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The Apairon School members on the island were also incredibly unlucky. They were just a group of enthusiasts who hid away to study mathematics. They hadn't bothered or offended anyone, yet they inexplicably received the same treatment as those in Hiroshima and Nagasaki. If the island were any smaller, the real-life version of the main storyline of "1999" would have become a literal "Song of Loneliness"—meaning that everyone outside the main characters had drunk it.

In the blink of an eye, Arcana lost all its ceremonial support.

Wan Qi certainly wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by.

It's my turn now. Spell Card, activate!

Nine beams of light suddenly rose from Apailang Island and quickly formed an intricate geometric pattern in the sky that made the eyes of 37 people light up.

"Prime numbers, integers, fractions, and irrational numbers—who knew numbers could be combined like this!"

Simply by seeing the geometric patterns forming in the sky, numbers naturally began to combine in 37's mind, orderly revealing the mystery of another power to her.

That's talent; there's nothing you can do about it, you can't envy it.

Holy Number Magic o Holy Number 9 o Fall from the Sky.

Those who frequently use Holy Number magic know that each Holy Number spell has its own characteristics and will have special effects after the spell ends. For example, Holy Number 3, Natural Law, will leave behind a cycle called "Natural Law" after the spell ends. If given to a Druid or Necromancer, it can have an enlightenment effect and help increase the power of the spell. The mystical spell of Parasite is no exception. They are all within the same framework and do not affect each other.

However, the number 9 is special. Compared to the previous eight, it has only one effect: pure, continuously stackable destructive power with no theoretical limit. As long as it is stacked in multiples of 9, the actual effect depends on the user's own strength, which is the effect obtained by multiplying Wan Qi's strength by 9.

If it's 18, then it's Wan Qi's strength multiplied by 18, and so on.

Nine is the foundation and minimum value of this sacred number magic, but Wanqi's strength multiplied by nine is enough to kill Arcana.

A radiant light shone from the sky, and the earth began to groan. To the onlookers, a portion of the sky suddenly detached from its original position and crashed down upon the ground with unstoppable force.

At this point, Arcana's location was completely locked in the spatial structure, and she had no way to escape now.

Wan Qi was fully confident in eliminating this part of Arcana's existence, completely annihilating it.

“You are truly a treasure trove.” Arcana showed no signs of impending death. She stared at Wan Qi with admiration in her eyes. “We will meet again. I hope you will give me even more surprises then.”

The falling sky engulfed everything, Arcana and her summoned creatures vanished along with a large expanse of seawater below, leaving a deep crater in the seabed.

A pure, unadulterated magical attack, a nuclear strike from the magical world.

After the meteorite fell from the sky, everyone present felt as if something was missing from their surroundings.

Not surprising. This is a brief vacuum effect formed after the elemental power is excessively extracted and consumed, creating an effect similar to a magic-suppressing field. If someone tries to cast a mystical spell at this time, it will either fail or its power will be greatly reduced. If the power of the Holy Number 9 is stacked to 36 or more, it will be the Great Ivan without any reduction in power.

But that would require a special ritual setup; it's not something you can do like Wanqi, where you can just randomly plant stakes and deploy nine undead units to replace the corresponding ritual points.

Seawater flowed back into the pit, and the forces of nature covered the area once more, making the battlefield vanish without a trace.

Wan Qi took one last look at the spot, then turned away...

Why has the island shrunk?

Section 98: Subspace, the World Barrier

(12,000 words updated, achieved! Where are the comments? (3rd installment) Where are the monthly tickets?)

Looking at Apailang Island, which was at least half the size it had become, silence was the only thing that met Wanqi's mind at that moment.

Regardless of the reason, the battle between Sichen Squad and the Hand of Reconstruction did indeed dismantle the enemy.

Good news: There were only minor injuries in the main area, and no fatalities.

Bad news: Apailang Island says, "What did I do to deserve this? Everyone's targeting me."

