The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 680 Grand Parade

"Is this the subhuman wizard you created?"

Outside the huge isolation room, Richard and Ulysses stood in front of a huge transparent glass wall, quietly looking at a group of babies still in the incubator inside the isolation room.

"Yes."

Richard looked at these babies with complicated eyes. Breeding sub-human wizards had violated the wizard experiment laws set by the Parliament of Truth.

Even a great wizard who violates this red line law will be thrown to the front line to fight for atonement.

However, if his conjecture is correct, the war situation of wizard civilization will usher in a huge change. And he will also gain a huge share of dimensional power, laying the foundation for achieving truth in the future.

As a great wizard, achieving the truth is no longer a fantasy.

Especially since Richard has already reached the Fifth Ring.

Although it is more difficult to advance to the sixth ring than the fifth ring, it only involves two more complete rules.

As long as he could kill a level five Mayfly King on the battlefield, the biggest difficulty in advancing to the sixth ring would disappear.

All that remains is to wait for the fusion of rules to be completed, and then reconstruct the body of rules for promotion.

Moreover, even if his guess was wrong, having a wizard research institute would be a great benefit for Richard.

Except for some extremely cutting-edge research, which requires a very small number of geniuses to advance, most research can be accomplished through hard work and diligence.

"You are planning to let them become wizards and research witchcraft for you, right?" Ulises suddenly said, "But how can you guarantee that all these little guys are good candidates for research?

Could it be that Lan can modify bloodlines to produce geniuses in a targeted way?"

"That's not the case." Richard shook his head. "These subhuman wizards do strengthen their brains, but the effect is very limited. They can improve the mentally retarded to the level of self-care, but it is far from enough to make ordinary people geniuses."

"Then how do you deal with those unsuccessful people?" Ulises asked calmly.

As an old god, Ulysses had seen too many inhumane things. Richard's research was simply a normal method for him, not even excessive.

However, he knew the character of his friend very well.

Although Richard never hesitated to do things and always killed those who deserved to be killed without mercy, in terms of character, Richard was actually very moral.

If allowing the abyss to invade in order to ascend to the divine spirit was a necessary evil, then getting rid of these useless demi-humans was sheer genocide.

Has Richard become cruel?
The next moment, Richard gave the answer.

"Their screening starts with mortals. If they do not show talent in research, they will not become wizards. What awaits them is returning to mortal life and living an ordinary life."

Richard's expression didn't change at all, as if he had known Ulises would ask this question.

"Although these people are my evidence, the Fairyland world is my world. In this war era, it is impossible for the werewolves of the Fairyland world to run around the world. But when the war is over... hehe, maybe the subhuman wizards will no longer need to hide."

Listening to Richard's calm yet domineering declaration, Ulysses was stunned for a moment, then he laughed.

"You are so domineering, my friend. Don't forget to help me when the time comes."

Richard laughed too.

"Don't worry, you will be the only deity in the wizarding world who can preach by then."

Amid the two people's laughter, a baby in the isolation room let out a loud cry.

……

There is still a long way to go before becoming a subhuman wizard, but before that, Richard must make sure he can live until that time.

In the Miracle Church, Richard looked at the documents handed to him by Franken and nodded slightly from time to time.

After seeing the last page, Richard sorted out the documents and put them in his pocket.

"Yes, you handled it very smartly. Although the warriors who entered the Kingdom of God still exist as souls, they have lost their mortal bodies. It is correct to pay the pension according to death."

In response to Richard's praise, Franken bowed his head humbly and said, "It's just a little trick to reduce expenses. It's just a little cleverness."

"This is more than just cleverness." Richard patted Franken on the shoulder. "You have drawn a boundary. Entering the kingdom of God means leaving the mortal world. This way, there will be fewer complications when dealing with various affairs in the future."

After that, Richard changed the subject.

"How is the preparation of the venue for the military parade going?"

Franken's face straightened and he said solemnly, "It has been arranged. The parade venue will be at Miracle Square. At that time, all crystal screen channels will broadcast the parade live, and all the goblins will witness your great power."

Richard nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, with you as the Pope, I will save hundreds of years of hard work."

Richard must give an explanation for the war in the world of four-eyed people, otherwise even if the legion is formed, it will lack faith and become ordinary cannon fodder natives.

But it is too horrifying to say that all the personnel were killed.

So Richard decided to use a different form, a grand military parade, to convey the message indirectly.

