Becoming a Lord in Another World Starts With Farming – Chapter 170

Chapter 170: Energy Shaping and Fantasy Projection

Owen was still unable to fully utilize the power of the God of Reality and Illusion’s Authority Fragment. After all, it was the authority of a god, and even if it was incomplete, it was not something mortals could use. Even the Devil had only taken advantage of the fragment’s laws and acted accordingly, without truly controlling the fragment. Otherwise, how could Owen have won?

Although he couldn’t control it, the Authority Fragment still granted Owen an ability similar to “I Think Therefore It Is” power.

The greatest function of the God of Reality and Illusion’s Authority was to eliminate the boundary between reality and illusion, turning reality into illusion and illusion into reality. Theoretically, what he had achieved in the Domain could also be achieved in reality. He could even make muskets exert the power of Bolters or build a spaceship from scrap metal in the Middle Ages.

Forget physics, he could even defy logic.

The problem was that Owen couldn’t do it now. The laws of the Material Plane were not to be trifled with. Breaking them would inevitably result in backlash.

If the laws of the Material Plane were like taut steel cables maintaining the stability of the Material Plane, then Owen, possessing the God of Reality and Illusion’s Authority Fragment, was like someone holding a universal tool. He could make temporary changes but couldn’t directly cut the cables. Otherwise, once the taut cables snapped, Owen, the culprit, would be shredded into a shower of flesh and blood.

Owen estimated that he could currently achieve Energy Shaping and Fantasy Projection.

The former was similar to manipulating elements, much like a Warlock. The latter was more amazing: manifesting fantasies into reality. Although its upper limit was not high and its duration was limited, it was fun, and the extent to which it could be utilized depended entirely on imagination.

Theoretically, as long as the fantasy was detailed enough, even the Heaven-Opening Axe could be materialized. However, such an axe would at most be exceptionally sharp; it wouldn’t be able to actually cleave open Chaos.

Think about it, even the God of Reality and Illusion couldn’t achieve that before his fall. How could you expect a mere fragment of his authority left behind after death to do it?

Only someone delusional would think that.

In fact, Owen felt that the most important aspect of the Authority Fragment was its ability to transform reality and illusion. It reminded him of something: the Void Engine from the Super Seminary world, capable of modifying reality and breaking concepts.

Of course, all this was just speculation. The immediate problem Owen needed to solve was this little white-haired, red-eyed Devil girl with hidden weapons.

According to the Devil’s contract, this part of the essence now belonged to Owen, so he could change its form at will, even into a dog. However, he didn’t do that. Instead, he was considering how to use this Devil more effectively.

Using it for combat felt like using a smartphone as a brick. It wasn’t useless, but it wasn’t being used in the right way.

According to this Devil’s rank, although it was a high-level one, its main body’s strength still didn’t reach Legendary level, at most Master level.

However, if you underestimated it because of this, this Devil might burst out laughing right there.

As mentioned before, Devils were natural spellcasters. There was even a saying that the origin of magic came from Devils.

Although he didn’t know if it was true, Devils were indeed skilled in using magic.

So the question was, how many secret spells, rituals, techniques, and curses did a Devil who had lived for an unknown number of years possess?

There were countless unlucky souls who thought they had control, only to be overturned by Devils. Even if a Devil was drunk, it wouldn’t brag about this kind of achievement because it was embarrassing.

Therefore, this Devil couldn’t be used directly. It had to be remodeled from the inside out, shaped into what he wanted.

Sealing the Devil back into the Black Magic Book, Owen returned to reality.

Although a long time had passed in the Domain, it was only an instant in the outside world. The battle with the Bone-Gnawing Sharks hadn’t even ended.

Owen didn’t want to delay any longer. After gaining so many benefits, he urgently needed a quiet environment to digest them. His playful mentality had changed.

Owen came to the deck and saw that the three new Shikigami had finished slaughtering the Bone-Gnawing Shark pirates. Watanabe was adjusting the angle of the bow, trying to support the Gale, so Owen took out a musket.

The Warm Baby beside him was emitting a low hum, assisting Owen in constructing a fantasy through their mental resonance. A strange firearm, which could only be described as crude and bulky, gradually replaced the original musket.

As the strange firearm became more complete and real, the invisible pressure increased, feeling like forcing two magnets with the same poles together.

However, this world was too weak. Although it reacted to Owen’s forceful actions, its resistance wasn’t strong enough. Under his increasingly skilled technique, the large gun finally took shape and was successfully fired.

A thick bullet, almost like a rocket, hit the main mast of the Bone-Gnawing Shark pirate ship in an instant. Then a fireball exploded. The power of the explosion not only shattered the mast but also tore apart the deck, turning the ship into a floating coffin at sea. Under the pincer attack of the Gale and the Flying Fish, bombarded from both sides, the ship trembled violently, visibly taking on water, and finally raised a white flag in surrender.

Unfortunately, the battle before him could no longer hold Owen’s attention. He wasn’t satisfied with the power of the shot he had just fired. But there was nothing he could do. He didn’t have the blueprints for the original Bolter, nor did he have the rare materials. So the shot he had just fired was more of an enhancement of a modern firearm through fantasy. Therefore, its power was at most comparable to naval artillery. Using it on an interstellar battlefield would be asking for trouble.

As the fantasy faded, the exquisite musket in Owen’s hand turned into a pile of fine particles. This was not only due to the force of the blast, but also because the fantasy’s enhancement and the distortion of reality had completely destroyed its structure.

However, the results of this attempt still gave Owen a lot of insights and experience, giving him some ideas for future research directions.

On the dock of the pirate island, Abigail’s expression was somewhat complicated. She turned to look at Shuliya, who looked devastated. Thinking about the examination she had just conducted, she wanted to ask Owen to modify the Third Princess more thoroughly, leaving no trace of her former self to cause trouble, but she couldn’t bring herself to say it. In the end, she paid the agreed-upon reward and watched them leave.

Throughout the entire process, Abigail never mentioned the Black Magic Book. It wasn’t that she didn’t know about it, but rather that she knew it wouldn’t be of any use to her even if she did.

She was very clear about the allure a Black Magic Book left by a powerful witch held for a powerful wizard. If she pushed the issue, they might not even be able to leave. It was better to bring it back and let the Queen worry about it.

Speaking of which, this wasn’t the only thing the Queen had to worry about. The Third Prince, no, the Third Princess, wait, that wasn’t right either. Anyway, the Queen had a lot to worry about.

Abigail couldn’t help but shake her head as she recalled the changes that had happened to Shuliya. Now, even the Queen probably didn’t know what to do. After all, from a certain perspective, Shuliya already had half the qualifications to inherit the throne. It was just unclear whether the Queen would acknowledge it.