"Douglas, this is your student?" Fernando asked with a hint of mockery after the dazzling fireworks dispersed.
Douglas put on a bitter smile, as if he had aged a lot. "Ever since Brook became a grand arcanist with the electromagnetic theory and the wave theory, I've felt that something was wrong with Artil. At first, I thought it was because he was so depressed that he couldn't get rid of his hatred. Later, I found that he often exaggerated the problems and attributed the problems that couldn't be solved to the fact that we hadn't found the origin of everything. So, I started to have doubts. Later, I found some clues."
Fernando paused and sighed, "But he seemed to have sensed something. Soon, he came to me and confessed that he wanted to use the power of the Church to deal with Brook, not because he believed in the God of Truth. Also, the more the Church trusted him, the easier it would be for us to deal with them at the critical moment. I thought about how he had been learning from me for more than a hundred years. He had grown up little by little from the age of thirteen to fourteen. I knew his personality and thoughts quite well, so I didn't invade his mind directly. Instead, I chose to believe him for now and tested him in other ways. "
"In the events such as the discovery of electrons and the artificial planets, his performance and cooperation were quite good. That was why I was less vigilant. Also, he has always been disdainful and resentful toward the wave theory. So, everything that happened in the past few years was within reason. I didn't expect that …
Norman and Luciana finally realized that Artil was a spy of the Church, and he was swallowed by the holy light instead of having his head blown up. Artil was a sorcerer, not a divine power!
"Unless the cognitive world is projected into the main material world to form a demiplane, there is no way for us to check if there is any trace of divine creation." Fernando looked very serious. In his opinion, although the closer a sorcerer was to the truth, the faster he could make progress, he could not compare with the clerics in this respect. The clerics' power came from their faith. If there was something wrong with their faith, they would lose their power or even be swallowed by the holy light. Therefore, there was no way for them to send spies.
Lucien nodded thoughtfully. After integrating the Light of Faith into his cognitive world, although Artil could not use divine power, he seemed to be half a cleric. Therefore, when his trust in the God of Truth was shaken, the holy light in his cognitive world exploded and swallowed him before his head exploded. It was a sharp contrast to the old sorcerer who believed in the God of Truth and had his head blown up. This was probably related to whether the parts related to the gods were dominant in their cognitive worlds.
According to this logic, Sardes, the pontiff of the North Church, and the heretics in the Church of Truth, seemed to have some traces.
It seemed that as long as they kept their faith in the God of Truth, no matter how they changed their doctrines and beliefs, they could still use divine power and would not be swallowed by the holy light.
"But after the incident in the World of Souls, Sardes and the heretics in the Church of Truth did not seem to be so devoted to the God of Truth …" Lucien rubbed his chin in confusion.
"In fact, I suspected Artil in the beginning, but after he knew that Evans's Miracle Experiment was fine, he gave up his suspicion." Norman, a member of the Affair Committee, said slowly, "He also has two friends in the Affair Committee who can indirectly influence a lot of things."
An experienced senior-rank sorcerer like Artil had many friends, no matter how bad his personality was.
"I'll ask Vicente to investigate the two members," said Douglas concisely.
Lucien, on the other hand, began to analyze the structure of Artil's cognitive world with great interest. "He knew that the Miracle Experiment was fine, probably because he didn't witness it with his own eyes, and he was mentally prepared. He knew that the experiment only showed the possibility of the natural birth of the life source, and it could not completely refute creationism, nor could it provide further guidance. He could not find the path from the life source to the real life. However, the new alchemy provided a complete and real theoretical system. As long as the neutron was discovered, based on the theoretical system, there would be a way to create new magic to control the power of creation. So, he couldn't accept it."
"So, in his cognitive world, the God of Truth should be the 'origin of all things', the 'original creator'," said Fernando. Then he turned to Douglas, "I was here to talk to you about how to use the new alchemy to strike the Church, but I didn't expect that we would find a spy of the Church first."
"If the new alchemy had waited until the neutron was discovered and the new magic that could permanently change matter was created, the Church would have lost at least one or two saint cardinals. But now, Artil is dead, and the Church will soon realize it. When they are mentally prepared, things will be much more difficult." Douglas became calm again, but the gentle smile on his face was gone.
