be moved. It was only natural for Silco to be interested, and he understood completely. But understanding is one thing, and the gap in technical craftsmanship won't change because of subjective human will.
"Doctor, I will support your ideas and research, but before that..."
Silco pointed to Svarog, who was fiercely fighting everyone on the light screen,
"Perhaps you've already guessed what I mean—"
"Unfortunately, that's impossible."
Without waiting for Silco to finish speaking, Singed immediately denied his fantasy on the spot.
He shook his head calmly and walked slowly forward until he reached the deepest part of the factory, in front of a mechanical turret that was a full person tall and had a dark red light flowing on its surface.
He stopped.
"The H-28Q Evolution Turret, an automatic defense weapon developed by Professor Heimerdinger for Piltover's defense. It once represented the pinnacle of craftsmanship on this continent."
Singed stroked the core beneath the turret. Twisted large cylinders were gathered together, and winding copper pipes wrapped around the core like blood vessels.
Such dense copper pipes must be used for heat dissipation. Legend has it that after several firings, this turret would shoot a powerful laser – even walls as thick as Demacian ones would be difficult to withstand.
"Although it's hard to imagine where in the topside you got something like this..."
"But I can clearly tell you that even with technology ten times more precise than this turret, I cannot replicate a legend like Svarog."
"...That's not the answer I want to hear, Doctor."
Facing Singed's answer, Silco wasn't angry; on the contrary, his voice was quite calm.
"Don't rush, I'll give you the answer."
Singed beckoned to him, signaling Silco to come closer and look with him.
He pointed to the core inside the turret – although time had passed, the core was still very well preserved. Through the gaps in the turret, Silco could see the chain meshing with a metal disk less than 1 centimeter in diameter.
Each link on the chain was only the size of a sesame seed.
"Legend has it that the core of early Piltover turrets had a diameter exceeding 2 meters. Later, Professor Heimerdinger modified it to reduce the diameter to 20 centimeters. Because of the core's modification, the turret could build more functions and provide greater firepower."
"But even this step took Professor Heimerdinger decades to achieve..."
Singed sighed,
"To manufacture a mechanical giant like Svarog, in addition to intelligent technology, it also requires powerful firepower, missile carrying, and manipulating giant hands... Simply put, the craftsmanship required is equivalent to reducing this 20-centimeter diameter core to less than 2 millimeters."
"Moreover, we don't know what kind of energy powers Svarog. If it's electric energy... Unless you're willing to sacrifice half of the Underworld's electricity, even if we build him, we won't be able to make him move."
"If he can't move, then what's the difference between him and a useless hunk of iron?"
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