Whether the upper limit of a Miracle Invoker's sequence could create a nuclear bomb was indeed a new topic worth studying.
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Not much was consumed, just one Miracle Invoker was enough.
With the effect of the Golden Hammer, the iron box became indestructible again.
The magician kept snapping his fingers. He was no longer adding gas to the interior bit by bit; the exponential increase in internal pressure was not only a test for the container but also for the magician.
And as more gas filled a fixed space, the more miracles it consumed.
"So that's how it is."
Tang looked at the magician whose face had already begun to sprout wriggling granulation tissue and sighed silently.
"The reason for not providing magic props filled with spirituality and Extraordinary power is ultimately because that consumes the most miracles."
"But even if only non-spiritual and non-Extraordinary things are provided, as the complexity and difficulty of the provided things increase, the miracles it needs to consume will also increase exponentially."
The previous steam engine was like this, and now filling a fixed space with gas was the same.
The former represented increasing complexity, and the latter represented increasing difficulty.
Otherwise, if a Miracle Invoker directly wished for all the air in the world to disappear, the vast majority of people would be finished.
"So, 'sequence' is really important."
After all, a Miracle Invoker was only Sequence Two, not a True God... but if it were a True God level wish... emm, anyway, he wasn't one.
As the filled gas increased exponentially, the magician had to mobilize more miracles to occur here.
Those gases were like uncontrollable prehistoric beasts, and with each miracle that occurred, the internal reaction became more violent.
The magician's face began to twitch, the smile at the corner of his mouth tearing his face open, revealing the inside, and his body was like a wax sculpture, slowly melting.
His eyes stared lifelessly at Tang beside him. Tang spread his hands indifferently. "Also, oh, seventeen minutes, keep going."
Magician: "..."
Why did this person give him a more shameless feeling than that Traveler from before?
Was he taking him for granted?
"No way, that's the rule." Tang held the Golden Hammer, and whenever he saw the iron box deform, he would knock it upwards, while secretly instructing the System.
"System, are you ready?"
He had 8815 knowledge fragments left.
'Ready, Host.'
''Craftsman' module ready, 500 knowledge fragments consumed, preheating.'
'Remaining knowledge fragments: 8315.'
Ten minutes left.
Tang looked at the airtight iron lump.
The things inside began to deform.
The originally transparent liquid began to show a turbid color.
The magician's body paused, but he still snapped his fingers according to the principle.
Tang struck the side of the iron box again, reinforcing it.
Seven minutes left.
At this time, the internal gas had compressed to the point where even the magician had to slow down the amount of gas he added.
The originally clear and transparent water had become completely turbid, faintly glowing with a metallic luster.
Five minutes left.
The metallic luster continuously filled the entire iron box.
Three minutes left.
The 'miracle' had already occurred.
The great power, judged by this huge theater as a 'miracle of creation,' was about to begin feeding back to itself.
But at this moment, Tang looked at the magician who had once again twisted and deformed with the consumption of miracles.
"Tell me, what is the principle of a magician?"
"Naturally..." he smiled, "not to do unprepared performances."
Tang suddenly retreated backward.
He stopped reinforcing the container, and his left hand was unknowingly wrapped with a dark, dull-colored iron chain.
The ruby adorning the end of the iron chain was faintly lit as spirituality was injected.
All of the magician's attention was focused on the metallic solid condensing inside the iron box. He didn't even have time to notice the changes beside him. An iron chain pierced through his body.
The Reality Enchancement decree rapidly suppressed his existence.
This was unknown whether it was a marionette or a historical projection. The magician, who had already melted like a wax figure, slowly turned his head, cracked his mouth, revealing the dense white teeth inside.
"Miracle, the great..."
Thump—
Tang held the dark golden hammer handle in his right hand and struck the palm of his left hand, which was wrapped in the iron chain.
Thump—
Thump—
'500 knowledge fragments consumed, your current enhancement will be raised to the demigod sequence!'
'Duration: Sixty seconds.'
The iron chain split at its end at this moment, countless slender iron chains缠绕ed around the magician, and even more scattered in all directions, touching invisible walls, piercing through them, breaking this invisible hidden place, completely destroying it.
Puchi—
Puchi—
Puchi—
The reinforced iron chains pierced through the huge curtain. The mystical item with the demigod-level Reality Enchancement decree suppressed a corner of the theater in the next moment!
This was just the tip of the iceberg for the entire theater, but for Tang, it was indeed the perfect opportunity.
This was a gap, and this gap would become a fatal weakness!
Let them see what art is!
"System, ignite it."
Under the gaze of countless marionettes, a certain existence above the dome, and countless Extraordinary individuals, the compressed substance, under the System's subtle influence, completely erupted!
'500 knowledge fragments consumed, your current enhancement will be raised to the demigod sequence!'
One had to know that metallic hydrogen had a blasting power thirty to forty times greater than TNT.
"Enhance!"
Perform a demigod-level physical enhancement on the metal inside the iron box!
This would be the biggest fireworks show of the century!
The blood in Tang's body was surging.
Countless iron chains wrapped around his body, and he retreated rapidly. In the shadows around him were countless wriggling worms, pieced-together monsters, dull and rigid marionettes, old people, children, men, women, Extraordinary individuals, and even ordinary people.
They silently watched Tang, who was wrapped and protected by countless iron chains, and then, with a bang.
The box exploded.
Within a thousandth of a second, the instantly vaporizing heatwave and the extremely terrifying temperature enveloped and swallowed them.
The scorching heatwave was like the most ferocious beast in the depths of a dark forest, illuminating everything around it.
The earth trembled, and the dome swayed.
The theater that could not end, its curtain torn, the decree of reality enhancement bound its torso, countless marionettes rose ferociously, and then were completely swallowed by the surging flames erupting from a corner!
In the northwest corner of Tingen, the earth shook and the mountains swayed.
Owen suddenly turned around. Olson, who had traveled here after sensing the problem, had a pale face. They all looked towards the circus not far away.
There, heat waves rolled, and the sky and earth seemed to collapse!
(End of this chapter)