What's even more embarrassing is that things wouldn't have turned out this way originally, but Virtin's tuning caused the Sichen Squad's combat power to erupt with unimaginable force, directly overturning the already crumbling island structure.

This is a hell of a joke.

When Vanchi returned to the island, Virtin was talking to 6. The mathematicians on Apailan Island did not make things difficult for them. Instead, they were very grateful to the Sichen team for protecting their safety and sacred site.

These people haven't caught any of the ills of the times, so why have they gone mad?

Upon seeing Wan Qi approach, 6 and 210 temporarily left, while Virtin immediately ran to Wan Qi.

"Are you injured?"

"You dismantled Arcana's ritual construct too quickly. She didn't even have time to unleash her full power before I used a powerful attack to take her down. But she's definitely not dead."

Seeing that Wan Qi was alright, Veltin breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "After all, he is an existence that has lived for countless years, so he must have many ways to protect himself."

Wan Qi nodded, then asked, "Speaking of which, they didn't give you any trouble?"

"not at all."

"It's completely different from the situation in the game. The Apairang followers there aren't so friendly to outsiders."

"We didn't show this level of power in the game," Wilting said casually. "Humans argue with each other, but humans never argue with nuclear bombs."

"That's true." Wan Qi laughed, then stamped his foot and said, "There's still a problem down there that hasn't been solved yet."

Virtue nodded and said, “Yes, the faith of the Unlimited Ones and believers, if not handled properly, could very well be repeated in reality. And faith is often a very complex thing, with countless people sacrificing their lives for it.”

"On this matter, Wilting, have you ever heard of impulsive suicide?"

"In a moment of impulsiveness, someone suddenly becomes depressed and attempts suicide, is that what you mean?"

"Yes, let me give you an example. If you stop these believers from dying for their faith, and then throw them a dagger afterward and tell them to do whatever they want, do you think the number of martyrs will increase or decrease?"

Are you sure they won't redirect their hatred towards you?

"I'm just using an analogy, but the solution is based on a similar principle. However, before that, I need to meet the Unlimited Ones here."

"I'll go with you!"

"Then let's go."

Unlike in the game where 37 travels with Virtien, this time it is Wan Qi who is traveling with Virtien.

Under Wan Qi's mental search, the underground cave revealed no secrets whatsoever, but unexpected events also occurred.

"A being of a higher dimension, what brings you here?"

Wan Qi stopped in his tracks and quickly scanned the surrounding environment with his mental energy.

"what happened?"

"Did you hear anything?"

Virtue shook his head.

"Only I can hear and understand; the Unlimited One has entered my mental perception."

As if to confirm Wan Qi's guess, the voice rang out again.

"what do you want?"

"oh! "

This time, Virtin cried out in pain, covering his forehead with one hand.

Wan Qi's mental energy immediately formed a shield to protect Wilting.

"Are you okay?"

"It's nothing, it's just that a lot of background noise suddenly popped into my head."

"Noise? Is it just noise?"

Wilting nodded and said, "All I hear is static."

"She can't hear me; this is a communication that only you and I can have."

Wan Qi directly used his mental power to retort, "Wilding's dimension isn't high?"

“She is special, but she is still a finite person, but you are different.”

"You talk as if I know everything. You and Kal'tsit must have something in common."

"There is no omniscient being in the world; being finite is the norm, and at least I can't be one."

"So, I'm the same as you in some way, or at least close to you, is that what you mean?"

"Yes."

"So, in your opinion, what kind of existence am I?"

In my understanding, you are more pure.

"What do you mean?"

"Just like the beginning of the world, the starting point of everything."

Could you please explain this in a more human way?

"The origin of the world, or at least the origin of some worlds, is my understanding."

For some reason, Wan Qi suddenly thought of the previous notification from the dimensional phone:

"A leak of psionic energy has been detected. Please take immediate action."

