Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 310 Welcome to the new era and...the Alchemy Association?
Looking down at the earth from the sky, the world is like a silent movie.

Life and death, savagery and civilization. Ant-like animals were scurrying on the ground, and occasionally birds fluttered across the horizon. There are even some strong human beings who are fighting for various reasons on the ground.

When hundreds of years are shortened into one day, the land itself is the most wonderful image. You can see the green fade away and be dyed with rows of artificial colors; you can see the spiderweb-like road as if it was outlined by an artist's brush, extending from a few strokes at the corners to the center of the masterpiece. The human world is stained with all kinds of wonders, and there are countless loves and hates, heroes are dying, beauties are graying, and they rise and fall.

In this floating world picture where all living things come together, the closer you get to the center, the more magnificent and fantastic it becomes; the closer you get to the edge, the more ordinary and ordinary it seems. Although they are obviously in the same world, the two sides seem to be in two eras... But there are always exceptions to everything.

Just like this day, a bolide fell from the sky and landed on a suburb in the northeast of the mainland.

Perhaps it was because it was daytime that the meteor looked so inconspicuous. So until it landed, only a few people discovered its existence.

"Fire coming from the sky...disaster is bound to happen."

……

Summer, 852 years of the New Calendar.

Outside Thuringia.

From time to time, a few beast roars could be heard among the sparse trees, and occasionally a few summer insects made an annoying buzzing sound.

At the end of the dirt road near the woodland, a fire flickered on and off, illuminating the surrounding road in the night.

The person holding the torch was a strong, middle-aged man. He was wearing a patchwork long coat of coarse cloth. His hands were covered with calluses. He was obviously a worker engaged in manual labor.

The other man with him was not tall, but looked equally powerful. However, judging from the way he walks, just like the former, his strength is only tempered by labor.

"Nike, are you sure this is the place? We have been walking for half the night. You know, I gave up on guard screening tonight..."

"Don't be stupid, Summer. Everyone knows that it's not for people like us."

Waving his hand to interrupt his companion's complaints, Nike raised the torch higher, hoping to see further away.

"Oh, if you want to pass that test, you either have a good ancestor with some noble bloodline, or you have received real training - then you still need to have a good ancestor, and the requirements are much higher. ”

"So instead of having such unrealistic thoughts, why not come and bet your luck with me. A shooting star... Do you know how valuable this thing is?"

"I don't know, and I guess you don't either.

Waving the pitchfork in his hand, Summer shrugged.

"But Nike, legally speaking, everything here belongs to the city lord."

"So why did you follow me instead of reporting me?"

Showing a sarcastic smile, Nico saw his old friend gritting his teeth in the light of the fire.

"You're right, I should have reported you... Damn it, come on, let's try our luck and see what we can find. If there is nothing, I will never let you go!"

In this era when the historical trajectory has gone full circle, the classical republic and early feudalism coexisted, and slavery and public ownership were even maintained in some countries... In short, at least in Thuringia, all wealth on the land belongs to the land. Master, any self-inflicted act is a serious crime and can even be directly punished by death. Even the Church of the God of Justice and Law will not object to this provision.

But for two farmers who only know how to farm, this is almost their only chance in life. After all, although they are not slaves, they are far from 'citizens'. Or in more official terms, they should be called 'free people', or 'semi-free workers'.

And this is also part of the "peasant discrimination chain", because the farmers around the city are formal citizens. They live in nearby villages and towns and only occasionally go to the city. Therefore, they do not enjoy the benefits of citizens under the classical republic. s right.

If it was a few years ago, if you couldn't enjoy it, you wouldn't be able to enjoy it. After all, this is an era of 'born noble', and Summer would not necessarily choose to take this gamble. But after witnessing the changes in this city in recent years, he became increasingly intolerable of his current mediocrity.

To put it more poetically, it is 'I can endure the darkness if I never see the light'. The city of Thuringia changes every year, but the village where he lives remains unchanged. The two sides are like two different worlds, intertwined and separated.

"Speaking of which, Nike, if you really get rich this time, how are you going to spend it?"

In a world without light pollution, the night is much darker than the mortals of later generations imagined. Even under the illumination of torches, the two of them felt as if they were walking on an endless road.

That is to say, both of them are locals and are very familiar with the nearby terrain. Otherwise, no one would know whether they are moving forward or backward when walking at night.

"Of course I'll enjoy it first - but to be honest, Summer, I actually don't know how to count enjoyment. It can't just be eating and drinking - so what about you?"

