Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses
Foel sent a signal frequency to deactivate the cuffs on Elon's friends back on the concealment dome. She also removed Elon's complicated restrictions in case her luck began to activate. Then again, giving the chimaera the confusion of tone would render her judgement questionable.
"W-why?"
MF approached Elon and put her forefinger to the chimaera's lips. "Hush, good medicine tastes bitter. Don't forget that you're still under our slave formation." The devil then slowly pulled her finger to touch her lips. "Now, I recommend finding your friend inside the concealment dome we've set to hide from the raid. They are in a bad shape, but they are alive. You better hurry or the food will spoil and attract the scavengers who pick up what's left of the flesh."
The manic smile made Elon remember who she was dealing with. The torn and bloody clothes MF showcased back then weren't a lie. The thought of revolt and vengeance came back to her until she saw the glare of those who commit atrocious acts like it was Tuesday morning.
It was a glare that would absolutely do everything to kill her again. She knew that she wasn't invincible anymore, resisting them would be a death sentence. She didn't know anything about the Crysaj and other realms but there was one thing for sure that was absolute.
MF and Foel were revenant incarnations. Ironically, they were actually a revenant but Elon was unconscious to see their fall and revival.
Their killing intent was enough to shroud the sky. It might be enhanced with their soul's symbols pills but in Elon's eyes, they are the true evil who made the fact that her interrogation seemed like a blessing. MF's aura of rebellion affected her judgement of wanting revenge, turning her into a meek and obedient slave both in mentality and body.
A rebellion to the now turned girl's purest feelings.
The thought of having her heart pierced again was as terrifying as seeing her friend were killed. After some dangerous trains of thought, she then noticed something within her soul.
256 layers of slave formation. There were no errors or weakness in any kind because it was done by forcefully removing her own soul anchor without any external energy. It was a maximum prison with no weaknesses to abuse.
"Remember, you're our possession now."
"... Yes."
MF and Foel left the scene, leaving the traumatized Elon, standing with an artifact to defend herself and a poorly scribbled map of the whereabouts of Lilia and Sura. The self depreciation was gone, what was only left was the fear of disobeying her new master.
Passing numerous raging Calamities, both revenants rushed to the Citadel, commencing the second phase of their plan.
Fortune's blessings didn't even trigger for the whole process of the interrogation. Maybe, becoming the slave of the future menace was the luckiest thing that happened to her all along.
Both of them reached the rear of the Calamities raid. Numerous magic projectiles passed them like spark from welded metal. Not long after they came as the messiah of those Calamities, more cannon variants were rising, and it was all because of one sole thing.
'Virus Secretion.'
MF managed to utilize this genetic schematic that was left behind on her latest experiments. A virus is a submicroscopic infectious agent that replicates only inside the living cells of an organism. Viruses do infect all life forms, from animals and plants to microorganisms, including bacteria and archaea, but MF didn't want an inhabitable outbreak so she used this gene in a different approach.
Because viruses exist in the form of independent particles, or what MF likes to call virions. They consist of long molecules of DNA or RNA that encode the structure of the proteins by which the virus acts. MF then coded it to only infect a Calamity's genetic exterior and programmed it to create a horrendous mutagen using its ribonucleic acid to mutate them instantly using their own physical energy.
Then came the newest variants that sucked after more minutes of the virus experimentation. A variant that could syphon all of their mana to create a stronger organic cannon on their body parts. A Calamity with a high amount of mana would be able to mutate a city-destroying blaster and it certainly had happened right on the battlefield.
The Citadel's shield was bombarded with concentrated kinetic energy multiple times. The Vagant Association and the followers from Temple of Pallas had enacted numerous killing formations to assassinate the higher variant of those Calamities, but this doesn't change the reality that they won't survive any longer than a day.
But there was an icing on the cake.
MF had given time for Foel to develop a Calamity slaving magic-circuit formation. In common sense, one couldn't enslave or control those monstrous menaces using this technique but MF and Foel were now filled with a high amount of 'void' in which they used these extreme substances to create a counter benchmark to make one of the forbidden spells.
"Put more circuit gates to shift the trigger on these numerous kinds of Calamities' physical vessels," MF said, supervising Foel who was meticulously trying to create the revolutionary spell's circuits. "They don't have a soul but they have something similar that acts as a soul within them."
