"What a great show..."
At the edge of the Ionian Sea, in the center of Navarin Island.
Black smoke billowed, and heat waves rose.
Under the crater in the center of the island, hot magma rolled in the belly of the mountain,
and the lava that should have been deposited kept pouring in from the center of the earth. The salt traces left by the sea water flowed up along the mountain road, taking away the vegetation along the way.
Only a few sporadic ones still maintained their original appearance, but all these traces stopped near the crater.
Under the influence of Poseidon's out-of-control law, the island that was once submerged in the sea attracted huge waves hundreds of meters high.
The violent waves washed away all the creatures on the island, and the backflow of seawater should have further triggered a violent volcanic eruption, which in turn shrouded the surrounding hundreds of miles of sea in black clouds, and even caused the entire island to sink under the sea.
But it is a coincidence that as a vassal of the Sea King, the former capital of the Kingdom of Pylos, although Poseidon has long been gone, the shadow he left behind has never disappeared.
One of the main gods of Olympus, the craftsman god Hephaestus, who once lived on the island of Lemnos, blessed this island.
After the Lord of the Volcano came here, his authority made it never suffer from lava.
So Navarin Island was preserved, even if the magma did not reach the top of the mountain at one time-although the country built on it could not escape overthrow, the island itself survived tenaciously.
So in order to wait for the arrival of the goddess of fate, Ryan simply stayed on the sea.
After all, the other party should be here soon.
The elder wand reflected Ryan's whereabouts, but this kind of peeping also made him feel it in advance.
What surprised Ryan was that he not only waited for the second sister of the three goddesses of fate, Lachesis, who measured the length with a stone ruler with life engravings, but also waited for another guest.
The caster who created alchemy, the great wizard Hermes.
What surprised him even more was that this time he didn't wait for him to take action at all. When Lachesis walked out of the cloud chariot, the other party actually took the initiative.
"...It's useless for you to do this, Mr. Hermes."
"With the power of your creation, it is impossible to imprison the agent of fate."
The voice was calm, and there was no rush to do anything.
Quietly watching Hermes' every move, Ryan did not attack them in order to control the three goddesses of fate.
As long as they can lose the opportunity to intervene in the material world before the change of the era, their goal will be achieved.
So when he noticed Hermes's brazen move, Ryan not only did not stop him, but even hoped that he could succeed directly.
At the beginning, the great alchemist did not disappoint him.
Whether it was the fate trajectory that was vaguely closely connected with Lachesis, or the door that seemed damaged but contained infinite mysteries, it made Ryan's eyes light up.
Especially the latter, except for those things he had found in the ruins of the Nine Realms, this was the first time he had seen an alchemical creation that touched the realm of the gods.
If his creation was complete, then Hermes might really have the opportunity to imprison the goddess of fate here.
Even though this broken door was full of gaps, it just couldn't hold Lachesis.
If it was another true god with weaker power, the result would be very different.
So Ryan quietly put away two leaves of Yggdrasil that he had prepared in advance, and decided to change the way to solve the problem.
The goddess of fate is very important, but whether she falls into his hands or not is not so important.
Especially compared with the alchemy results shown by Hermes, the value of Lachesis has dropped more than a little again.
Therefore, Ryan boiled a pot of tea in front of him.
Looking at the great alchemist who was in a stalemate in the sky, he spoke to remind him.
On the side of the cloud car, Hermes obviously heard his voice.
Swish-
the figure flashed and fell from the sky.
A long robe embroidered with gold thread covered his body, and the sleeves swayed.
In a moment, when his feet stepped on the ground, the young Hermes had sorted out his emotions.
The serious expression had long been gone, and he walked slowly forward with a friendly smile on the face of the great alchemist.
Holding the Starlight Gate in his right hand, Hermes greeted him warmly as if he had just noticed Ryan's presence.
"Just now I was wondering who was calling me... I didn't expect that I could meet His Majesty's friend here.
"Sir, I think you must have heard of me. After all, I am still a little famous in Athens."
"But today is our first formal meeting, so I should introduce myself - Hermes, the spellcaster who signed a contract with the Athenian royal family, and of course, the world's first true alchemist."
"As you can see, Ivan, Andrea's advisor, is an ordinary clergyman."
With a smile, Ryan also introduced himself.
"Hahahahaha... Now we are officially acquainted with each other."
"In that case, I won't be polite."
Laughing and blinking. Not at all shy, Hermes said happily:
"As you reminded, Mr. Ivan, I am indeed in a little trouble now - if you can provide me with a little help, I will be very grateful for it."
"Of course no problem. "
Not surprised by Hermes's familiarity, Ryan said with a smile:
"But Mr. Hermes, before that, we have to confirm a problem first."