Shrugging his shoulders and shaking the torch, Nikki told the truth.

"I want to test whether I have the qualifications to become a 'knight'...I mean a more precise test. You know, this is my dream."

Summer's voice was a little low, and he didn't know what he was thinking of. After listening to his words, Nike fell silent immediately.

Dreams...everyone has them. But for most people, this is really just a dream.

"It seems to be almost there, right in front."

I don’t know how long they walked, but Nikki, who was holding a torch, suddenly stopped.

Under the light of the fire, both of them vaguely saw the bottomless circular pit in front of them.

The effect of the firelight was not very good, and they could not tell how deep or how big the pit was. However, if a knowledgeable person came here, he would never dare to approach this pothole.

The meteor hit so close to the city of Thuringia and created such a big hole. The loud noise it made was theoretically enough to be heard clearly by everyone in the city. But the fact is that except for Nick, who happened to see the flash of starlight, few people noticed the falling bolide.

"Hi-Hey, Nike, I'm afraid you really found something amazing."

Looking a little surprised, Summer lowered his voice subconsciously: "There is actually a meteorite...I heard that there may be something called a star core in it, and even if there isn't, its shell can still be sold for a big price. "

"Don't be stunned, go down and take a look."

Inserting the farm tools into the soil, the two of them immediately climbed down the huge pit wall little by little.

The surrounding soil was a bit soft, not like a crater formed by the shock wave at all, and the two almost rolled down several times.

Fortunately, after working hard for several hours, they arrived near the bottom of the pit without any danger.

"Be careful... Damn it, the torch burned down."

Looking at the dimming fire in his hand, Nike cursed, threw it aside, and moved on.

Fortunately, the weather was sunny today, and they could barely identify each other's positions through the moonlight...

"——Fuck, get out of the way——!"

"what--"

With one step in the air, Samer took Nike with him in front of him, and the two of them rolled down together.

boom--!
With a muffled sound, the two collided at the bottom of the pit.

"Hiss... I told you to be careful!"

"Of course I was careful. Do you think I wanted to fall down... If you had brought an extra torch, this wouldn't have happened."

After replying harshly, Summer struggled to stand up. In the dim moonlight, he looked around.

There was no huge meteorite as he expected, and there was no feeling of heat. It was just like a pure pit, and they were at the apex of this conical pit that had been cut out abruptly.

There is nothing around, only a little reflection in the distance...

"gem?"

Nike shouted in surprise: "Are those gems, gems falling out of the stars? Oh my god, it turns out that the stars are really made of gems. I thought it was just a delusion in a bedtime story!"

"Stop talking nonsense, that's not a gem, look clearly, it's transparent!"

Summer walked up. His eyesight was better and he could see more clearly.

It was not a giant gem, but an oval crystal layer, only a thin layer. It looked like some kind of gem, but it was actually 'melting' slightly.

Although he didn't know what it was yet, Summer had an ominous premonition. Fireballs falling from the sky, unreasonable potholes, fantastic and magnificent crystals, no matter how you look at it, none of this is normal.

Besides, according to some ancient legends from the north... stars falling in the wild is not a good sign.

"Wait, there's someone inside, did you see it?"

His expression suddenly changed, and Summer shouted loudly.

As the distance got closer, through the moonlight, he vaguely saw something underneath the crystal layer, which was a humanoid being.

It seemed to be a young man - maybe a young man, but he looked young anyway. He has a handsome appearance, with no traces of work on his skin, and is wrapped in a silver-white robe. Golden patterns are embellished on it, which looks so gorgeous and noble.

"A living person, the great goddess of wisdom... Could it be that what you saw was not a meteor, but someone who was seriously injured... Nike, what are you going to do?!"

"Bang——!"

The pitchfork collided with the transparent crystal wall. Under the moonlight, Nick's smile looked a little ferocious at the moment: "What else can I do, of course open it!"

"I don't care who he is, but now he is my trophy. Have you seen this dress? I have never seen such exquisite workmanship. One of its sleeves may be worth five - no, Fifty gold coins (Note 1)!”

"But -" "No, don't you want to be a knight? If this is really a seriously injured strong man, your chance will come!"

bang——

With another click, cracks appeared in the crystal shell. Nike seemed to be encouraged, but Summer felt that the crack might not have been caused by him.

