I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

Violent elemental fluctuations erupted from the little man under the huge organ, and a crystal rain composed of countless tiny icy and red crystals began to fall inside and outside the church and even in the entire alliance.

Looking at Medea, whose momentum was growing stronger and stronger, Aisha's face was full of expression. She slid through the air with one hand and cast a mirror magic to the sky above the witch clan's territory:

"Oh my god!!! I've lived half my life, and this is the first time I've seen someone who can jump from the ninth level of Saint to Demigod directly by playing music. I must open your eyes as well!"

Chapter 153 What truth? I am the truth.

"What's going on?"

"Nineth level to Demigod? Three levels?! Let me see it too!"

A bunch of little heads wearing wizard hats popped out from the other side of the mirror.

'Where does such a strong power of faith come from! The old witch next door will cry with envy.'

"What did she do? Did she tear the goddess of light apart in a live performance?"

'Have we missed something?'

Unconsciously, the blue-red crystal rain disappeared without a trace, and a golden-red beam of light shot up into the sky from the church, spreading to the entire alliance to form a protective shield, and then disappeared.

Medea stood up and turned to face the lobby. People were already kneeling on the ground inside and outside the church, as were all the citizens in the alliance covered by the spiritual power.

Only Elsa and Shirley, who was as thin as a noodle in her hand, were still standing.

Her purple eyes turned purple-gold. From Medea's perspective, everyone in the audience had a faint golden thread connecting them to her.

'how do you feel? '

Aisha's voice rang in her ears, and Medea imitated her and replied: "Very strange..."

Medea closed her eyes and felt it: "I feel like I can see everything that happens in the entire subcontinent, as long as I want... or no... I can see the owner of these lines..."

As she spoke, Medea frowned, because through this wonderful perspective, she found that some people were not within this observation range, only those with golden lines on their heads.

Soon she thought of a possibility. This line might be the line of faith. Only when someone opens his body and mind to her to a certain extent can her spiritual power use the other person as a coordinate anchor point and observe regardless of distance.

That...

What's going on with these people in the audience?

She lowered her head and looked at the people kneeling below the platform. No matter which country or sect they belonged to, they all had a golden thread hanging above their heads, even the Vatican's envoy team.

"I didn't mean to convert him directly..."

"hiss..."

Touching the tall organ, Medea had a complicated look on her face. Was she releasing a forbidden mental spell through the organ?

...This coverage should be within the scope of divine spells.

"Tsk tsk, little girl, you are really playing a big game. You have built a country and gathered the faith of all the people. I really admire you."

Medea replied blankly: "Huh?"

Aisha looked at him with a look that said, "You are still pretending, kid. There are only two ways to practice cultivation. You can either enrich yourself or rely on faith."

"I've reached the third level! The most important level! Do you know how long it took me to become a demigod? The subcontinent under my feet didn't even exist at that time! I, Ta Miao, also want to believe in becoming a god!!!"

"Aaaaaaaaah!!! Why doesn't anyone believe in the Dragon Girl!!! Is it because I'm not old enough!!"

'Good sister, help me build a country! I want it too!'

Everything was calm in reality, but in the spiritual world, Elsa was clinging to Medea like an octopus, with an expression that said, "I won't come down unless you help me."

But she didn't want to do this at first...

With the current development speed of the Seris Alliance, it is time to give the whole nation a major direction and goal, which is the so-called grand narrative, telling the story to give the people new confidence in the future.

In preparation for entering the future electrified information age, the continued development of the aviation field also requires new major directions as the driving force for development.

The new grand narrative she chose is to look up at the starry sky and step into the sea of ​​stars.

This unique music celebration is actually her attempt to use the organ to enlighten people about space exploration and stimulate their curiosity about the world outside.

She even thought about what to say to inspire the public:

“In this world where we exist, we may be very small and insignificant, but we are unique and irreplaceable.”

"We, the insignificant ones, let airships hundreds of meters long soar in the sky like giant whales. Our fighter planes spread their iron wings and crushed the enemy's arrogant hearts."

“It may be an arrogant statement to say that we have conquered the sky, but it is undeniable that we, the insignificant ones, have left our mark on this sky.”

"We have conquered the sky. Next we will look up at the stars and pursue the truth above them."

“We look up at the starry sky, which is so vast and deep; its infinite truth makes us seek and pursue it diligently.”

“We look up at the starry sky, which is so solemn and holy; its awe-inspiring justice fills us with love and awe.”

On a quiet night, in a corner of the continent, a group of people began to look up at the stars. When a civilization begins to look up at the stars, it is like discovering a gem on the ground.

All that's left to do now is pick it up!

What a beautiful story!

The organ is the sound of the universe, containing all the great power of nature, but it is also a representative of humanity, representing the power of unity and the power of love.

But she seemed to have gotten the order wrong and messed it up...

Her education made her feel the immensity and vast mystery of the universe when listening to this song, and the desire of tiny human beings to immerse themselves in the universe.

