Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 314 Sapphire

The Fisher family's ship gradually embarked on its return journey. As it got closer and closer to the White Sea, the thick black clouds in the sky gradually dissipated completely. The oppressive feeling as if sailing under a dense curse gradually faded, and the deep discomfort in the hearts of the people on the ship subsided bit by bit.

The big ship under his feet was shaking gently. In the cabin with a very simple appearance, Byrne, who had returned to his youth, reached out and placed the blood-stained gold coin on the table, and said calmly:
"Now I'm going to take you back to the continent of Oden... 'Time Stone', how does it feel to leave this island?"

"call……"

The old man's voice came from the gold coin. The voice was full of trembling and shaking, and people could feel the obvious excitement.

"I felt great and incredible, and even wanted to cry... Unfortunately, I can't cry anymore."

"No matter what, Mithril, no, Byrne Fischer, I want to thank you for saving me."

Byrne nodded slightly and said with a smile: "You don't need to thank me. After all, I brought you out and promised to free you out of selfish motives."

"Actually, I really want to know one thing, Time Stone. How did you get into the Alchemy Council? Since you have been trapped in that place, what was the opportunity that allowed you to contact the Alchemy Council?"

The old voice of "Time Stone" appeared in the blood-stained gold coin.

"I really didn't expect that your Fisher family is such a terrifying existence. After establishing the 'Oath', you shocked me all the way..."

"Haha, this world is getting crazy, isn't it?"

Byrne smiled, raised his hand and said, "Now we are what we call fellow travelers. Time Stone, you should just serve the Fisher family for a hundred years. There is no need to think too much."

"Also, answer my question."

"Yes, yes, haha, okay, my master..." the old man in the gold coin said in a teasing tone.

Today, the "Time Stone" has completely accepted its situation and doesn't even think it's too bad. After all, compared to the endless, limitless abyss of hell, a limited prison of a hundred years is not unacceptable at all.

A mere hundred years was just a blink of an eye, and during this hundred years, he would be able to learn a lot of things and no longer be trapped in endless boredom.

"My spirit has been wandering in the ruins of that city for many years, especially in the first few decades, and it has never stopped for a moment..."

"I wandered around for years, and I came across a very strange puzzle."

Puzzle?

Byrne frowned slightly.

Then the old man continued.

"Yes, the puzzle... In the master's room of the city, there is a cellar, and at the deepest part of the cellar there is a treasure."

"It was a strange golden box. Even though I was in spirit form, I couldn't pass through it. There were also many blue spells on the box. They were arranged neatly and beautifully in thirteen circles. As long as I tried to interfere with the real world and move them, the spells would emit flickering light."

Hearing this, Byrne realized that it was an alchemical tool called a "code box", and in recent years, some members of the Reforged Church had also invented similar things, using mechanical anti-theft locks and safes.

Then the Time Stone continued.

"I found that every time I turned the spell, that circle of spells would light up quickly, and then it became clear that all thirteen circles of spells had to match the correct answer in order to unlock the golden box."

"Once it fails, it will trigger some kind of death trap..."

"There were seven stone slabs near the gold box, on which were painted various strange stories. I quickly realized that they were the clues to solving the mystery of the gold box."

"So, you solved the mystery through the stories on the seven stone tablets?" Byrne guessed and nodded.

However, the answer from the Time Stone was beyond his expectations.

"No!"

Ok?
Byrne was stunned. He didn't expect the situation to be so unexpected.

The Time Stone said in a subtle tone:

"Normally speaking, it is almost impossible to match all thirteen spells on the box without solving the puzzle and knowing the password. It is even possible that if you make a mistake in deciphering the code the first time, you will end up in the death trap."

"But as you can see, my situation is a little bit special, so I am not afraid of traps and I am not afraid of the passage of time. So I used a simple and crude... exhaustive method."

"..."

Byrne was completely speechless and fell into deep thought on the spot. It made sense. It seemed that for the "Time Stone" in that situation, it would be boring if it opened the golden box too early.

Exhaustive method...

The old man sighed and said:
"Unfortunately, my luck was too good. After searching for a while, I happened to open the golden box."

Byrne really wanted to know how long this "probably some time later" was.

Maybe it has existed longer than the Fisher family.

The Time Stone sighed and continued, "Then the golden box collapsed on its own and disappeared, leaving only the treasure inside."

"In that dissolving golden chest, I found a dazzling blue gem."

