Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 21 Art is Patrick Star

Whether the miracle worker's status limit is enough to create a nuclear bomb is a new topic worth studying.

"On Whether the Combination of Mysticism and Science Can Create a New System," "Maximizing the Utilization of Miracle Workers," "The Close Cooperation Between the Church of the God of Craftsmen and Miracle Workers," "Necessary Conditions for the Mysticization of Technology"...

The consumption is not much, one miracle worker is enough.

With the effect of the golden hammer, the iron box became indestructible again.

The magician continued to snap his fingers. He was no longer adding gas one portion at a time. The exponential increase in internal air pressure was not only a test for the container, but also for the magician.

And as more gas is filled in a fixed space, more miracles are consumed.

"That's true."

Tang sighed silently as he looked at the magician whose face was already beginning to sprout flesh.

"The reason we don't provide magic props that are imbued with spirituality and extraordinary power is because doing so consumes the most magic."

"However, even if the offering is only non-spiritual and without extraordinary power, the miracles required will increase exponentially as the offering becomes more complex and difficult."

This was the case with steam engines before, and it is the same today when filling a fixed space with gas.

The former represents complexity, and the latter represents difficulty.

Otherwise, if a miracle worker simply made a wish to make all the air in the world disappear, most people would be finished.

"So, 'person' is really important."

After all, the miracle worker is only a Sequence Two, not a true God... But if it is a wish at the level of a true God... emm, he is not one anyway.

As the filling gas multiplied, the magician had to mobilize more miracles to happen here.

Those gases seemed like uncontrollable prehistoric beasts. Every time a miracle happened, the reaction inside them became more violent.

The magician's face began to twitch, and the smile at the corners of his mouth began to tear his face apart, revealing his inner body, while his body was like a wax sculpture, slowly dissolving.

He stared at Tang beside him with a dead look. Tang spread his hands nonchalantly and said, "And, oh, seventeen minutes left. Come on."

magician:"……"

Why did this man give him a feeling of being even more shameless than the previous traveler?

Is this a sure thing for him?

"There's nothing we can do. This is the rule." Tang took the golden hammer and knocked it upwards when he saw the iron box deformed, while secretly instructing the system at the same time.

"System, are you ready?"

He still has 8815 fragments of knowledge left.

"Alright, host."

"The 'Craftsman' module is ready. Five hundred knowledge fragments have been consumed and it is currently warming up."

'Remaining fragments of knowledge; 8315.'

Ten minutes left.

Tang looked at the airtight iron lump.

The things inside began to deform.

The originally transparent liquid began to turn turbid.

The magician's body paused, but he continued to snap his fingers according to the rules.

Tang knocked on the side of the iron box again to reinforce it.

Seven minutes left.

At this point, the gas inside had been squeezed to the point where the magician had to slow down the amount of gas added.

The originally clear and transparent water has become completely turbid, with a faint metallic luster.

Five minutes left.

The metallic luster continues to fill the entire iron box.

Three minutes left. A miracle had already happened.

The great power that this huge theater judged to be a "miracle of creation" was about to begin to feed back upon itself.

At this time, Tang looked at the magician who had been distorted again as the miracle was consumed.

"Tell me, what are the rules for a magician?"

"Of course..." He smiled, "I don't perform without preparation."

Tang suddenly stepped back.

He stopped reinforcing the container, and his left hand was wrapped with a dark-colored iron chain.

The ruby ​​at the end of the chain was slightly lit up with the infusion of spirituality.

The magician's entire attention was focused on the solid metal inside the iron box. He didn't even have time to notice the changes on his side before an iron chain pierced through his body.

The law of augmented reality rapidly suppressed his existence.

It is not known whether this is a secret doll or a projection of history. The magician, who has melted like a wax figure, slowly turned his head and cracked his mouth, revealing his sharp white teeth.

"Miracle, great..."

thump—

Tang held the dark golden hammer handle in his right hand and struck it on the palm of his left hand which was wrapped in an iron chain.

thump—

thump—

"Five hundred knowledge fragments have been consumed. This time, your enhancement will elevate you to the rank of demigod!"

'Duration: Sixty seconds.'

The tail of the chain split at this moment, and countless thin chains wrapped around the magician, while more of them scattered around, touching the invisible wall and penetrating into it, breaking this invisible hiding place and completely destroying it.

puff-

puff-

puff-

The huge curtain was pierced by reinforced iron chains, and the magical item with demigod-level reality enhancement laws suppressed a corner of the theater in the next moment!
This is just the tip of the iceberg for the entire theater, but it is indeed a perfect opportunity for Tang.

This is a gap, and this gap will become a fatal weakness!
Let me show you what art is!
"Tongzi, light the fire."

Under the gazes of countless secret marionettes, some kind of existence above the dome, and countless extraordinary people, the compressed matter completely exploded under the subtle influence of the system!
"Five hundred knowledge fragments have been consumed. This time, your enhancement will elevate you to the rank of demigod!"

You know, the explosive power of metallic hydrogen is thirty to forty times greater than that of TNT.

"strengthen!"

Perform a semi-god-level enhancement on the physical properties of the metal inside the iron box!

This will be the biggest fireworks display of the century!
The blood in Tang's body was rushing.

Countless chains wrapped around his body as he retreated rapidly. In the shadows around him were countless wriggling insects, spliced-together monsters, dull, rigid puppets, the elderly, children, men, women, Beyonders, and even ordinary people.

They silently watched Tang who was protected by countless chains, and then, there was a loud bang.

The box exploded.

In a thousandth of a second, the instantly surging heat wave and extremely terrifying temperature enveloped and swallowed them.

The scorching air waves were like the craziest beast in the depths of the dark forest, lighting up everything around.

The earth trembles and the dome shakes.

The theater could not close, the curtain was torn, and the laws of enhanced reality bound its body. Countless secret puppets stood up ferociously, and then were ejected from a corner, and were completely engulfed by the surging flames!

In the northwest corner of Tingen, the earth shook.

Owen turned around abruptly, noticing the problem. Olson's face turned pale as he traveled with him, and they all looked towards the circus not far away.

There were heat waves rolling and the sky was collapsing!
(End of this chapter)