"What problem?"
"That is... how far can you go with this guest from Mount Nisa?"
...
There was no direct question, but in fact, both of them knew it tacitly.
From Ryan's point of view, the reason why Hermes appeared here with Lachesis was probably that they were the helpers found by the other party.
It was just for some considerations that the great alchemist finally gave up this behavior and took the initiative.
From Hermes' point of view, the reason why he followed here and took action was precisely because Lachesis's 'enemy' was also here. The
enemy of my enemy is my friend. Once there is any mistake, there is a way to remedy it.
This is indeed the case. When the Starlight Gate failed to block the Poison of Destiny, Hermes happened to be reminded.
He just knew why he came, and the other party probably knew it too. Moreover, he knew that the other party knew it, and the other party also knew that he knew that he knew it.
In this case, Hermes knew very well that it was time for him to give a thorough attitude.
This is the helplessness of insufficient strength. Obviously, he did nothing, but had to choose between the Goddess of Destiny and the Primordial God... But since he was destined to choose, Hermes would naturally choose a more reliable one.
"...So the best thing to bind destiny is destiny itself, and the most appropriate chain to imprison her is her power itself..."
"Mr. Ivan, of course I know this, but if I could get her power, I wouldn't have to worry about it a long time ago." He decisively expressed his irreconcilable hatred with the goddess of fate. In fact, although Hermes and Lachesis did not have a real deep hatred.
But as a "traverser" in the virtual world, he did not expect to get along harmoniously with the goddess of fate.
What's more, the other party's performance was so confusing, so out of caution, if the problem could not be solved, the person who created the problem could only be solved now.
But in the face of Ryan's suggestion, Hermes was just a little disappointed.
If it was just these, it was just something he had known for a long time.
"Are you sure?"
"I think you can think about it again. There must be something closely related to her in you."
Ryan said affirmatively after taking a sip of tea.
Frowning slightly, Hermes was silent for a moment.
If there is such a thing, it is indeed there, but it is not a weapon and does not have the ability to bind.
Before, in order to weaken Lachesis's power as much as possible, in the tower, Hermes had tried to borrow the stone ruler that the goddess turned into a cane.
However, unexpectedly, Lachesis hesitated for a moment and actually lent it to him.
It was so casual and thoughtless that Hermes even suspected it was a fake.
But later, the indestructible nature of the artifact itself proved its authenticity, and the great alchemist had to accept this result.
However, apart from the other party's amazing behavior, the existence of this artifact itself was useless to Hermes.
After all, the stone ruler to measure fate was not the scissors that Atropos used to cut fate. The fate it symbolized was some manifestation of Him in the time and space.
Even if he got the permission of the master, Hermes could at most use it to measure the length of life time, the breadth of life space, and peek into the past and the future, but he could not use it to harm any living being.
Moreover, although Lachesis gave this artifact to Hermes, her subjective will did not give him the qualification to use the artifact.
"If there is one, it can only be this."
Taking out the stone ruler and placing it in front of him, Hermes pushed forward.
Seeing this famous artifact, Ryan nodded slightly.
Yes, it is this.
Although he didn't know how Lachesis could let her companion artifact leave her side, it was the fact.
It doesn't need to pay too much, just a little bit of clever means.
It can become another form in Hermes' hands, and take this opportunity to see what the portal made of starlight is.
"It is it, the medium connecting the two of you."
"Although I don't know why you can have a connection with it, it does exist."
"As for its function..."
Ryan turned his eyes and looked at the crumbling portal.
Black water flowed down, but turned into mist before falling, and entangled in the starlight again.
If someone dares to touch it, the cancer of fate will entangle him like a thorn in the bone.
And if no one touches it, it will always be there, never ending.
Of course, Ryan can withstand this level of "toxins". This is the consequence he brought, and he naturally has the ability to bear it.
"Carrying the incomplete "door"..."
Without having to explain it in too much detail, Hermes understood what Ryan meant.
His "door" is still false. Before there is a real "practice of falsehood into truth", it exists in the world in the form of a concept.
Without a substantial existence as support, it cannot be separated from Hermes to maintain its own existence.
But if it is given a support, a real substance as a cornerstone, then it may continue to exist.
Of course, what exists in that way is not the "Door of Truth".
It may be a sword, a piece of paper, an Ouroboros, or a cloud.
What it will become depends on the concept of the one who supports its continuation.
And the concept that originally belonged to it will be diluted in this process.
"..."
Thinking silently, this approach has advantages and disadvantages.
Because others may not understand, but as the founder of the "Door of Truth", Hermes himself knows that concepts cannot be divided casually.