Doing so can not only convey the message, but also dispel people's fear of dying in battle, and even prove that entering the kingdom of God after death is not a lie, thereby strengthening their faith.

It can be said to serve multiple purposes.

After leaving the Miracle Church, Richard returned to the secret realm and started his own kingdom of God in the secret realm.

At the moment of opening the kingdom of God, boundless holy light bloomed from Richard's body. It seemed that the goblins had given him the title of Sun God, so when Richard opened the kingdom of God, he was just like the sun. In the kingdom of God, the heroic soldiers as small as ants wandered around the kingdom of God. The arena, the tavern, the Hall of Heroes, everywhere was filled with the footprints of the heroic soldiers.

To be honest, with so many heroic soldiers suddenly entering, Richard suddenly felt that his own kingdom of God was a little too simple.

How could this be the eternal blissful kingdom of God as described in the scriptures? This is clearly a large military camp.

"Perhaps, I should also study divine arts." Richard pondered.

If he intends to achieve the truth, then starting from the power of faith might be a good direction.

After thinking about it, Richard sent down his oracle to the kingdom of God.

"Soldiers, in three days, you will return to the human world for a grand military parade. After the parade, you will have a month's vacation. After the vacation, you will return to the Kingdom of God to prepare for the upcoming war."

Hearing the oracle coming to their ears, the heroic soldiers of the Kingdom of God, no matter where they were or what they were doing, stopped what they were doing and looked at the sky in shock.

There are no stars in the sky of God's kingdom, only a dazzling sun.

Then, thousands of voices merged and converged, and finally turned into one voice, one prayer.

The heroic spirits lowered their heads, crossed their arms over their chests, and bowed to the sun in the sky.

"Praise the wise man, praise the sun."

……

"Milo, come on! The parade is about to begin!"

In the simple living room, an old goblin called out to his young son, his face full of anxiety.

The old goblin's left arm is a prosthetic, and he is more than a head taller than an ordinary old goblin. At first glance, he is obviously a miracle monk who has undergone transformation.

"Dad, I can watch it here too. The latest crystal communicator can already receive the crystal screen channel."

In the room next to the living room, a Godly Goblin walked out. He walked to the side of his father, who was still slightly shorter than him even after the transformation, and sat down next to him helplessly.

The old goblin glared at him and said, "What can you see with that little crystal screen of yours? Can you see your big brother?"

As an old goblin who had been transformed by a miracle monk, he was extremely devout in his belief in the sage. Although due to his injuries, he could no longer serve the sage in the army.

But after returning to life, he still contributes to the sages in his own way.

He had four sons and two daughters. Three of his four sons joined the army, and the eldest son became a member of the Glorious Expedition.

Milo nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, let's use this big screen here to see if we can find the big brother among the 11 million heroes."

"Hey, are you looking for a fight?"

"Haha, don't do it, don't do it." Milo dodged and said sarcastically, "Dad, the priest said that violence can't solve all problems."

"But violence will get you done."

Soon, the military parade began.

The father and son also stopped fighting and returned to the crystal screen.

On the crystal screen, the sage stood in the center of the square, slowly rising into the sky. The holy light on him was bright but not dazzling. Under the shining of the holy light, figures suddenly walked out of the holy light.

These were goblin soldiers who had been reincarnated into the Kingdom of God. They looked the same as they did in life, the only difference being that they all had a golden pentagram between their brows - that was the symbol of the Order of Miracles.

The heroic soldiers lined up and marched in squares, with each square having ten thousand people.

Their steps were brisk, and although they were walking, they were as fast as ordinary people running.

The parade had to end before the sun set, and they didn't have much time.

Anyway, they can go home later, so it doesn’t matter whether they can watch the military parade or not.

But the heroes think so, but the audience in front of the crystal screen does not think so.

They stared at the crystal screen intently, and after hearing the regiment number of their relatives, they immediately began to look for them.

"Haha, I found my brother!" Milo cheered!
"Where? Where!" The old goblin widened his eyes, but couldn't find it on the screen.

"The twelfth one from the top of the third row!"

"Third row, number twelfth from the top, I found it too! I found it too!"

"Brother doesn't look much different. He's still as strong as before."

"Nonsense, that's the Kingdom of God. Can the Kingdom of God let your elder brother become thin and hungry?"

"Hahaha, that's true."

……

The same scene keeps appearing in different cities, different houses, and different families.

On this day, countless faiths poured into Richard's statue in the dimension of gods like an ocean, making the statue look shining.

(End of this chapter)