"MORE LAYERS!!"
Magic spell and formation consisted of circuits, a variation of commands with triggers, gates, and alchemical template to convert mana into numerous variables of property. Just like programming.
Spells are circuits that work as a one time use or gimmick that will result in an effect, like assimilating mana into fire that can be controlled or body enhancement casting, and healing.
A Formation is a circuit that mostly utilizes a separate source of energy from the caster and would work for a long term use. Most people create a temporary socket within the formation for them to inject their mana to fuel the circuit of their usages, larger formations might need a mana crystal entirely to fuel it for a long time.
Within 57 minutes, 39 seconds. Foel had created the 'void' conquering weapon consisting of 20 millions magic circuits inside a single formation for her to fully control the poor living being that was being struck by this formation.
"Depending on how strong they can resist this formation, an intelligent one might take more process and needs to be weakened," said the tanomobi.
"That is enough."
MF made a giant virus at the size of a thumb to accommodate this formation. After the virus was imbued by the condensed formation, MF immediately sent the virus to a passing bipedal dragon-like Calamity with only back legs and no wings called a Yelper, a low F-rank Calamity with the perseverance of a dog but the size of a grown man.
"Gotcha! Now my dear, try controlling it."
"Come here."
Foel used a unique speech spell to send a wavelength that could command the Yelper.
The Yelper sharply turned and approached Fiel before sticking out its tongue like a dog.
"Sit."
The Yelper then sat on the ground.
"You're longing for a pet?"
"Yeah, actually, but I couldn't get one until now."
MF chuckled. "Don't worry, you will have a big one soon."
One by one, numerous Calamities were forcefully stricken by these terrifying substances that immediately took all of their rights as a living being. While the raid was never ending, the defenders might end the war sooner but MF didn't want that.
MF tried to look for the armored titan skeleton using her every sense to no avail. It seemed like the gargantuan could conceal itself by dispersing or by hiding in a hidden realm.
"For such a massive Calamity to have this much intellect is really alarming."
2 minutes later, a thunderous flash boomed into the scene. The giant appeared out of nowhere, its sheer size and menacing armor alone had cursed many mentally-weak Usurpers into a never ending fear.
While those Usurpers' eyes were of hatred and wary, MF's gaze was those of an excitement.
"The target appeared, it's time to dig in."
Chapter 32: Calamity Slaving Viruses
"W-why?"
MF approached Elon and put her forefinger to the chimaera's lips. "Hush, good medicine tastes bitter. Don't forget that you're still under our slave formation." The devil then slowly pulled her finger to touch her lips. "Now, I recommend finding your friend inside the concealment dome we've set to hide from the raid. They are in a bad shape, but they are alive. You better hurry or the food will spoil and attract the scavengers who pick up what's left of the flesh."
The manic smile made Elon remember who she was dealing with. The torn and bloody clothes MF showcased back then weren't a lie. The thought of revolt and vengeance came back to her until she saw the glare of those who commit atrocious acts like it was Tuesday morning.
It was a glare that would absolutely do everything to kill her again. She knew that she wasn't invincible anymore, resisting them would be a death sentence. She didn't know anything about the Crysaj and other realms but there was one thing for sure that was absolute.
MF and Foel were revenant incarnations. Ironically, they were actually a revenant but Elon was unconscious to see their fall and revival.
Their killing intent was enough to shroud the sky. It might be enhanced with their soul's symbols pills but in Elon's eyes, they are the true evil who made the fact that her interrogation seemed like a blessing. MF's aura of rebellion affected her judgement of wanting revenge, turning her into a meek and obedient slave both in mentality and body.
A rebellion to the now turned girl's purest feelings.
The thought of having her heart pierced again was as terrifying as seeing her friend were killed. After some dangerous trains of thought, she then noticed something within her soul.
256 layers of slave formation. There were no errors or weakness in any kind because it was done by forcefully removing her own soul anchor without any external energy. It was a maximum prison with no weaknesses to abuse.
"Remember, you're our possession now."
"... Yes."
MF and Foel left the scene, leaving the traumatized Elon, standing with an artifact to defend herself and a poorly scribbled map of the whereabouts of Lilia and Sura. The self depreciation was gone, what was only left was the fear of disobeying her new master.
