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

"It is the great prophet, the master of alchemy, Sibyl Constantine."

The sage holding the book has a solemn expression,

[Then, the abode of the Holy One will be opened. 】

The scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows distorted, like a disturbed water surface, quickly reorganized into a staircase leading to another space.

In the eyes of other students who were studying, the tutor and two other students who were somewhat unfamiliar left the library through the main entrance, although they had just arrived here not long ago.This is not too strange, there are a lot of noble children who come to gild in this school, and they often just borrow a few history, art or philosophy books from the library to make a show.

The scene in the secret room is almost the same as it was 200 years ago. It is still an eternally burning fireplace, two sofas, a coffee table, an alchemy table, and various rare animal and plant specimens.There is an endless bookcase spiraling upwards, as well as various floating furniture, oil paintings and bright candlesticks.

Dmitry Dalton was sitting on the sofa, reading something. There were several thick stacks of books piled up next to the old man, and messy drawings were spread out on the coffee table in front of him.

The magic puppet composed of multiple metal spheres bent its waist, and brought the warm refreshments within easy reach of the old man.

Shadow was having a hard time accepting everything in front of her. Recalling that she had to endure answering that shameful question, she almost lost control and turned into a pile of deep-sea fish flopping on the ground.

"Professor Dalton."

She reluctantly twitched the corners of her mouth, and rarely used a very polite tone,

"I can understand that a master alchemist like you can probably find the door smoothly, but why are you able to crack the password she set?"

Dmitry seemed to have just noticed that there were three more people in the room, and he asked with a puzzled face,

"What password?"

Shadow was speechless for a while, not knowing how to describe that extremely shameful password.Even after being dead for at least 100+ years, the narcissistic old woman is still so annoying.

Ella relieved her, adding,

"It's the protection Sibylla put on the door. Why can you enter the prophet's secret chamber without a password?"

The old alchemist suddenly raised his head and replied,

"I don't know the password. I just used the breath of the holy skeleton to convince the alchemist at the door that I am Sibyl Constantine. The master naturally does not need a password to enter his room."

"Why didn't you describe the method in your message?"

"I thought this method could be imagined by anyone."

The old man picked his nostrils and wiped it on his trouser legs.

"And you didn't ask me?"

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Dmitry was shocked when he learned of the purpose of the three.

Although it was easy to see the difference in the shadow with his eyesight, the old man looked blue now, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was not getting enough sleep.He is probably suffering from a difficult problem, and his eyesight and spiritual intuition are much weaker than usual.

"Even a magical soul can master divinity and become a great existence?"

He stared at a pair of blood-congested eyes that looked extremely fierce, stared up and down at the doll for a while, and it took half a minute before he let out a foul breath.

"Difficult, difficult... I can't say whether I can make a suitable container for you."

Shadow's expression became unsightly.

"why?."

On this issue, Dmitry changed his previous attitude and became serious and rigorous.

"It's not a question of the nature of the soul. It's not difficult to refine a human body with my means, but an ordinary body will only limit your strength. Serena Williams' body at that time used a very special material. It is almost impossible to replicate, not only the level of strength, but the material itself has a great connection with her."

"But what about you? You have never had a body before this, and you don't have any relatives in the sense of blood. It is difficult for me to find things that are closely related to you. If you only consider the strength of the material, the born body will be very difficult. It is difficult to maintain the human body structure, it will have a major impact on human nature similar to the body formed when the Son of God came, and that will not be what you need either."

"If the world is sufficient, maybe you can use the method of blocking power to give you a young body to gradually grow and adapt to your power-but what we lack most is time."

"I'll just say that the most suitable thing for you now is to improve the degree of simulation on the basis of this physical body, so that you can become more like a living person...a puppet element that is more like a living person body."

Chapter 126 The Tree at the End

"so be it."

After a moment of silence, Shadow let out a breath, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"At least you provided a feasible method. When I get through the end of the day, I only need to wait another ten or 15 years to have a body that I am satisfied with. This kind of time is the same as taking a nap for me. There is no difference."

Her tone was relaxed, as if the doomsday that was destined to come was insignificant, and the God of Destruction from the distant starry sky was just a piece of garbage that could be disposed of at will.

In fact, what Shadow said was basically correct.The only problem is... if they fail, she will never have the chance to transform into a real human again.

Dmitry glanced at her, looked away, and refocused on the complicated drawings and formulas on the table.

"Individual organs and parts, I will refer to Heroic Spirit or Ayla's original body, and increase the material and magic power as much as possible so that you can exert more considerable power."

"Well... It will take a week or two. Don't worry too much. I will start production on the second Friday of next month. At that time, I will need your cooperation to debug and record some key data."

Hyde casually sat on the single sofa not far from the old man, leaned forward and stared at the information on the desktop.

"Why did it take you so late to start?"

This action mixed a certain sense of aggression and oppression, but the old alchemist was completely unaware of it and just grabbed his poor thin hair with his hands.

Only then did Hyde try to understand the content on the manuscript paper. He was very curious about what could have tortured this world's number one alchemy master into such a state.

"Speaking of which, Professor, what are you calculating?"