But no matter what, they came together. If today's behavior is discovered, then none of them can run away... Gritting his teeth, Summer also joined the tapping work, as mentioned before, what if?
bang——

bang——

bang——

……

Sound after sound, as time slowly passed, a shimmer appeared on the horizon, and the crystal shell became thinner and thinner, with more and more cracks.

Until a certain moment, with a sound that seemed to resound in the soul, it shattered and then dissipated in the air like water vapor.

"Phew—it's finally opened."

After wiping the sweat from his head, Nick became more and more excited. He looked at the young figure who had lost his protection, and a flash of ecstasy flashed through his eyes.

"Wait, don't rush yet."

"What are you waiting for? You won't want to regret it now, will you?"

"Of course not," his face was heavy, but Summer just shook his head and raised the pitchfork: "No matter what his identity is, we must have offended him..."

"So whether he is dead or not, kill him first, and then see what you get from him."

Without hesitation, under Nike's surprised but approving gaze, Summer struck the mysterious young man's neck with a pitchfork.

It is said that as long as the caster can still think, he can mobilize magic or holy power to easily kill hundreds of mortals... Samer doesn't know how it is done. The only spellcaster he has come into contact with in his life is Even the low-ranking priests of the temple have never shown that kind of power.

But just in case, who knows where this young man is. Kill him first. Samer at least knows one thing, that is, he is a dead person and cannot be called upon for anything.

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It's like a replay of the scene deepest in my memory, spanning distant time and space in chaos and mist.

Ryan still doesn't know how he came into this world. It wasn't until he woke up from his long sleep that he began to understand the world again.

Now, he experienced a similar scene again, but this time, it was an opportunity he created for himself.

"brush--"

His thinking was not clear yet, but the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air made Ryan instantly aware of his situation.

Almost subconsciously, following the direction of the sound, he immediately reached out to grab it.

The soil-covered pitchfork was not sharp, and it might not be able to pierce Ryan's palm, but he still bypassed the tip and accurately grasped the connection between the tines and the long handle. Then, in the eyes of the visitor who instantly became horrified, he first pulled back hard, and then stretched out his hand to send it away.

giggle-

Summer, who was holding the pitchfork, was startled by Ryan's sudden movement, but before he could react, the sudden force caused his body to fall forward, and the pitchfork came out of his hand almost at the same time.

The next moment, he saw that the long handle he had taken away had become someone else's weapon and was attacking him again. However, Summer, who lost his balance, had no time to respond, and was hit directly on his fragile throat.

With a heart-wrenching sound, his throat bone was shattered on the spot, and he fell directly to the ground, letting out a 'ho ho' gasp. Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and it wasn't until everything was over that Nike just reacted.

"No, wait, it was just an accident, I mean - spare my life, I -"

laugh--

Ryan accidentally dropped the pitchfork in his hand, and accurately inserted it into the heart of the farmer who was trying to escape, silencing his unclear words.

Narrowing his eyes, Ryan slowly looked around and determined his current situation.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I didn't see a familiar primitive god or other gods, nor did I see a large number of onlookers, such as the guards of the mortal country... It seemed that the result was not bad, at least there was no big deviation, otherwise he would I'm afraid I'll have to delete my account and try again.

In fact, when he realized that the power surrounding him had crashed into the special space-time bubble, Ryan was already prepared to fail. But this is just an attempt, and he has no resolution to succeed without success.

Fortunately, everything is going smoothly now, which saves him a lot of effort.

"Very good, the first step of the plan,"

Standing up from the ground and stretching, Ryan felt that his mind was much more active.

At this time, the morning sun completely rose from the ground, and this huge pit became brighter.

Looking at Summer, who was holding his throat with his hands, his body twitching subconsciously, and blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth, Ryan had no sympathy. No matter what the reason is, if you dare to attack him, you must be prepared to die.

"Well, to be 'human' again, I need to solve three problems first."

"Who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do."

The first problem is easy to solve. In human terms, it is to give yourself a new name. After all, he cannot use the title of 'Lian' to walk in the world openly, so it is natural to change the title to a suitable one.

So without much thought, Ryan just changed the pronunciation. From now on, he will be called 'Evan'. As for identity...that is, the heir of any failed family/school/organization, etc., if there are already the above in this era.

As for the second question...

After rubbing his forehead, Ryan also had a headache.

Because he accidentally hit the space-time bubble, his current landing point and time of landing were greatly changed. In his original plan, he planned to land directly near Silver Moon City and start his subsequent plans from there... But now, even if there are no stars to identify during the day, he knows that he is definitely not in the south of the continent, but in the north. Some directions.