Passing numerous raging Calamities, both revenants rushed to the Citadel, commencing the second phase of their plan.
Fortune's blessings didn't even trigger for the whole process of the interrogation. Maybe, becoming the slave of the future menace was the luckiest thing that happened to her all along.
Both of them reached the rear of the Calamities raid. Numerous magic projectiles passed them like spark from welded metal. Not long after they came as the messiah of those Calamities, more cannon variants were rising, and it was all because of one sole thing.
'Virus Secretion.'
MF managed to utilize this genetic schematic that was left behind on her latest experiments. A virus is a submicroscopic infectious agent that replicates only inside the living cells of an organism. Viruses do infect all life forms, from animals and plants to microorganisms, including bacteria and archaea, but MF didn't want an inhabitable outbreak so she used this gene in a different approach.
Because viruses exist in the form of independent particles, or what MF likes to call virions. They consist of long molecules of DNA or RNA that encode the structure of the proteins by which the virus acts. MF then coded it to only infect a Calamity's genetic exterior and programmed it to create a horrendous mutagen using its ribonucleic acid to mutate them instantly using their own physical energy.
Then came the newest variants that sucked after more minutes of the virus experimentation. A variant that could syphon all of their mana to create a stronger organic cannon on their body parts. A Calamity with a high amount of mana would be able to mutate a city-destroying blaster and it certainly had happened right on the battlefield.
But there was an icing on the cake.
MF had given time for Foel to develop a Calamity slaving magic-circuit formation. In common sense, one couldn't enslave or control those monstrous menaces using this technique but MF and Foel were now filled with a high amount of 'void' in which they used these extreme substances to create a counter benchmark to make one of the forbidden spells.
"Put more circuit gates to shift the trigger on these numerous kinds of Calamities' physical vessels," MF said, supervising Foel who was meticulously trying to create the revolutionary spell's circuits. "They don't have a soul but they have something similar that acts as a soul within them."
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"Want me to increase the layers?""MORE LAYERS!!"
Magic spell and formation consisted of circuits, a variation of commands with triggers, gates, and alchemical template to convert mana into numerous variables of property. Just like programming.
Spells are circuits that work as a one time use or gimmick that will result in an effect, like assimilating mana into fire that can be controlled or body enhancement casting, and healing.
A Formation is a circuit that mostly utilizes a separate source of energy from the caster and would work for a long term use. Most people create a temporary socket within the formation for them to inject their mana to fuel the circuit of their usages, larger formations might need a mana crystal entirely to fuel it for a long time.
Within 57 minutes, 39 seconds. Foel had created the 'void' conquering weapon consisting of 20 millions magic circuits inside a single formation for her to fully control the poor living being that was being struck by this formation.
"Depending on how strong they can resist this formation, an intelligent one might take more process and needs to be weakened," said the tanomobi.
"That is enough."
MF made a giant virus at the size of a thumb to accommodate this formation. After the virus was imbued by the condensed formation, MF immediately sent the virus to a passing bipedal dragon-like Calamity with only back legs and no wings called a Yelper, a low F-rank Calamity with the perseverance of a dog but the size of a grown man.
"Gotcha! Now my dear, try controlling it."
"Come here."
Foel used a unique speech spell to send a wavelength that could command the Yelper.
The Yelper sharply turned and approached Fiel before sticking out its tongue like a dog.
"Sit."
The Yelper then sat on the ground.
"You're longing for a pet?"
MF chuckled. "Don't worry, you will have a big one soon."
One by one, numerous Calamities were forcefully stricken by these terrifying substances that immediately took all of their rights as a living being. While the raid was never ending, the defenders might end the war sooner but MF didn't want that.
MF tried to look for the armored titan skeleton using her every sense to no avail. It seemed like the gargantuan could conceal itself by dispersing or by hiding in a hidden realm.
"For such a massive Calamity to have this much intellect is really alarming."
2 minutes later, a thunderous flash boomed into the scene. The giant appeared out of nowhere, its sheer size and menacing armor alone had cursed many mentally-weak Usurpers into a never ending fear.
While those Usurpers' eyes were of hatred and wary, MF's gaze was those of an excitement.
"The target appeared, it's time to dig in."
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