Keyword extraction: psionic energy and origin.

Wan Qi, of course, knew nothing about psionic energy. All he knew was that he had used the power of the Red Sea to annihilate the twisted monster controlled by the evil god of another world. The waters of the Red Sea devoured everything, domineering and unreasonable.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Wan Qi.

The "lake water" that runs away whenever it touches Wilting's suitcase.

The "torrential rain" that one is helpless against.

The Red Sea has a world-devouring nature, yet it also shows leniency towards itself.

Is it possible that the power in the Red Sea world requires some kind of "recognition," and that I happen to be the key?

"Vildin, wait for me here."

Continuing forward, the Unlimited One, who is already communicating with him, will definitely release more spirituality. This kind of turmoil is too much for Veltine to handle. If he is distracted while protecting himself, his information acquisition may be interfered with, so this is the only way.

The clever Miss Sichen immediately realized that she would be a hindrance, so she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

So Virtue stayed behind, while Vanchi continued forward until a jumble of shifting geometric shapes appeared before him.

This is still not the location of the Unlimited Ones on the island under normal circumstances, but Wanqi's special nature made him take the initiative to come out and greet this "fellow traveler".

At least from the perspective of the Unlimited Ones, Wan Qi is one of their own.

"Hello, fellow countryman."

"You consider me to be your compatriot?"

"At least on the scale of understanding, I am very close to you."

"No, no, no, I know far less than you do."

"But you know I don't mean whether you know as much as I do, a collective unconscious collective. Your characterization of me is very accurate."

"It's just the wisdom of our predecessors, and I'm merely picking up scraps from their wisdom. But one thing I'm certain of now is that your knowledge is the sum of all the known knowledge of human civilization. However, because you can integrate this vast amount of knowledge and use the collective subconscious of humankind as a vehicle, you can predict and calculate answers that humans cannot normally arrive at. This is the truth about the Unlimited Ones; in essence, it is still the collective power of humanity."

“You’re right. To be honest, I’m just a part of this consciousness that happened to float up into the material world and was strengthened by the faith here.”

"The strange and mysterious rules on the island are rituals that reinforce faith. You gain power and provide protection through their faith, making this island a paradise far from conflict."

"It's always a pleasure to communicate with my compatriots who understand me."

"I also know that you are actually very willing to communicate with people, but most people's brains can't handle your spiritual stimulation, and it would likely lead to someone's death."

The voice of the Unlimited One became somewhat helpless: "I am not demanding, and I am willing to communicate and share knowledge with others, but they cannot hear or understand my voice. Even if they solve problems through some means, they only get partial answers, and there is a lack of information. Before you, the only person who got close to me was 77, who is 37's mother."

"Then what? "

“I answered her question and told her how to prevent the collapse of faith on the island, and that I could still protect them.”

"But she didn't hear the whole thing, right?"

"She fainted after hearing only a third of what I said. When she woke up, she started to question the meaning of life. But if I had stopped her and forced the answers on her, someone would have died."

Wan Qi complained, "What kind of psionic Muggle can't understand the Emperor's psionic shouts?"

In general, the Unlimited One was more talkative than the believers described, and even said some outrageous things. At first, Wan Qi had a good back-and-forth conversation with him, but it quickly turned into a one-sided verbal output from him. It was clear that this kid was really holding back.

"Finally, someone I can have a normal conversation with! It's been such a relief!"

"Arcana can't communicate with you?"

"She could only hear half of what was said, and she was, besides you, the person on this island who had ever been closest to me."

Wan Qi nodded, indicating his understanding.

Don't be fooled by the seemingly lively conversation between you and the Unlimited One. To outsiders, it looks like two violent spiritual forces colliding wildly in a higher dimension. Every exchange is a spiritual tide, like an ant being blown away by a breath from a human. In that state, how could an ordinary person possibly understand what the Unlimited One is trying to say? Just surviving is a blessing from their ancestors.