The five large cloud computing bases have been running without sleep for a week, and the results brought by overclocking from time to time are quite pleasing.
"Buzz~"
The spiritual fluctuations simulated by using huge computational power dissipated into the void, the Red Queen's small face turned white, the magic lines on the entire body of the mannequin appeared from time to time, and the fluctuation of magic power was even more iffy and extremely unstable.
Wine-red eyes looked towards her own master, sweat had long since dampened the black dress, and two machines storing spiritual power were placed around.
Only the spiritual fluctuations that blossomed in the void from time to time could allow the Red Queen to understand how the master's state was.
In front of Madsan, a glove made of silver liquid slowly rotated in the air.
Spiritual energy condensed into a long, tiny golden needle, carefully carving mysterious patterns on the liquid.
On the other side, two machines were carving the magic patterns in reverse with the long golden needle, and the ripples that bloomed from time to time on the liquid glove caused a great deal of trouble to the inscription process.
As time continued to pass, the Red Queen didn't even have time to deal with those classified documents before mobilizing the computational simulation to assist her master once again.
The five cloud computing bases began to take turns overclocking, even so, inscribing a [Gamma] level magic pattern was exceptionally difficult.
"Hiss bared bared bared bared bared bared bared bared bared bared bared bared bared bared bared bared bared bared ~"
The long golden needle began to vibrate in small and rapid increments until it finished outlining the last trace of the magic pattern.
The golden long needle instantly disintegrated into the air!
"Hoo~Hoo~"
The long black dress that was soaked in sweat clung to Madoka's body, and the chest highs floated back and forth, forming a beautiful arc.
But there was no one to appreciate this beauty right now, and even the Red Queen couldn't muster a single ounce of energy to peer at it.
In theory, as long as she had a huge amount of computing power, she would never get tired, but when she assisted her master in inscribing the [Gamma] level magic tattoos, it was the first time that this weak "buff" of insufficient energy was put on her.
On the other hand, the second glove engraved by the two machines was quietly suspended in the air, one gold and one silver, echoing with it.
The mental fluctuations had completely disappeared, and the two gloves, which were not infused with any energy, were still floating in the air.
Madsan's face was white, her spiritual power was close to being overdrawn, and if it wasn't for her strange spiritual ocean, she probably would have fainted.
The two machines moved towards the two sides of Madsan, and the few remaining masterless pure spiritual energy appeared around Madsan, gradually being absorbed by her.
"Hoo~"
After sweeping the spiritual energy around him, Madsan let out a long breath.
Feeling her body gelatinous, Willow frowned slightly as a wave of magic power flashed by!
The sweat that flowed over her petite body as well as her clothes was quickly evaporated, and a white aura lingered around Madoka, as if she were a divine being.
Reaching out, two silver-colored strange liquid gloves floated towards Madsan.
Only by squinting slightly could one see some tiny lines on them.
But if one were to probe deeper, one would have to spend huge amounts of mental energy.
The [Gamma] primary magic pattern can be reversed at will, but the cost of reversing the magic pattern is horrific for ordinary spell casters.
As soon as the liquid glove touched Madsan's small hand, it quickly wrapped around it, and a hint of coldness stimulated the surface of the skin.
As before, it shifted from silver to black before taking the color from the skin and finally fitting it perfectly.
Holding up the small hand and looking at it, it was improved by the red queen, and now even the palm lines existed.
You can't tell it's a "fake hand."
Although he was tempted to inject magic power and experiment with it right now, that kind of death-defying behavior was denied by Madoka.
If she were to accidentally be forced to draw spiritual energy from the magic pattern, then wouldn't she have to directly GG in her current state?
This is not a joke, there are not a few reincarnates who have had their souls crushed by high-level magic lines forcing them to draw on their spiritual energy!
From [Gamma] level spell casters to uninitiated magic apprentices, there were examples!
In the main god's space.
For the price of only 1 reincarnation point you can get a good look!
Of course, those high-level magic patterns have long been covered up by the main god, so that the reincarnationists can only see the miserable death of those who have died!
"Master?"
"Huh?"
The soft loli voice that was almost deflated echoed in his ears, which reminded Madoka of the Red Queen's presence
She didn't look any better than she did before, but as an "alchemy" doll, she wasn't sweating.
Resisting the urge to fall asleep from exhaustion, the Red Empress pulled herself together, "Master, here are a few messages from the subsystem that you need to read."
Madsan stood up and came to the Red Queen's side, carefully holding her in his hands, "Rest at ease for a while, we'll talk about other things later."
The Red Queen nodded her head after hearing this, not a trace of blood color to speak of on her pale little face.
Just as she stood up and gave a ladylike salute towards Madsan, the entire mannequin mechanically paused there.
"Consciousness entering slumber, expected to automatically awaken in twelve hours."
The mechanical voice didn't have an ounce of emotion present, and with a shake of his head, Madoka shook his head, and with a flash of his body, he appeared in the top floor's apartment that had been converted from an office.
After cleaning up, uninhibited feeling was indeed comfortable, even better than the combat-oriented black dress that the Red Queen had specially designed for her.
After all, there was a vacuum in it.
Not much had changed in New York at night, and the streets that had been torn down by the Abomination all the way to the center of the city that day had been patched up again and again.
Either knock it down and rebuild it, or put a wall up for you
The Stark Tower across the street, with its Tony-esque artistry, is still the same.
Especially at the top of the building, the enlarged version of the Stark surname shines so brightly that even from afar, you can see it at first glance.
Night, no wind.
Mental power slightly overdrawn, Maniac Three slept well.
It may have been a great night for many, but it was not so kind to Thor, the heir to the god world, Thor.
He and a group of pals he grew up with killed their way into the land of the frost giants!
Thor is very strong, and with the power given to him by Thor's hammer, he is invincible for a moment in the Frost Giants!
But his companions did not have the same strength as him.
They began to flee! The Frost Giants' pursuit stayed close behind!
Thor swung Thor's hammer one after another to mobilize the power of lightning!
Even as a god, he gets tired. With all his blood, he couldn't resist the attack of the king of the Frost Giants!
Father God Odin came, and Thor was unusually energized!
He was well aware of his father's power! That powerful and splendid divine radiance boosted Thor's confidence!
As a result, Odin took them far away after unleashing a false strike on the Frost Giants!
Thor is puzzled, Odin is furious, and banishes him to Midgard in front of Loki!
And then threw the Thor's Hammer with the spell attached to it as well as Loki's eyes filled with fire!
"By lifting it, you will be recognized by the Hammer of Thor and become the new God of Thunder!"