Tang leaned on his cane, and the people around him spontaneously moved away from him, creating a large open space.
"What's going on?"
Tang glanced at the drunken middle-aged man who had been knocked unconscious but quickly slapped awake by the knight captain, and the girl who was now coughing softly, her hand on the ground, looking up at him.
The ring on his little finger was slightly warm, indicating that a 'miracle' recognized by the theater was occurring.
The Never-Ending Theater, as a Miracle Worker, had its every grand miracle composed of numerous tiny miracles.
As the highest level of magician, the Miracle Worker's miracles always went from small to large, a process of qualitative change brought about by quantitative change.
Every tiny 'wish' would be piled into a wishing bottle. When it was filled, the wishing bottle would be like rising fireworks, blooming with magnificent light in the dark night.
And through the Proprietor's Ring, even if Tang was outside the theater, the miracles he created could be accepted by the theater, providing it with accumulated power.
"Even, if enough is accumulated, within the spirit world range that the theater can radiate, I can try to make a wish to it."
This was equivalent to a hidden Angel-level helper, which could be used as a trump card in case of danger.
Of course, doing so would directly expose the real and spirit world coordinates of the Never-Ending Theater with powerful Extraordinary power, breaking the 'secrecy' and making people aware.
The knight captain had clearly acted ruthlessly. He might usually turn a blind eye to these old scoundrels, but once something happened, he couldn't ignore it.
Otherwise, he would be the next unlucky one!
His face swollen and bruised, his body covered in purple marks, and several bones broken, the middle-aged man, clearly terrified by Tang's identity, had sobered up from his drunkenness. He stumbled and knelt on the ground, covered in cold sweat, no longer having the arrogant attitude from before, only kowtowing repeatedly.
Tang didn't speak. The knight captain stood up, glaring fiercely at the damned drunkard.
Soon, the drunkard, having lost many teeth, tremblingly raised his head. He no longer cared about the whispers around him. He knew what would happen if he offended a noble.
"I... I give her to you, forgive..." The words he spoke were already distorted. He pointed a trembling finger at the girl on the ground, looking at Tang with longing and hope, hoping this kind noble could spare his life.
In this era, even with money in hand, the lives of the common people were no different from those of cats or dogs in the eyes of the nobles.
Let alone the lord of this territory?
He was filled with regret. The young man in front of him walked towards him, and the cane stopped in front of him.
With a muffled sound, the young man didn't use much force, but a bright red mark appeared on the middle-aged man's swollen face. However, compared to his several broken bones and his head swollen like a pig's head, it was already much better.
Still concerned about the Church's Extraordinary individuals, Tang didn't directly crack this man's skull with this strike.
Beast.
Tang had already heard the whole story from the people around who hadn't left yet, and after subtly divining the truth, he glanced at the girl on the ground and gestured to the knight captain beside him, "Send the person to the church and ask the priest to check on this child's mother."
Looks like this place also needed to be managed. With all sorts of monsters and demons here, how could he develop anything?
"Then." Tang looked down at the middle-aged man who was still looking at him obsequiously despite being hit with a cane.
He smiled coldly and flicked his sleeve, leaving.
Tang didn't consider himself capable of saving everyone, but having the ability and seeing it happen without doing anything really went against the socialist core values he had learned for so many years.
He didn't need to do anything, or even instruct anything. The knight guards who governed here would give him the answer he wanted tonight.
His good mood for the day was ruined. He returned to the church door, got into the carriage, and left.
"Feels more medieval than the Middle Ages... although I'm used to it, seeing it still makes me uncomfortable."
Every era had its own trajectory. In the end, he didn't have the ability to change the whole world.
'Warning: Fusion of multiple Extraordinary characteristics from different pathways! Unpredictable mutation occurred!'
The mystical item created by fusing the Extraordinary characteristics of [Black Knight], [Noiseless Hunter], [Manipulator], [Wind Blessed], and [Scholar] was finally completed.
Tang looked at the prompts given by the System, looking at the things only he could see after unfolding 'Craftsman.'
It was a scepter about three meters long, cast from dark golden gold.
The scepter's body seemed to be covered in many words, densely packed, like centipedes winding irregularly around the scepter's body. Upon closer observation, however, it felt as if one was sinking into them, one's spirit controlled by an invisible force, involuntarily giving up resistance.
The top of this scepter was a flat disc, seemingly symbolizing the sun.
Five twisted triangles floated around the dark golden disc. Different mystical symbols seemed to be reflected within the triangles under the light.
And among these five triangles, the symbols in three of them flickered with subtle light, while the other two were slightly dimmer, as if they hadn't been lit.
This was a mystical item that looked quite 'mystical.'
Tang glanced at the introduction given by the System, just as the System had said.
"Unpredictable mutation..."
When fixing the Extraordinary item, when choosing the mystical item that could be fixed by the Black Knight's Extraordinary characteristics, he didn't choose the biggest highlight of this pathway, which was 'herding.'
After all, he had marionettes, and herding wasn't a necessary choice.
He chose 'corruption.'
The Black Knight's 'corruption' clashed with the Noiseless Hunter's 'purification.'
Then, it turned into this kind of Extraordinary ability.
It created a black sun.
'When the wielder injects spirituality, they can create a kind of black sunlight.'
Eroding light, eliminating sound, polluting spirituality, reflecting the negative and distorted faces of objects illuminated by the sunlight.
Black sunlight?
The sun corrupted?
Tang thoughtfully flipped through the instructions given by the System, wanting to see what its negative effects were, but he saw that the instructions said:
'Negative Effects: Will attract the sun to ascend!'
No other negative effects, such as eating a person a day...
But...
"The sun ascends?" What is that?
'Please, please, Host, comprehend it yourself,' the System said dryly, sounding as if it was also quite frightened, even the electronic voice had some static.
Could it be the revival of the Ancient Sun God?
"Is it dangerous?"
'The first time you take it out, no...'
"Oh." So it was dangerous the second time you took it out.
Tang glanced at the scepter in 'Craftsman' and then decisively closed it.
So dangerous, better stay in the warehouse for a while.
(End of this chapter)