In the northern part of the continent, Ryan can't say that he has no impression of this place, and he has basically no idea. After all, before, this was a completely uninhabited primitive continent. So if you want to solve this problem, you can only sacrifice this guy who dares to trouble you.

Using the tip of the pitchfork as a pen and the dead man's blood as ink, under the horrified eyes of the struggling people on the side, Ryan drew a terrifying-looking pattern like a cultist.

Then he walked up with a smile, easily solved Summer's useless struggle, and then threw the opponent into the center of the formation.

As the array pattern lights up in a special form, the blood energy in the flesh and blood of the deceased is continuously transformed into controllable spiritual power. Just like a primitive burnt offering, except that there is no natural spirit to accept the sacrifice. This spirit mixed with the resentment of living beings is only used as a driving force to touch the ubiquitous shallow magic network.

With a flash of inspiration, the witchcraft [Advanced Detection Thinking] was easily displayed, and this was the only value of Samer's survival for a while longer.

Like a video, a large amount of useful or useless information flashed before Ryan's eyes. Although most of these are worthless content, even his knowledge as a low-level farmer still allowed Ryan to understand this familiar and unfamiliar world.

"Church, evil god, divine blood nobles, wizards..."

"The new calendar is a calendar marked by the establishment of Athens and based on the movement of the stars..."

"The land of the gods, Olympia...Argos, the sanctuary of the Queen of Heaven...blood sacrifices, natural disasters...the barbarians in the north who believe in evil gods, claiming that all things are animistic and can become gods?"

"There is also the city of Thuringia, which is the northernmost city-state in Athens' sphere of influence... This city has changed a lot recently because the King of Athens signed an agreement with the [Emerald Ring] Alchemy Society, which resulted in the gradual flow of alchemical products from the capital - What's going on? Are the humans in the world of Khaos so powerful that they have already developed this level of alchemy work out of thin air?"

One after another, news that he didn't know should be considered surprising or surprising flowed out of his memory. In fact, Ryan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that a mortal he randomly picked up was actually knowledgeable.

However, he had no time to pay attention to the love and hatred of the other party, and why did he know this information that had nothing to do with him personally? He just set his sights on this [Emerald Ring] Alchemy Meeting.

Developing alchemy from scratch would be easy to say if it were a god, but how could humans do it? He would have to do it...

While thinking about it, Ryan was instantly attracted by the content in his memory.

That was exactly what he wanted to know before, that is, the inventor of alchemy and the president of the [Emerald Ring] Alchemy Society.

"...?"

Slowly typing a question mark, Ryan once again felt that this world is really interesting.

"...a child from a village outside the city of Eleusis, who later went to the southeast of the mainland to study...learned the secrets of witchcraft in the city of Condenia, and after becoming a great wizard, he rejected the White Tower's invitation and studied on his own. Witchcraft Mysteries.”

"Finally, after countless failures, he proposed the concept of 'all things are equivalent', believing that everything in the world can be transformed into each other, and personally completed the feat of 'turning stone into gold', completely creating the school of alchemy. Therefore, his name spread among the countries..."

"Ah."

With a low laugh, the memory in front of him came to an end. Ryan gave the unlucky guy a happy blow, and then patted the hem of his clothes.

"Hermes, the great alchemist, is very good. Is this such an interesting development? Sure enough, proper offline service will help the development of the world."

With a smile, Ryan decided to go to the nearest city of Thuringia to take a look first.

After all, memory is just memory, and [Advanced Detection Thinking] is not an advanced witchcraft such as [Soul Insight] or [Memory Weaving]. Of course, maybe someone invented some more powerful low-level witchcraft while he was offline. Anyway, browsing this version of his memory is like reading a book. Not only does it have no illustrations, but the results given are indiscriminate. Times, 99% of them are redundant.

In short, the ancients... and later generations have said it well, 'What you see on paper is only shallow in understanding, but you will never know that you have to do it'. Ryan still plans to use his own eyes to witness this fact, which has been deviated from the original history. What a mythical world.

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Note 1: There are different opinions about the names of coins in ancient Greece. The gold coin here is called stater, and the silver coin Drachma is also made of gold, but there are more silver coins. Now the Greek currency is also called this name. ), the copper coin LePta (Strictly speaking, it is a auxiliary coin, not a copper coin, but here it is treated as a copper coin. Similarly, modern Greece also uses this name). As for the conversion ratio, refer to this book.

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