Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

Upon seeing these mechanical beings casually attaching other people's parts to themselves, Richard immediately understood that it's not just about there being many polluters, but someone is spreading the pollution.

"Mechanical, you stabilize the people's hearts, I will send those infected into the dimension." Richard said to the Mechanical Clan Leader beside him.

The Mechanical Clan Leader did not hesitate, making a decisive decision, "Alright!"

Richard's puppet body was operating at full capacity, a tide-like power of dimension was pouring into this body from the void, transforming into its power source.

With only a strand of soul-splitting, Richard was unable to precisely separate the polluters from the crowd and send them into the Miracle Dimension.

Therefore, he now had to use the most powerful ability of this puppet body—the Virtual Dimension.

Massive power of dimension constantly shifted and wove through the puppet's body, eventually becoming a virtual dimension intertwined with energy and rules.

This dimension had all the functions of an ordinary dimension, with the only problem being it consumed a vast amount of the power of dimension to exist. Without a strong civilization supporting it, even an Eighth-level Dominator would find it hard to sustain this consumption for long.

However, Richard did not need much time.

He only needed to filter these polluters out, and the Miracle Fire would soon purify them.

As to whether they lived or died, it depended on the extent of their corruption.

Buzz!

At the moment the artificial dimension took shape, the entire mother world of the Mechanical Clan resonated with a buzzing sound.

Amid the buzzing, the reveling members of the Mechanical Clan paused their actions.

"What happened?"

"This sounds like energy buzzing, did some giant machine get started?"

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, exclamations erupted from the crowd.

The Alchemy Puppet created by Richard sped through the crowd like lightning, recording all the polluters.

Data surged into Richard's brain like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, a flow that would daze any other dominator, even an ordinary dominator with spiritual evolution.

It's not that the data was so complex, it was just that the instantaneous information exceeded their processing scope.

Richard wasn't just receiving information; he was simultaneously controlling tens of millions of Alchemy Puppets across the entire mother world of the Mechanical Clan to ensure no polluter was overlooked.

For a moment, Richard felt as if the thinking module of his puppet body was about to melt.

But in the next moment, the terrifying performance of the puppet body maintained the temperature of the thinking module at a suitable level—

the data was still not beyond this body's limits.

The thinking module completed the planning of these puppet actions in an instant and summarized the information of these puppets.

Then, the first wave of containment began.

The artificial dimension unfolded in an instant, and under Richard's selection, all the detected polluters were accurately included in the artificial dimension.

During this process, the thinking module of the puppet was operating at full capacity.

Richard only felt that the whole world was at a standstill, and in that instant, it seemed he could predict the future trajectories of all things in this world through his calculations, even their destiny.

"Could a dominator actually achieve this level?" Richard murmured to himself.

He suddenly realized that his understanding of spiritual evolution was somewhat superficial.

Knowledge was only a part of spiritual evolution, but the transformation brought about by spiritual evolution itself was no less significant. Beings specializing in spiritual evolution certainly had computational power surpassing those with physique evolution of similar spiritual power.

Because creatures of spiritual evolution would inevitably alter their soul structure, thus accelerating computation to gain an advantage in research or even combat.

Though he possessed ample knowledge, his soul remained one of physique evolution.

"Perhaps, I should apply some of that soul study knowledge to slightly modify my soul structure." Richard thought to himself.

Soon, the first round of isolation was completed.

But Richard's Alchemy Puppets did not slow down; they sped through the crowd like lightning, repeatedly screening for polluters.

Quickly, some missed polluters appeared before Richard's eyes.

These polluters were all high-level members of the Mechanical Clan. Although they were also reveling, they hadn't mingled with the common Mechanical Clan members.

After all, their strength was too formidable; mingling with those First Level beings, even common folk, any slight misstep would cause trouble.

"Hey, who are you!"

A panicked shout came from a Third Level Mechanical Clan member copulating in the factory.

But Richard's Alchemy Puppet ignored him, and as its crystal eyes glowing red swept over this Mechanical Clan member, a mark was placed on him.

[SAFE]

Then, just like it came, it left in a hurry, as if it was just an accident.

Such farces kept occurring all over the world, with Alchemy Puppets finding mechanical beings in various hidden corners one by one to check for polluters.

Soon, the second round of screening ended.

The detected polluters entered the artificial dimension once more.

Then the third round of screening began.

