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Amid countless cries of alarm, the dagger sliced through flesh and plunged deep into the heart of Florence, the Angel of Redemption. Crimson blood poured out.
Before anyone could understand why he had done it, a cry of agony rang out.
"Birdman..."
Typhon's Serpent heads writhed in agony in midair. A wound identical to Florence's had appeared on his chest.
As the wound expanded in proportion to Florence's, golden blood gushed from Typhon's body. His flesh kept knitting itself back together, but the wound reappeared the instant it healed.
Again and again, the wound healed and reopened. Typhon's Serpent heads wailed in ever greater pain.
"So this is Mystic Power."
"If we could control this power, wouldn't dropping a Nuclear Bomb in an empty, uninhabited place be the same as dropping one on enemy territory?"
"Look, Typhon's wound can't heal... Can an Angel kill Typhon?"
When the scene outside Sicily came into view, almost everyone's eyes widened. Then some gazes turned fervent. In their hands, this power would be an ultimate weapon. Every defense system would be as good as paper; there would be no intercepting it.
"The dagger went into Florence's heart, yet it was as if it had pierced Typhon's. That's Quantum Entanglement!"
But some of those watching were scientists, and they grew excited.
This clearly worked on the principle of Quantum Entanglement. If they could fully understand it, perhaps they could bring about Quantum Communication, solve the problem of signal delay, and even usher in the Quantum Age.
As they thought about it, many scientists began to change their minds.
If they could make no breakthroughs within the existing framework of physics, why not combine the mystical with science? Perhaps the results would surprise them.
Typhon, who had proclaimed himself immortal and shouted that whatever failed