There was a terrible storm in Fernando's bright red eyes, "Didn't you test him? He should know the secret signal and the way to contact us. Seize this opportunity and give the Church a heavy blow. "
"I'm afraid that the new alchemy will not be able to do it. I'll ask Atlant to come here and plan the steps to create the best atmosphere." Douglas slightly nodded and hinted that Norman and Luciana could not leave for now.
…
In the headquarter of the Will of Elements in the royal magic tower of Holm.
Raventi received a thick paper and a thin piece of information that needed to be reviewed.
"New alchemy? Lucien Evans? "It was the first time for Raventi to read such a simple and general title, so he slightly frowned.
However, he knew that Lucien was a serious person, and there must be a purpose for him to write such a title. Therefore, he did not dwell on this question and continued to read the paper.
Elements and alchemy were closely related, and Holm Crown prize represented the highest honor in both the fields of elements and alchemy. Therefore, four members of the Arcana Review Board of the Will of Elements were authoritative in the field of alchemy.
Raventi's eyebrows were slightly trembling, and his hands were shaking like a real old man. It was enough to show how shocked and excited he was.
After a long time, Raventi slightly lost control and roared in a low voice, "Is this the deep mystery of matter?"
Raventi's vision became a bit blurred, and in front of him, there seemed to be a white-haired, skinny old man in an elemental robe, lying on the bed. The old man's soul was on the verge of collapse after the ritual of turning into a lich failed, but he still said to Raventi in a very serious and passionate tone,
"Raventi, do you know the meaning of the word 'alchemy'?"
"Alchemy represents the sorcerers' dream of controlling the change of matter!"
"Take my place and continue to walk on this path!"
Raventi closed his eyes and whispered to himself, "Teacher, do you see it? New Alchemy! "
It took Raventi quite a while to recover from the shock. He opened the paper and frowned, "Artil is a spy of the Church? His faith was shaken after reading the new alchemy, and he was swallowed by the holy light? "
After reading the rest of the paper, Raventi called in his student who was waiting outside and said, "Find out who is close to Artil in the organization."
"Why?" His student asked confusedly.
Raventi solemnly repeated the contents of the intelligence, and then said, "Do you understand?"
"Yes." When his student was about to turn around, something suddenly occurred to him, and he asked, "Teacher, can we disclose this information? Or do we need to do a secret investigation? "
"Yes, we can. This information doesn't require a high level of clearance." Raventi remembered the instructions at the end of the paper.
After his student left, Raventi stood up and went to the lab to verify the discovery of the proton, and then he could write the evaluation result.
Raventi had always been a serious arcanist.
…
In a demiplane, Prado, another member of the board of alchemy, was waiting beside the desk respectfully.
The black-haired and black-eyed man behind the desk, whose age could not be determined, seemed to be in a dream. Even when a golden-haired little girl walked in with a teacup, he did not open his eyes.
After a long time, Klaus sighed, "Finally, I'm alive to see this day."
Looking at the expressionless golden-haired girl and the bright blue sky outside the window, Klaus laughed in a low voice.
"What a beautiful world.
How far can the new alchemy go? "
…
In the Radiance Church of Holm.
Philibell had just finished his prayer when he sensed a red-robed cardinal hurrying to the church. The cardinal seemed to be in a hurry.
"Your Excellency, the information of the Archangel level!" Before Philibell could reprimand the cardinal for losing his cool, he heard the shocking news.
Archangel level? Douglas had advanced? Did they really have some kind of power of the gods?
Philibell had a lot of doubts, but no matter what, the importance of the information of the Archangel level was self-evident. Therefore, he took over the thick document and asked the cardinal to bring Shi Dong here.
"… Archangel level … It's really from Artil … Important materials … Cursed …" Philibell read the words on the cover and checked it carefully. He found that there was indeed a weak cursed aura coming out of the small pocket attached to the report. Therefore, he trusted the report even more.
"Philibell, what's the information about the Archangel level?" Vaharall was in the Radiance Church right now. Through the connection of the divine circle, he soon appeared in the library.
Seeing that there were already two legends present, Philibell opened the envelope and started to read the thick paper.
Seeing the complicated magic and arcana symbols on the paper, Vaharall stopped reading and waited for Philibell's conclusion. He was a bit confused. Why did Philibell send him the whole paper instead of the key points? Was the whole paper about the Archangel level?