This time, the Mechanical Clan was already aware that something was amiss.

After all, the sudden disappearance of people into thin air isn't a common natural phenomenon.

Astonishment and panic spread through the crowd like a plague.

"Do not panic!"

The voice of the Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan suddenly echoed in the minds of many members.

"Their disappearance is a normal occurrence. I've discovered some special faults in their bodies that require repair.

The festivities continue."

As the first of the Mechanical Clan, the Clan Leader is regarded as the ancestor of the Mechanical Clan, and his words are akin to holy commandments.

Seeing this elder speak up, the remaining members of the Mechanical Clan naturally calmed down.

Although some still wondered what had happened, amidst the festive atmosphere, these doubts were soon pushed to the back of their minds or turned into conversation topics.

Soon, the third round of screening concluded.

After three rounds of screening, all those contaminated were thrown into the artificial dimension by Richard. Out of caution, Richard even used reconnaissance methods himself, spending several hours scanning the entire world to ensure there were no escapees.

After completing all this, the remaining tasks became easier.

Inside the dimension, the captured members of the Mechanical Clan began to panic, after all, one second they were celebrating, the next they were caught in this strange space—anyone would be terrified if it happened to them.

Among them, a few World Masters had some insight and recognized this as the work of the Dominator.

However, they didn't understand why they had been brought into this unfamiliar dimension.

Suddenly, ripples began to undulate across the sky of the dimension.

Immediately after, Richard and the Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan entered this artificial dimension.

Seeing the vast crowd of the Mechanical Clan within the dimension, the Clan Leader couldn't help but gasp.

"Are these all the polluted ones!?"

Richard nodded slightly: "They all bear traces of pollution, but whether they have been completely contaminated requires our careful screening."

As he spoke, ripples appeared once more beside Richard, and a ball of golden Miracle Fire appeared next to his hand.

The Miracle Fire is attracted by the power of the Civilization Devourer, using this to cleanse pollution is both efficient and avoids harming innocents.

"Hiss, this flame..."

Staring at the Miracle Fire, the Clan Leader was instantly filled with shock.

As a Dominator, he naturally recognized the extraordinariness of the Miracle Fire. The mysteries within these flames seemed beyond what a Dominator could master.

Richard smiled slightly and flicked his finger, dispersing the Miracle Fire into sparks that landed on the members of the Mechanical Clan.

In front of the Miracle Fire, those contaminated finally shed their disguises, transforming into thick black viscous liquid like asphalt. Among them, there were even two World Masters. Richard noticed the expressions of these completely eroded beings before they perished, full of astonishment and horror, as if they themselves were unaware of their own contamination.

Witnessing this scene, the Clan Leader's eyes revealed a trace of heartbreak.

These were his beloved children!

The members of the Mechanical Clan stepped aside to avoid the black liquid, which in turn ignored them and chose to erode the dimension.

The value of these members is too low, not worth the damage caused by eroding Richard's dimension.

"Heh, still playing this trick?"

Richard sneered, and another ball of Miracle Fire appeared in the Void. At the same time, the artificial dimension began to self-isolate.

As Puppets produced by the Supreme, how could they lack means to counter the erosion by the Civilization Devourer?

The Miracle Fire blazed fiercely, and under Richard's control, the black liquid was soon incinerated.

Meanwhile, those not completely eroded were also cleansed of their pollution.

Most of these people had only taken parts from the contaminated ones, and erosion had not yet begun, so they suffered no damage. The remaining ones, where erosion was not complete, were only weakened after purification. But those severely eroded faced worse: after purification, their souls were scattered.

The Clan Leader's face darkened as he watched the scene unfold, losing millions of clansmen in just moments.

"The remaining ones should be fine. After mind control, they can return to normal life." Richard wiped nonexistent sweat from his brow, relieved.

"Hmm."

The Clan Leader nodded slightly, then turned towards those lightly eroded members.

"Release your memory permissions, I need to examine your memories."

Upon hearing his words, the members immediately released their permissions, and the complex memories flooded into the Clan Leader's body like a torrent.

These lightly eroded members were infected before the Great Mechanical Festival, their memories surely contain traces of the erosion.

Soon, all these memories converged within the Clan Leader's thinking chip, and after filtering, reviewing, and deducing, a hint of shock appeared in the Clan Leader's eyes.

"How could it be the Tide Spirit?"