But no one except her has the opportunity to glimpse the world beyond the sky. The omnipotent God is a deeply rooted existence in people's minds, and the sound of the organ happens to be divinity in itself.

From their perspective, the hymn to the vast universe becomes the infinite power of God.

Then, as the node where the miracle was triggered by playing the organ, Medea naturally became the embodiment of this non-existent god and the end point of the power of faith.

But Medea felt that the current situation was not a bad thing.

After all, if she follows her previous thinking, the ultimate goal of the final social form has a threshold that is difficult to bypass, that is, the greater the public power, the further away from the goal it may be.

Act on the principles of heaven and destroy human desires.

These six short words can almost be said to be completely impossible to do, unless the person in control of public power is non-human~

But how can non-humans understand human needs and joys and sorrows?

The simplest logical question is, what is fairness? Is absolute fairness fair?

For example: Three people stand together watching a game. Their heights are 1.4-1.6.1.8 respectively. How can we make their perspectives fair and consistent?

The answer is either to take a portion of the height from the person who is 1.8 meters tall and give it to the person who is 1.4 meters tall so that the average height of the three people is 1.6 meters, or all three people become 1.8 meters tall.

The first answer is to extract resources from others internally, and the second answer is to seize resources from outside. However, both solutions are unfair.

Therefore, the concept of relative fairness is derived from this, but there is a lot to be said about this vague concept of "relative".

There is another extreme concept of fairness

That's 'I' saying it's fair, then it's fair!

Medea is now in a demigod state, and the source of her power is the masses. To put it another way, the masses have concentrated public power on her and she is responsible for the secondary distribution. She is the largest central server.

If it benefits the general public, her power will rise steadily; if it goes against the interests of a large number of people, she may lose faith and fall in status, which simplifies the problem into the most direct 1-1 constraint relationship.

If the public is not having a good time, I will also be having a bad time. If I am not having a good time, then those of us who are not having a good time will definitely not have a good time!

What is fairness, what is truth

I am the truth, and I will strike you with lightning!

Well, it’s the trilogy of questioning, understanding, and becoming again…

Chapter 154 Silicon Crystal Dream

As for why she didn't surpass him, it was naturally because she hadn't struck the lightning back yet. It was not so easy for a demigod like her to give electric shock to a true god.

"Um...?"

Medea and Elsa raised their heads at the same time. In the spiritual realm invisible to ordinary people, a brilliant golden light fell from the distant sky and turned into a golden spear that rushed straight towards the church.

The kneeling cardinal felt a palpitation and unbearable pain in his heart. He touched the papal emblem on his chest with difficulty and found that it had been shattered at some point.

As if he had just come to his senses, he quickly raised his head and looked at Medea who was standing high up, with pleading in his eyes.

"Why is she so angry~?"

As Medea's mind moved, a golden-red spear appeared out of thin air and rushed straight towards the golden light. At the same time, an elemental crystal quickly appeared in the direction of the bishop.

The golden spear falling from the sky was blocked for a moment, shattering the spears that intercepted it, and the last spear pierced the crystal fragment.

Compared with the gorgeous special effects of the golden spear and the gun spear, the inconspicuous crystal was not affected at all by the piercing of the golden spear, just like blocking a toothpick.

This scene seemed to have angered the instigator behind the scenes. More golden spears appeared out of thin air, and this time there was no cover at all. The entire Sera capital was instantly illuminated by golden light and was as bright as day.

Just like a well-organized cavalry unit launching a charge, countless golden lights swooped down towards the church like meteors.

The same number of crystals were generated around the church to block them all.

Aisha folded her arms and looked at the scene and sneered: "She is wasting her time. You can play with her for a long time by yourself."

All witches are favored by heaven, so why do they, like other creatures on the continent, respect the Goddess of Magic as the highest belief?

They don’t know what others think, nor do they bother to understand.

But rather than regarding the witches as humble believers of the Magic Goddess as a belief, it would be more accurate to say that they worship her as their blood ancestor.

Just like a mother chasing her child to feed him, the higher the rank of the witch, the stronger her elemental ability will be. This strength is not in the total amount but in the quality.

The stronger the witch, the purer the crystal of her talent will be, and the easier it will be to use.

Divine arts are terrifying, but this is ultimately a world of elemental magic.

Just like what Medea is doing now, she is definitely inferior to the opponent in fighting with divine power, but once she switches to elemental crystals for defense, the opponent will not be able to break her turtle shell.

This is also the biggest reason why the witch can stir up trouble on the continent and still do what she wants even though she is hated by the leaders of all races. You may not be able to beat me, but it is impossible for you to kill me~

I may lose, but you certainly can't win.

Looking at the increasingly dazzling golden light under the sky, Medea said speechlessly: "What is she doing? She keeps hitting me."

"Who told you to catch her and take advantage of her? The cardinal below was originally her man, right?"

Medea wrinkled her delicate nose and said, "Isn't this just a coincidence? I didn't beg her to be my believer. I don't want her. Besides, she's just one believer. Why don't you recruit another one? Is she sick?"