"Blue gem?" Byrne remembered the information about this thing.

"Yes, it is a special alchemical tool. I used the light of the blue gem to travel to the snowy mountain in my spiritual form, and ended up meeting... the president of the Alchemy Council."

When the Time Stone said this, both he and Byrne were silent for a moment.

Over the past few decades, Byrne has had many encounters with the Alchemy Council, and each time the president rarely speaks. His true identity is a complete mystery, but Byrne can clearly feel that the existence is very oppressive, and the power that the president possesses is terrifying. After stepping onto the fifth step, Byrne's feelings about how powerful the president is have become more intuitive and clear.

He could clearly feel that even if there were a dozen of him, they might not be able to defeat the president of the Alchemy Council.

Even though he had stepped onto the fifth step, he was still like a child in the face of the president's powerful pressure.

Byrne couldn't help but ask, "Time Stone, how much do you know about the president?"

"He has lived for at least several hundred years, and his strength is likely to be above the monarch level. Well, maybe he is only a step away from the apocalypse level."

The Time Stone paused for a moment, then continued, "In fact, I can be sure that his strength has not reached the level of Apocalypse."

Byrne was stunned for a moment, and asked doubtfully: "Why are you so sure?"

"Of course it's because the gods have made a rule that all Apocalypse warriors cannot get close to the four eastern countries, and they can't even touch the White Sea. I don't know the specific reason, but it's true that there has been such a rule since my time."

Byrne had never directly learned the reason, but he had already guessed it, because there were Apocalypse masters in most parts of the world, except for the four eastern countries, which had never had one in thousands of years.

The reason given by the "Time Stone" may be the real reason.

But why would the gods impose restrictions?

He doesn't understand and can't figure it out.

In this case, the president's strength is probably close to Apocalypse. That level of power is very terrifying within the four eastern countries.

Even if all the monarchs and strong men of Syat were to fight against him together, it would probably be very difficult. They would have to lead him into the trap in advance and then surround and kill him in order to have a chance of success.

In fact, over the years, the president of the Alchemy Council has been trying to create more powerful alchemical tools, but it has never been realized. Instead, it has given Byrne and others a lot of useful waste.

Could it be that as long as the stone that the president wants to create is born, he can break through the apocalypse?

After a long silence, he heard the old man slowly say:

"It will be a while before a new meeting begins..."

"In fact, there are a lot of extraordinary materials near the island. I have used them to trade with you many times. From now on, those extraordinary materials will belong to the Fisher family. You really have a great harvest. It is enviable."

Byrne suddenly asked, "After all, Time Stone, why don't you let us, the members of the Alchemy Council, free you?"

“You can speak out your dilemma at the meeting. Is it because you don’t trust me?”

The Time Stone answered decisively.

"No, even if I didn't trust you, I couldn't help but do it if I had a chance."

"Actually, it's because of the restriction of the curse on the gold coin. I can't make a request to someone who is too far away from it. It's really an extremely evil trap..."

-

a few days later.

A new meeting of the Alchemical Council has begun.

In the dazzling white palace, several people took their seats.

Both Mithril and Timestone attended the meeting again.

Byrne and the old man looked at each other, and both sides understood each other tacitly and said nothing.

At this moment, the young voice of "Moon River Stone" asked in confusion: "Hey, 'Sun Gold' didn't come?"

They were shocked to find that there was no "Sun Gold" in this transaction.

The only participants in this meeting were the president himself, "Moon River Stone", "Spirit Element", "Time Stone" and "Mithril".

No one knows the specific situation of "Sun Gold", let alone whether he will come again in the future. The mysterious president has not revealed any information.

"Maybe he won't come again, and from now on there will only be five of us..."

Byrne looked at Lingsu calmly, thinking in his heart that the other two people who had ambushed and killed the Storm Bishop had been dealt with, and she was the last one.

Sooner or later, Ling Su will have to pay the price.

Then, he looked up at the high-ranking president, and at this moment the pressure became more obvious.

As expected, the president possessed extremely powerful strength, even making Byrne feel a sense of oppression as if facing a giant.

"Okay, let's get started."

Following the president's voice, a new transaction will begin immediately.

When the trade fair ended, the mysterious president let everyone else go again, but left Byrne alone.

Byrne frowned slightly and turned to look at the mysterious man whose true face was not revealed.

The president's disembodied voice reached my ears.

"Mithril, I want to make a deal with you."

(End of this chapter)