While reading, Philibell's body trembled violently. His eyes were full of anger. He skipped the quantized structure, the outer layer of electrons, and the alchemy part and went straight to the most important part.
"… From the radioactive material, I found a trace of a new element, which perfectly matches my description of the decay of helium nuclei into a new element …"
A line of black words appeared here, "Refer to the important materials attached."
Philibell quickly opened the black pocket and saw a piece of ore with many magic marks on it. The whole ore was marked in red. As the black, white, and green rays flew out, the red turned into blue, and then into green.
The trace was magnified by magic, and the magic wave was covered by the curse.
The material was not fake. It was just that the whole process was demonstrated by the magic marks.
"This is the decay of an element into a new element …" Philibell continued to read the paper, as if he had been enchanted.
"… Ever since human beings learned magic, the dream of refining other elements into gold has never stopped. This is not only our desire for wealth, but also our yearning for the truth of the world. We want to master the mystery of the transformation of matter in our hands!"
"However, for thousands of years, no alchemy reaction has been able to change the fundamental level of matter. A change that can continue to exist without a constant magic circle … We humans seem to have stopped in front of the door of the mystery of matter, in front of the so-called forbidden zone of the gods …"
Thinking of the structure of protons, neutrons, and electrons, and Lucien's description of the decay process, Philibell panicked like never before. He seemed to have figured out something.
"Now, starting from the internal structure of atoms, starting from the nature of decay, we can find the real way to change matter and create new elements! According to my theory, although the cost may not be proportional to the result, it means that we have stepped into the forbidden zone of the gods and touched the mystery of matter. We are about to fulfill the dream of countless generations of sorcerers! "
Boom! Philibell felt panic, hatred, and anger rushing into his head. The peace that he had been praying for for a long time disappeared.
"How dare they covet the power of creation! Lucien Evans dares to step into the forbidden zone of the gods! "
This was no longer a accusation, but a solid proof. In the foreseeable future, Lucien Evans would truly step into the realm of the gods!
When Philibell was about to vent his panic, a few cardinals came in one after another, waving the reports in their hands.
"Your Excellency, Artil was attacked by the new alchemy and was swallowed by the holy light!"
"Your Excellency, it's confirmed that Artil's faith was shaken, and the holy light burst out!"
Although they did not know that Artil was a spy, they could tell from the holy light's swallowing.
Philibell was confused. "Don't we need to wait for the neutron discovery to verify it?" he asked.
At the end of the report, there was a line of words that suddenly turned red under the radiation of radioactive materials:
"Artil was swallowed by the holy light. What about you?"
The red material in his left hand was still emitting rays, and it was turning into blue and green new elements bit by bit, just like Philibell's heartbeat and the pulse of his faith!
There seemed to be some noise in Philibell's ears, and he could not move his eyes away from the decaying material. He even tried to verify it with his divine power.
"The decaying is real, and the new elements are real. It fits Lucien Evans' description very well. If we can control and reverse this process, we might be able to control the change of material."
The panic and doubt in Philibell's heart seemed to have turned into demons, and he was slightly shaken.
"It doesn't hurt the greatness of the gods. He is still the origin of all things. But if a mortal can do something as great as the gods, then the gods …"
"Lucien Evans!"
Vaharall's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had sensed the danger.
Outside the Radiance Church, the passers-by suddenly saw a majestic and sacred light shooting up to the sky from the core of the church. Everything within the range was completely vaporized. At the same time, the defense circle of the Radiance Church, which had been set up for many years, was activated. The flowing holy light was trying its best to disperse the light beam.
Looking at the brilliant and sacred view, the completely destroyed buildings at the core of the Radiance Church, and the clerics who couldn't escape, Douglas sighed from afar. "We've never damaged the Radiance Church for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that we would almost destroy it today."
"It's a pity that Philibell's faith is not devout enough." Atlant, the Eye of Curse, said to Douglas, Fernando, and Lucien with his eyes closed.
When the light beam disappeared, Vaharall, who was still in the air, looked down at the half-destroyed church and the countless dead clerics. He was both furious and glad that he could not understand the paper.
"Philibell, are you alright?" He asked concernedly. Philibell was kneeling in the center of the huge hole, as if he was repenting.
Philibell, who was wearing ragged clothes, said bitterly, "My faith has been shaken. I can no longer advance, and I've also regressed one level. I'm only at the level of a new Holy Spirit now."