"I also incorporated the Mythical Source Code and Ancient Data my teacher gave me into this spell.
Then, using the power attributes of my ten DigiCores as a foundation, I supplemented them with the various conjectures and deductions humans and Wizards had made about the world's birth, evolution, and so on.
Through constant adjustments and revisions, I conducted this magical experiment-the creation of a new form of data.
Granted, this experiment was based on my own subjective assumptions, supplemented by magical elements.
But even a glimpse of the bigger picture could give us knowledge we'd never possessed or understood before.
My teacher and the others must have conducted similar experiments.
However, I believe that, on some level, their experiments couldn't measure up to this one.
After all, Wizards like me, who possess twelve DigiCores sharing a single origin, have been exceedingly rare throughout the entire history of Wizards.
No, you could say they've been exceedingly rare throughout the history of the Digital World itself."
Seeing Witchmon's astonished expression and the data taking shape, Mo Yan made the rare choice to slow his "frenzied antics" and explain everything to her.
This explanation also served to satisfy a certain need of his.
For a Wizard, being unable to share something they took pride in was an utterly miserable-and deeply frightening-thing.
"Aren't you afraid that distracting yourself to show off like this will make the experiment fail and cause a magical catastrophe?
The power gathered in this magical experiment of yours is enough to destroy this island."
Witchmon rolled her eyes at Mo Yan's blatant showing off and spoke in a flat tone.
Then she closed her eyes and extended her senses to examine the power within the ring of light, along with the data slowly taking shape.
Witchmon's aloof demeanor did nothing to dampen Mo Yan's desire to "share."
Besides, they both knew each other's personalities well and understood why the other was acting this way.
"It's fine. The experiment has already entered its final stage, and its margin for error is extremely generous.
Besides, I'm personally responsible for every part of this experiment. It isn't being conducted through conventional procedures, so I can throw it into a dimensional rift at any moment.
That means there's no possibility of this experiment failing, much less causing a magical catastrophe."
Mo Yan answered Witchmon's challenge with absolute conviction.
Whether the experiment would fail.
Whether it would cause a magical catastrophe.
These things concerned Mo Yan's honor as a Wizard and his reputation as a genius.
What was more, this doubt had come from Witchmon.
He had to respond.
He, Mo Yan, was Witchelny Academy's greatest magical genius!
His experiments could not and would not fail, nor would they cause magical catastrophes!
Doubts like these had to be nipped in the bud!
"Suit yourself.
But I've never encountered the power contained in this data before.
It fills me with a fear that makes me want to flee, yet I can't help being drawn to it.
That feeling is contradictory, but also quite novel.
And I can sense that the power it contains is very unusual.
It feels like life, yet also like death.
Like hope, yet also like despair.
Like light, yet also like darkness.
Full of contradictions, yet perfectly harmonious."
Witchmon murmured as though entranced.
The power attributes of this data seemed to have no fixed manifestation.
Instead, they seemed to change continuously with the hearts and minds of those observing or using it.
There was no fixed pattern, nor any fluctuation.
It simply took on the manifestation of power best suited to the heart of its observer or user.
"That's why I used ten DigiCores for this experiment after obtaining the Mythical Source Code and Ancient Data.
The infusion of mythical attributes from the Mythical Source Code.
The contrast between Ancient Data and present-day data.
Ten fundamental power attributes that exist in the Digital World.
The condition of sharing the same origin and roots.
All of these things were the ultimate reason I decided to conduct this impromptu experiment.
I fused these sets of data, then used the power of cycling attributes to erase any incompatible data that might exist within them, while merging whatever data could be merged.
Finally, through this magical experiment, this data slowly took shape-seemingly light yet dark, seemingly righteous yet evil."
Hearing Witchmon's description, Mo Yan explained why he had begun this magical experiment.
Admittedly, Mo Yan had wanted to "vent his frustration" through a magical experiment.
That was why he had deployed ten DigiCores with such fanfare and unleashed Ten Directions Annihilation, a spell he was still refining.
Of course, before casting it, Mo Yan had made some appropriate modifications to the data and begun this magical experiment.
The results were astonishing, too.
At the center of the ring of light.
Within the data slowly taking shape.
Mo Yan seemed to glimpse an entirely new possibility, one capable of surpassing Authority Power.
Or, viewed another way, this data could grow into a new Authority Power-one perfectly suited to him.
However, it seemed he would have to devise a way to master this data.
"What are you thinking about?"
Noticing that the ring of light seemed to be shrinking, Witchmon turned toward Mo Yan, whose movements were gradually slowing to a stop, and felt compelled to remind him.
Although Mo Yan had confidently claimed he could keep it under control, Witchmon was still worried.
After all, any experiment had the potential to fail.
There was no such thing as a completely foolproof magical experiment.
So when Witchmon saw that Mo Yan actually dared to let himself get distracted again, she immediately grew tense.
The power displayed by this newly formed data was simply too terrifying.
Witchmon dared not imagine what would happen if an interruption in Mo Yan's power supply caused the data to become unstable.
"Since you're so scared, then..."
Seeing Witchmon react to his movements, Mo Yan could not help having an idea.
"!?
What are you planning now?"
Seeing that Mo Yan seemed to have come up with another bizarre idea, Witchmon immediately grew nervous.
As Witchelny Academy's acknowledged magical genius, Mo Yan possessed more than just a sensitivity to magic and the ability to control it.
He also had an endless supply of bizarre ideas that could only be described as "deranged."
It was because of these ideas that Mo Yan had once become Witchelny's universally recognized troublemaker.
And because of that, Mo Yan had been "forced" to acquire an embarrassing chapter in his past.
That embarrassing past had also become Witchmon's most effective weapon for provoking him in the beginning.
"I'm giving you a little 'good fortune.'"
Hearing Witchmon's question, Mo Yan cheerfully announced his idea.
With that, Mo Yan changed the commands he was editing.
At once, the data gestating within the ring of light underwent a change.
At the same time, the Holy Ring appeared.
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