He remembered that Miss Dandley, who had been called away by Dmitri a week before, returned to Kraft two days ago, passed out from exhaustion on the dining room table, and almost drowned in a bowl of pea cream soup.

Judging from various phenomena, she should have been doing something non-stop during the five days.Generally speaking, it is not difficult for a wizard to rely on drugs for five days all night. The reason why he fell into a coma due to extreme exhaustion is mostly due to the high concentration of energy during the period and the exhaustion of a lot of effort.

Ella also came over to study the content on the drawings, and aside from the numbers and formulas that she couldn't understand at all, her spiritual intuition allowed her to quickly find the oddly shaped, upward-growing tree among the messy lines. .

"Tree?"

With a crash, Dmitri crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it on the ground. The alchemy puppet made of metal balls picked up a broom and skillfully cleaned up the waste paper.

The old man threw his head back on the sofa and cursed like crazy,

"Yes, the tree, that's the damn tree! According to those data and formulas, every deduction will turn the shape into a damn tree at the end! After that, no matter how you add variables or import other things, it will only make this damn tree Higher and bigger!"

"This overturns all our previous understanding of divinity. It completely contradicts the armor theory summarized by Ulysses. Facts and eyes tell me that he is right! But these damn numbers are undoubtedly correct, No, there must be something wrong...!"

After a burst of meaningless venting, Dmitry glanced at the three of them with bloodshot eyes, and naturally shifted the blame to them.

The old man's shriveled chest heaved violently like a broken bellows, and he growled with mouth full of spittle:

"You people who have power are useless at all. What kind of school is Kraft School of Magic? Magic is to let you bombard with fireballs and lightning? Do you use this as an arms production factory?!"

"Even the Wang Li Sergeant Academy should produce a few talented scientific research talents every year, but now, apart from my bald son, the only one who can help me is little Dan Delai!"

"If I can successfully survive this doomsday, I must carry out education reforms in a general direction. By then, advanced magic mathematics will become a compulsory course in this school. Those who fail the examination will never be able to get from me for the rest of their lives." Get a diploma! I will make a series of exams and certificates that must be obtained, only in this way can you be cured"

Ella imagined that future and couldn't help shivering.

Fortunately, she still caught the key information from Dmitry's crazy words,

"You're saying this tree diagram has something to do with divinity?"

"What did you find here?"

Dmitri snorted and temporarily skipped his topic about education reform in magic schools. He pushed aside the clutter on the table and spread out a thick black sheepskin notebook.

"I originally just heard you mention that the prophet Sibylla left a secret room here to see if I could find some extinct magic materials or one or two Philosopher's Stones... To be honest, I was not right. How much expectations do we have from the ancient alchemist's notes? Technology is constantly improving, and the lost things can only be used as a reference at best."

"However, I still found something interesting here—"

He spread out one of the pages of the notes, and a description of the nature of the soul was circled with a pen, and some opinions and questions were written in the blank part.

It was undoubtedly someone else's handwriting, and... looked familiar.

Ella narrowed her eyes. The girl's memory is quite good now. At least she will not miss any details of this life. Those are all important anchor points to fix human nature.

She remembered.

Many years ago, during her first Christmas break at Kraft, she had received a letter from a top-hat courier at Uncle Henry's house.

The content of the letter is the location of the contact point and greetings from Principal Kleist...

"This is Mr. Albert Crest's handwriting! Has he been here too?"

Surprised, but after calming down, Ella quickly realized that this was not a strange thing.Kleist got everything in the secret room of the mine, and the prophet Sibilla may have mentioned another secret room of his own in one of the notebooks.

However, Kleist never seemed to mention this matter to anyone, not even Michelle Hebrew, who fled after his death, hid in this difficult-to-find place.

"This notebook records another idea that is completely different from wearing armor."

Dmitry shook his notebook,

"Its content is not of much use to you now, but it can explain many problems that have troubled us in the past, and even—let me glimpse a corner of the Albert Ott plan."

"It's just too crazy, and there are loopholes that I still can't understand, I don't know how to explain it..."

Chapter 127 The Crazy Universe

"Let me ask you, what is the essence of the method of wearing armor to become a god?"

Dmitry's voice was deep and hoarse, like an old man whispering a scary bedtime story.

"Through a series of imitations to confuse the concept of self and gods, it is divided into three stages to steal divinity to complement itself, and upgrade to the supreme existence."

Ella gave the answer without the slightest hesitation, and she almost had a deeper and more intuitive understanding of this method after completing the first stage.

"Why three stages?"

Dmitry continued to ask her,

"...Because of the Trinity, three is the most special number. A complete divinity can only be divided into three units at most, and divided into three god sons of similar domains."

This time it was Hyde who spoke, and this is also the theory they perfected through the holy remains.

"Yes, we've believed that all along."

Dmitry nodded affirmatively, but there was another meaning in his tone that made people uneasy.

"Without considering the balance and loss of human nature, a certain creature can theoretically become a god by digesting three types of divine crystals under the same rules, umbilical cords, or things you have seen before. Existences that already possess divinity This can be achieved by wearing armor."

"The gods are the supreme beings on the spiritual level. They are the embodiment of the rules of the universe, and even the makers."