It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

After all, they are the remnants of 200 years ago. The destruction of the bubble is just to let this intercepted fragment return to the long river of time. The only people who can observe this change are those who are outside that period of time.

Following Norberd Hall 200 years ago, Ella and the old man who was gradually struggling to move came to the library of Cambridge University.

It is now one o'clock in the afternoon, and there are few students in the library.

Passing through the hall full of reliefs and the jungle made up of a large number of books and bookshelves, Nobo opened a small wooden door covered with dust. From the position and structure, it should be less than five square meters. Large utility room.

But what appeared in front of me was not such a small place.

This is an elegant living room. Going up the spiral wooden stairs, it is a library within a library that is almost the same size as the entire library.

A large number of books are arranged in some categories on the circular bookshelves layer by layer. Floating stairs, high-backed chairs, round tables and tea sets are all undulating around them.

The ancient prophet Sibylla Constantine was lying on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, uncharacteristically not reading anything, just lying with his legs crossed in a somewhat inelegant posture.

- This is where they first met.

After gaining divinity and feeling the same aura, Nobold Hall broke into this strange space with confidence and suffered a lot at the opponent's home court.

From then on, every time he wanted to find Sibylla, he would open the wooden door uninvited.

As for the ordinary students, employees, and even other wizards who sneaked into the school, they would only find a few brooms, rags, and buckets behind the wooden door.

"Have you sent them back yet?"

Without waiting for the host to entertain, Norbod found a single sofa floating in mid-air by himself.

Sibylla nodded, maintaining her original posture, only glancing at Nobod with the corner of her eyes, looking quite tired.

"They shouldn't be victims."

Nobold shook his head and added before the other person frowned:

"No one should be a victim."

"But I have no other choice... probably I will continue to bear countless sins in the future. I will not let their sacrifices be in vain, for the sake of the people left behind and for the world we love."

"What an arrogant statement."

Sibylla gave an accurate assessment.

"But how long can you live for speaking such big words? 30 years, 50 years? The power you commandeer is not without cost. I have already noticed it when I helped you stabilize your condition before."

"So you know?"

Norbold Hall didn't seem to mind this;

"I don't plan to taste the taste of death yet, so I will try to find a way to live as long as possible for several hundred years."

Sibylla just hummed.

"Have you got an idea yet?"

"Yes, those filthy bloods that travel back and forth between the land of exile and the material world seem to have quite mature life-extending technology. In fact, I tried to contact them before this departure, and the land of exile itself also A place that needs to be investigated carefully."

"I'm here to say goodbye to you this time. I plan to leave here temporarily and meet the so-called descendants of Cain."

After hearing these words, Sibilla waved his hand, and dozens of metal balls of different sizes were spliced ​​together on the ground to form a strange human form composed of many spheres.

The metal man writhed a few times on the ground, making an awkward standing posture. It rummaged through Sibilla's cabinet for storing various magic materials for a while, then packed more than a dozen materials in a tray, and knelt down on Nuo Bird put his hands in front of him.

The latter took a curious look and found that there was a book page, a few green grasses, red crystals, and a dozen other common things or things that he couldn't name at all.

"This is the Philosopher's Stone, the formula for the potion of immortality, and the complete ingredients needed for the three potions. The history of the blood is even older than mine. Their longevity is quite deformed. I don't recommend you to go there. Touch the curse they bear."

Their value cannot be measured by money at all, but Miss Prophet has a tone of giving these things directly to him.

Nobod was not polite and accepted the materials.

"It's contradictory to the paths I envision, and could be used as a contingency measure...but I wouldn't consider using them until the end."

"up to you."

Miss Prophet finally moved, but still did not leave the sofa, but changed to a more comfortable position.

Nobold, who had been watching her, suddenly laughed strangely. He organized his words as much as possible,

"You seem to have changed a lot. I remember that you used to be more...well, more serious, and pay more attention to image etiquette."

Sibylla laughed, and then replied,

"I have always been like this, but I will restrain myself in front of unfamiliar people. You will probably never see such a serious me again in the future."

Norbod was a little surprised that his identity in the eyes of the other party had changed from a collaborator to a good friend, which made him feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

Sibylla diverted from the subject of herself, and went on:

"The doomsday has been postponed, and we have more time to prepare. I also need to take a good rest to think about new ideas. If this continues, even if we have 300 years to prepare strategies, the doomsday will still be inevitable."

Norbord has also recognized this point, he saw the same thoughts as himself in the other party's eyes.

"Yes, we do need to change our thinking. It is impossible to directly banish all the sleeping ancient gods on this planet. We cannot guarantee that miracles will happen every time. When facing real gods, our The force is far from strong enough.”

As he said that, a blazing and crazy flame flashed in his eyes.

"Only the true god can deal with the true god. The awakened Yafum can postpone the end of time to 300 years later. If we also have that kind of power... I want to become stronger. There is obviously a divine dimension in the foul blood There will be at least one son of God sleeping under their tomb-like castle, and this reason alone is worth my action."

