The Fakan Uranium Forbidden Technique is a magic in theory, and Zhang Hao has never had time to conduct experiments.

This time, it can be said that I took a big risk when I used it in a hurry.

Why is it called a forbidden technique?

Because the Fakan Uranium Forbidden Technique is not an ordinary magic spell, it combines the principles of nuclear reactions, and it is a veritable nuclear magic.

Since it is nuclear magic, it must have characteristics such as high energy, radiation, and difficult to control.

In the process of casting, the magic needs to provide enough pressure to the various atoms in the air to cause them to collide with each other and cause fusion or fission, thus releasing a huge amount of energy.

After a nuclear reaction, the caster must also direct the direction of the energy burst - otherwise the spell will become indistinguishable from a nuclear explosion.

Therefore, in order to successfully release the Fakan uranium ban, it is necessary to have a deep understanding of the principles of nuclear reactions and an extremely strong will.

Such a complicated spell casting procedure caused Zhang Hao to usher in a strong discussion of magic again.

His magic power skyrocketed, almost reaching the peak of the A-rank.

Perhaps he only needs to create one more powerful magic spell to break through to the S rank.

"Congratulations!" Dumbledore had also noticed the change in Zhang Hao's magic power, and said with a smile: "Maybe it won't be long before you can surpass me, an old man!"

"It's incredible!" Luo Lana also exclaimed, "You are only fourteen years old this year! Such powerful magic power is really amazing, maybe few of those black-robed warlocks under Yu'er's seat are your opponents." ”

"The two professors don't need to compliment me, let's go back quickly!" Zhang Hao stood up from the ground and said with emotion: "I can't wait to study the blood of the gods!

The two professors had nothing to offer, and they also wanted to study the so-called blood of the gods.

Everyone has their own methods and secrets, and they all tacitly agree not to mention the blood of the gods in the hands of others, and only wait for their own research to find signs before communicating together.

......

When I got back to school, it happened to be evening.

Zhang Hao ate something casually, and went to the Room of Request to study the blood of the gods.

Now the Room of Requirement has almost become his exclusive laboratory, and others have to queue up if they want to come!

He had to get up close and personal with the blood of the gods before he fell asleep, or he wouldn't be able to condense it in the mystical realm.

It's not a good thing to do, because no one knows what will happen if they come into contact with the blood of the gods.

Zhang Hao thought for a moment, grabbed a small ant, and then separated a large part of the needle tip from the blood of the gods.

He placed the ant in a pinpoint-sized drop of blood and began to wait for possible changes.

After a while, the ant suddenly began to swell.

It grew from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a buffalo, and it looked terrifying.

Zhang Hao said in surprise: "This can't be the legendary Alicorn ant, right?

He had only time to let out such an exclamation before he had to pull out his wand, because the big ants seemed to be taking him for food, and if he didn't resist, he wouldn't have a chance.

"Fakan Uranium Forbidden Technique!"

As soon as he made a move, the big ant was burned to ashes in an instant.

Zhang Hao keenly discovered that the drop of divine blood the size of a needle tip that had been separated was hidden in the ashes.

It has extraordinary magical powers, and can be perceived no matter how hidden it is.

Zhang Hao found the needle-tip-sized amount of divine blood and gently twisted it with his fingers.

In the next second, he felt the blood of the gods seeping into his skin.

It's like the feeling of itching a wound when recovering from a traumatic injury.

Zhang Hao thought for a moment, took out a knife and cut off his fingers.

Then he endured the pain and restored the broken finger.

Looking at the waste finger on the ground, there is still a strong vitality, and in a short period of time, it has grown into a small Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, and viciously wiped out this little Zhang Hao in infancy.

That drop of needle-sized divine blood is still there, even more tenacious than a water bear!

Zhang Hao collected it with another bottle, and then left the Room of Requirement.

Now that the goal of contacting the blood of the gods has been accomplished, the next step is to study it in the mysterious illusion.

After sinking into the illusion that night, Zhang Hao swallowed the blood of the gods for the first time.

He felt a strong will fighting him for control of his body, and at the same time, his body was growing wildly.

In a moment, he had grown into a ball.

Rumble!

There is no doubt that he burst out!

The drop of god's blood was still floating in place.

After the resurrection, Zhang Hao fell into deep thought.

"It seems that this god's blood is difficult to digest......! Every drop of blood contains the will of the Void Destroyer. This explains the ...... Why do creatures corrupted by the Black Tide obey the orders of the Void Destroyer—because every corrupted creature is equivalent to a clone of the Void Destroyer!"

Obviously, swallowing in one bite is not the right way to deal with the blood of the gods.

Zhang Hao thought about it for a while, and took out a small drop of god's blood to devour it in small amounts.

It's still the same feeling as before, but it's not as strong anymore.

He felt his strength growing, and the negative emotions in his heart began to swell, as if countless people were encouraging him to do bad things in his ears.

Eventually, in order to avoid the repercussions, he committed suicide once.

"It seems that directly devouring the blood of the gods has a negative impact no matter how much it is, so it is still necessary to conduct in-depth research!"

Next, Zhang Hao condensed the microscope and wanted to try to analyze the composition of the blood of the gods with scientific methods.

However, the blood of the gods under the microscope was no different from ordinary blood, and he guessed that the microscope might not be multiplier enough.

"Hmm...... The magnification of the optical microscope is insufficient, and the electron microscope is easily disturbed by magic...... Looks like we'll have to find a way to make a magic microscope!"

The plan to develop a magic microscope was put on the agenda, and Zhang Hao immediately began to experiment.

This obviously didn't happen overnight, after all, there are very thick barriers to magic and technology.

......

Many days have passed, and Zhang Hao's painstaking research finally has some clues.

He flipped through the materials during the day and conducted experiments at night...... Finally, combined with a series of fantastical ideas such as the principle of magical imaging, X-ray technology, and gamma ray hindered shadows, the world's first magic microscope was created in a fantasy world.

It is said that after a major breakthrough, we should continue to experiment and bring this magic microscope to life.

But a certain stereotypical professor found Zhang Hao and interrupted all his plans.

"Mr. Zhang Hao, I know you're busy, but I have to remind you of something!"

This stereotypical professor is none other than Ms. McGonagall, the vice president.

She blocked the door of the room and said with a straight face: "You are still young, you are still just a student, and you should not put all the burden on yourself." I already know something, Professor Dumbledore and Professor Lolana are not as focused as you, they have at least a little bit of entertainment, and you don't see each other all day...... So everybody's worried, you know?"

"I'm sorry!" Zhang Hao patted his head and said, "I forgot about it when I was busy, really! I promise to find something to relax immediately, believe me......"

"No, I don't believe you, and I've got you covered!" Professor McGonagall said smugly, "You should know about the Santa Ball, right? ”

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