Chapter 020: Authority

Shinonono Tabane didn't want to stay in this world forever just because of an authority.

Moreover, Wang Bo had left behind weapons; when the Precursors returned, humanity might have already upgraded and replaced them based on these weapons, gaining more confidence to face the Precursors.

"Now, do you have any more questions, Miss Shinonono Tabane?"

"Can humanity truly defeat the Precursors?" Shinonono Tabane asked the most important question.

To be honest, Wang Bo couldn't answer that. "I don't know. I don't actually know much about the Precursors, so I don't know how powerful they really are."

"But I can leave humanity a way out. When I leave this world, I will leave behind space jump technology. Then, if humanity really can't defeat the monsters, they can leave Earth, step into the universe, and find a new home."

"That's all I can do."

Shinonono Tabane nodded in satisfaction and grasped Wang Bo's right hand. "Send me back."

Seeing that humanity in this world wouldn't perish, Shinonono Tabane stopped worrying. Now she couldn't wait to return to her original world to see her sister.

A minute later, Shinonono Tabane smoothly left this world.

[Congratulations, host. You've earned two more chances to draw. Honestly, if other hosts were as effective as you, I'd be laughing in my dreams.]

After sending off Diana and Shinonono Tabane, Wang Bo's cheat became excited.

Hearing this, Wang Bo couldn't help but tease, "You're just a divine artifact. Can you even dream?"

[Why can't I dream? Host, that's racial discrimination.]

"Bullshit racial discrimination." Wang Bo didn't believe at all that a divine artifact could dream.

[Enough chit-chat. Want to draw now?]

"First, tell me: are there any other transmigrators in this world?"

[None.]

"Then let's draw." Wang Bo said decisively.

[Alright. Drawing begins, drawing ends. The prizes have been sent to your four-dimensional pocket. This time you got some really good prizes, host.]

"Tell me about them." Wang Bo asked expectantly.

[The first prize you drew is Alchemy.]

"Alchemy? From which world?" Wang Bo couldn't help asking. Alchemy, like magic, has many varieties, and many fantasy worlds have it.

The world of Dragon Raja has alchemy, the Harry Potter world has alchemy, Fullmetal Alchemist, Buso Renkin, and Seikon no Qwaser are all closely related to alchemy.

Even Strike the Blood and the Warcraft world have alchemy.

And although these alchemies are all called alchemy, their principles and even methods of execution are completely different.

[The alchemy you drew is from the world of A Certain Magical Index... Ars Magna.]

Wang Bo was stunned upon hearing this.

Ars Magna, if Wang Bo remembered correctly, was an incredibly powerful alchemy.

According to records from the world of A Certain Magical Index, the incantation for Ars Magna was so long that even a single person chanting nonstop for one or two hundred years couldn't finish it.

The incantation itself had no elements that could be shortened, nor could it be chanted generation by generation in segments, because like a game of telephone, the incantation would gradually distort.

Thus, humans with limited lifespans simply couldn't use that kind of magic.

However, this impossible magic was completed by a man named Aureolus Izzard.

But he used a very clever method: he manipulated two thousand students to chant the incantation simultaneously, making the chanting speed at least two thousand times faster. Even a ritual that would take four hundred years could be completed in just seventy days this way.

Additionally, through the amplifying effect of mutual influence between incantations, the speed increased another hundred and twenty times, completing the legendary alchemy—Ars Magna—in just half a day.

The effect of this alchemy was also terrifying: within a certain domain, anything you wish for comes true.

In simple terms, it's a magic that changes reality based on one's thoughts.

As long as the user wills it, reality twists according to their thoughts.

But everything has two sides, and Ars Magna is no exception.

Ars Magna can change reality according to the user's thoughts, but conversely, if the user thinks 'I can't beat this person,' 'I can't defeat this person,' or 'This idea can't be realized,' those thoughts will also become reality.

Even so, this alchemy remains an extremely fearsome one.

For Wang Bo, it was definitely a trump card.

Frankly, if Wang Bo could truly complete this magic, even challenging gods might not result in defeat.

Although the incantation for Ars Magna is very long, Wang Bo also has a way to cheat.

He could use the technique of scattering beans to form soldiers, summoning a large number of heavenly soldiers and having them chant the incantation at high speed simultaneously, completing Ars Magna in a short time.

The time would definitely not exceed a day.

Thus, as long as Wang Bo prepared for a while, he could complete Ars Magna, which might come in handy at critical moments.

Clearly, his luck was good this time; he had drawn something very useful.

"What's the second prize?"

[The second prize is an Authority.]

"Authority? What authority? Could it be an Authority from the world of Campione!?" Wang Bo asked in surprise.

[That's right, host. The second prize you drew is an Authority from the world of Campione... The Prison of the Dead Servants.]

"This thing... not bad."

Wang Bo was no stranger to this Authority.

The world of Campione is a very special one. In this world, people weave various myths, and myths create various gods. The gods should normally maintain their roles as in their respective myths to keep the world running, but not all gods obediently follow their mythological roles.

When some gods are unwilling to live according to myths and directly break away from them to descend to the earth,

they become Heretic Gods.

In short, they are gods who disobey myths. And these gods often possess power on the level of myths.

When the sun god descends, the earth is scorched by blazing solar fire.

When the sea god descends, seawater surges and floods cities.

If the death god descends, the place where they stand turns into a realm of the dead, an earthly underworld.

Occasionally, humans kill gods due to various accidents.

And these people are called Campiones.