Norbord took off the glove on his left hand, exposing his left hand where the flesh was peeling off and the bones were almost visible. A few off-white light spots gradually appeared on the top of his palm.

That was the flame that belonged to Yaphum. When he commandeered the Ancient God Familia, he actually retained part of their power!

"No wonder you're so contaminated."

Sibylla's expression became astonished, and she recovered from her lazy state.

"It turns out that you want to use the characteristics of requisition to obtain multiple kinds of divine power, and solidify them into something that can be requisitioned at any time... This is a very dangerous path, no, this is simply sending you to death."

"But, this is something only I can do, isn't it?"

Nobold put his glove back on, isolating that monster left hand.

"I originally thought you could live for at least a few decades... Now it seems that you may take the initiative to be destroyed at any time."

"I hope you live longer."

Sibylah sighed, and the atmosphere seemed to become a little depressed again.

And Nobold changed the topic with a smile,

"Not to mention that, I have thought of a good way to deal with that doomsday mark, but I need your help. This is also the second thing I want to say today."

Saying so, he took out a black metal box from his pocket.The rusty sphere was still sealed in a layer of off-white crystals, and its aura became much more stable than before.

"You'd better not bring the doomsday mark into my home. Even if it has weakened a lot, if it is left for a long time, it may awaken some of the ancient items I collected."

Sibylla complained, then immediately set up defenses in the area of ​​the room that contained odd sculptures and plant and animal specimens.

"Tell me what you want me to do."

Norbird closed his eyes.

"I wanted to give it a human shell."

-

After Norboard finished speaking, Sibyl fell into a long period of sluggishness. She looked up and down the male wizard in front of her, suspecting that he might have completely lost control and turned into a humanoid monster.

After a long time, she finally determined from the other party's expression that this was not just a crazy remark.

"...Why do you have such thoughts."

Nobold Hall was silent for a few seconds,

"What happened with Gracie gave me new inspiration...I've been thinking about it a lot in the last few days."

"Compared to gods, ordinary people are undoubtedly tiny beings. Our strength and wisdom are nothing compared to the true superiors. It only takes one earthquake or one tsunami to destroy such a fragile life. .”

"So, how can such a weak person face the end of the world caused by God? Do they have to pray to them and ask for mercy?"

Nobold sneered, the fate of the Hiberriers could not be more clear.Unless he or Sibyl Constantine becomes a real god!

"Compared to them, everything about us is at an absolute disadvantage, but Gracie Williams, an ordinary person, once briefly defeated Yafum, who is a superior."

"why?"

"It's human nature—it's something that human beings have but God doesn't have. A man's obsession has caused miracles we can't imagine. Human beings are small, but they are not humble. Human nature makes human beings noble, allowing him to stand on the throne of God. Even before you lift up your noble head."

"It's a pretty potent weapon."

"When the superiors expand the soil of the Kingdom of God and use humanity as firewood, they will also be affected by the latter at the same time. This connection is two-way."

This illusory power is still unable to convince Sibylla, but the miracle that happened in the ruins of Sybriel caused her heart to fluctuate. The shy young man did it, even she and Norbord could not do it thing.

"...what exactly do you want to do?"

"I want to create a human body for the imprint of doom, and seal its essence in the deep subconscious space of the newborn. She will grow up like a real human being, accumulate humanity, and become the last in this world when necessary. Hand 1"

This crazy idea made Sibylla subconsciously want to deny it.

"The matter of Gracie is just a coincidence. Yafum, who barely woke up, is in the weakest state, but that god is different!"

"So, this is just an attempt, an insurance measure...just to increase even one ten millionth of hope for the future."

Chapter 1 and Chapter One

Facing Sibilla's hesitation, Nobold said frankly:

"You are the wizard with the highest attainment in alchemy that I have ever seen. Apart from you, I really can't imagine anyone who is more suitable to complete this plan."

After thinking for a moment, Miss Prophet let the imprint of doom wrapped in the gray crystal float in front of her.

"Similar to magical souls, we need to select specific materials as the essence of this newborn individual—its deepest essence is undoubtedly the imprint of doom, but what is created entirely from this will only be some kind of monster similar to the Son of God, you absolutely Wouldn't want to get one of those as a last line of defense."

Nobold Hall heaved a sigh of relief, and the tone of the other party clearly agreed to the request.

"You mean to say that it is necessary to forge a shallow part as its protective film and seal the imprint of doom in the deepest layer? Will this reduce the restriction of human nature on the imprint of doom?"

Sibylla shook her head and explained,

"No, the imprint of doom is only a part of his aura and herald after all. Your ultimate goal is to use it as a medium to target the master of the aura. The awakening and integration of deep consciousness is a matter of time."

Nobold thought for a while, then took off his left glove and separated out a fire essence that he had commandeered and solidified, and then took out another wooden box from his pocket with his right hand.

"The essence of fire and the elderflower, do they have any special meaning?"