Collapse, surrender to me!

There are many people doing research on synthetic animals.

But they are basically stuck in the unbreakable iron rule of being of the same race.

In other words, if a synthetic beast like the one in front of us were really created, it would basically not survive a day and would die from various rejection reactions.

But Cornello's Philosopher's Stone brought all of these together in a way that Edward could not understand.

"It seems that we can't do without weapons."

Edward stretched out his hand and slapped the ground, then grabbed upwards. With the refining reaction, a long steel stick gradually took shape, as if it had grown out of the ground.

"You don't even need an alchemy formation. You are indeed a national-level alchemist!"

Cornello was a little shocked.

But then he showed a ferocious smile.

Rose, who was standing by, looked at the usually kind bishop who had turned into a devil. He stood there for a moment, speechless.

"Tear him apart!"

Following the bishop's roaring orders.

The synthetic beast pounced like lightning.

In a flash, before Edward could react, the steel in his hand had been neatly cut into several pieces.

Even if he hadn't retreated fast enough.

There are more than just a few scratches on the chest.

"How does it feel to have claws that can cut through steel? Even a Fullmetal Alchemist would be powerless in the face of a force that can cut through steel!"

Cornello looked at Edward and almost sent it.

I felt relieved immediately.

A national-level alchemist is nothing compared to the power of the Philosopher's Stone.

"Bite him to death!"

"Roar--!"

The synthetic beast pounced forward again with great swiftness.

Edward instinctively stretched out his mechanical arm to resist.

But this time someone raised his hand faster than him.

The synthetic beast flew back at an even faster speed.

boom!

The thick stone wall was broken directly

The synthetic beast was buried by the broken stone wall.

(Violent Loli!)

Edward's throat moved, and he held back the thought that was about to come out of his mouth.

He still didn't see clearly how Grayxiu made the move.

It appeared and disappeared mysteriously and at an extremely fast speed, without making any sound of breaking through the air.

"This is a state in martial arts, called silence is better than sound."

Gray said calmly.

"If you practice hard, you may be able to reach this state."

Then he moved his feet, like a horse stepping on a flying swallow or an antelope hanging on a horn, his body was light and graceful, as if floating in the air.

Instantly he was beside the bishop.

Reach out and explore.

The Philosopher's Stone ring on Cornello's hand was taken off.

Then Grayshuse knocked the man unconscious with a backhand knife.

This set of operations is smooth and flowing, giving people a very smooth feeling.

But both Edward and Alphonse felt an indescribable weirdness.

Very strange.

Whether it's the way you say it or the way it makes them feel.

It was as if Grace suddenly became a different person.

Until, Grace spoke herself.

"I just dyed it Sister Hua's color...it's normal for you to feel weird."

"Is that so... Hua? He sounds like someone from Xin Country."

Edward didn't worry too much about this matter.

He didn't understand anything about dyeing.

Besides, his attention was now focused on the scarlet Philosopher's Stone in Grayus's palm.

"That's it, Grayshu, just throw it to me."

Edward stretched out his hand, even imagining the scene of him and his brother getting their bodies back.

However, after waiting for a long time, the expected Philosopher's Stone did not arrive.

When I looked up, I saw Grayshu's questioning gaze.

"This is... the Philosopher's Stone you mentioned?"

There was a look of disbelief in Grace's eyes.

"You plan to use this thing to retrieve your body?"

"What...what happened?" Edward was confused by Grayshuse's expression, and felt inexplicably guilty.

"There are more than a dozen wailing souls in this stone."

Grace rubbed her head.

"According to what you said before, these souls are probably the price paid for using the Philosopher's Stone to activate the 'Creation out of Nothingness' ability."

"Hey, you are kidding me...sealing the soul in the stone as a price or something. Is this a plot from a fantasy novel? As an alchemist, of course I have to believe in science."

Edward laughed a few times.

The lonely echo in the empty hall not only failed to ease the atmosphere, but instead added a bit of horror.

After a while, Edward's expression changed.

"Grace? Are you serious?"

"..."

Grace didn't say anything, but closed her eyes.

This so-called philosopher's stone.

In Grayshu's eyes, it is an "energy body" composed of human souls, and its purpose is to serve as the raw material for "equivalent exchange", or tribute.

Edward had said this before.

Prayer will not bring God's help, because in God's eyes, the act of praying is worthless.

Conversely, the human soul seems to be very valuable in the sight of truth.

It can even be used as a universal currency.

Although people always say that life is priceless.

But when life can be measured by concrete values, it is not surprising that the ring on her hand would appear.

The countless black people at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean have long proved this point. Perhaps because of this, mermaids have now become black-skinned...

just,

Now Grayshuse doesn't know how to save the souls trapped in the ring.

Because strictly speaking, they are all dead.

If you break this ring, these souls will not survive.

However, although Grayshu did not know how to rescue them, she could feel the only clear thoughts in the hearts of these crazy souls.

That is - kill me.

After all, being refined into the Philosopher's Stone while still alive, the pain was always churning in the depths of his soul. In addition, being trapped in a ring, his soul was extracted from time to time to perform alchemy, which made him feel like he would never be able to be reborn.

So in Edward's eyes.

A blood-red light that was unique to the Philosopher's Stone suddenly bloomed in Grayshu's hands.

"Graysh?!"

Edward was still shocked by the fact that the Philosopher's Stone was made from the soul of a living person.

But he discovered that Grayshu himself had used the Philosopher's Stone!

When I wanted to stop it, it was already too late.

Instead.

It was a huge obelisk that rose from the ground, pierced the dome of the church, and stood before everyone.

"This is……"

Edward was stunned.

He just thought that Grayshu had not been able to resist the temptation and wanted to use the power of the Philosopher's Stone to resurrect his mother, so he was in a hurry to stop her.

But I didn't expect to create such a thing.

It looks like a giant tombstone.

“It is indeed a tombstone.”

Grayshu was floating in the air, her white skirt fluttering.

Get out your paintbrush.

Then, he turned the brush over and used the side of the brush to scratch on the huge tombstone.

This time, it’s not about painting, but about engraving.

In Edward's sight.

One after another, unfamiliar names were carved on this tombstone by Gray.

Sixteen in total.

And when Grayshu put down the last stroke.

The ring with the Philosopher's Stone also turned into a pile of powder.

Use the last of your soul to build a tombstone for yourself.

For Grace, this was the only insignificant thing she could do now.

But if it were someone else, he might not even know the names of these sixteen people.

"Is it really fake?..."

Edward saw the shattered Philosopher's Stone and said nothing more.

Because in his understanding, the Sage's Time should be a complete substance that cannot possibly break, let alone shatter.

He walked up to the tombstone.

I couldn't help but feel shocked.

When Grayshuin carved her name, she also brought some of the pain that was carved into her soul and refined into it.