Even though he created a broken portal temporarily and without much effort, it does not mean that he can create a second or third one.
On the contrary, only when the first one collapses due to being unable to sustain itself can he create a second identical creation in the same way.
The concept of "uniqueness" is useless if it is simply copied.
Once it is used, there will be no next one.
If he wants to "make the false true" and materialize the Gate of Truth from nothingness to reality, he must ensure its conceptual integrity and not destroy its integrity at will.
In this case, once this broken creation is used to create other things, even if he has the ability to take the last step in the future, he must mold this thing into the Gate of Truth.
That is why Hermes hesitated.
Is it necessary? He didn't know.
But Hermes guessed that this priest marked by Lachesis definitely had other ways to suppress the goddess of fate, just like he imprisoned Atropos.
The other party is an enemy, and even if he is not there, he cannot be without a way to deal with it. So how to deal with this matter finally fell on me.
Maybe I should refuse... It's just the power of fate. Now that I'm already contaminated, can I really bear to give it up...
"... I can't shake it, let alone use it to carry my creation."
"Its real owner is not me, and Lachesis didn't hand it over to me in the name of a 'divine artifact.'"
Shaking his head slightly, the great alchemist raised the question.
However, from his words, it's hard to tell what his inclination is.
Looking at Hermes, whose tone was wavering, Ryan just stretched out his hand in front of him.
"Its okay, I have a way."
The next moment, a leaf as delicate as emerald appeared there, emitting wisdom and vitality in all directions.
"What is this?"
The crystal-clear leaves were exposed to the sun, emitting bursts of emerald green light.
Hermes felt a surge of active vitality in his heart just by being illuminated by this light.
Leaves of the golden apple tree? Impossible.
Although Hermes had not seen the golden apple in this real world, he had seen the sacred tree of the Earth Mother more than once in the original virtual interface.
It is the ancestor of all plants in Chaos, and its power is indeed extraordinary, but the vitality of the golden apple tree is far less than that of the one in front of him.
This is not just a difference in quantity, but also an essential difference.
"This is the Leaf of Nordrassil, Mr. Hermes. You certainly haven't seen it, because it doesn't belong to the human world."
"The great Midgard Serpent planted the sacred tree that runs through the Nine Hells in the soil full of sin. It purified the chaotic and filthy blood, and finally blossomed a flower full of wisdom."
"And it, the leaf of the sacred tree, carries the power of my Lord."
"With its assistance, even the artifact of the goddess of fate is not so indestructible."
He smiled the moment before, and his expression became pious and enthusiastic the next second.
Except for some minor changes to the origin of the leaf, Ryan behaved like a true believer.
Of course, strictly speaking, he didn't lie. After all, the sacred tree Nordrassil was indeed derived from the power of Yggdrasil. From the perspective of plants, there is nothing wrong with saying that they are the same thing.
And at this moment, this leaf carries a magic flame of the Midgard Serpent that is enough to destroy everything.
The power of the flame comes from the broken Muspelheim, and the carrier is a wisp of the eternal flame in Odin's treasure house.
As a relic of the old world, it survives in the new world, and naturally contains a little concept of destruction and rebirth.
The Atrium Serpent finally integrated them together with its own power, and finally gave it the power to burn the sky.
Although Hermes did not know its origins, when Ryan gently urged the leaves, a trace of breath spread out from it.
It was obvious that the Starlight Gate, which was originally difficult to maintain, shook violently, and even the dripping black water slowed down by three points.
"..."
"...Mr. Ivan, please allow me to pay the highest respect to the great Atrium Serpent... But forgive me, as a spellcaster, I have no intention of offering faith to that god..."
Hermes' heart was almost unable to maintain the expression on his face, and he couldn't help but set off a storm.
He actually knew a little about the existence of the Atrium Serpent.
For hundreds of years, the great alchemist had encountered some lives that called themselves demons, and out of curiosity and exploration, he had communicated with them cautiously.
These are born extraordinary lives, with darkness and sin flowing in their blood.
What shocked Hermes the most at that time was that these demons claimed that they came from a world called Hell, which was not the same as Chaos's world.
There, there were two beings as powerful as the gods of the present world. The great alchemist had also questioned it, but the turmoil in the underworld more than a decade ago undoubtedly confirmed what those demons said.
However, unlike others, Hermes had a different view on that battle.
Perhaps because he had traveled through the virtual and real worlds, he also had a lot of his own experience in the operation of the interface force.
Zeus fell into a disadvantage in the collision at that time, but this does not necessarily mean that there is really any gap in the strength of the two sides.
If it were under the cover of the power of the present world, perhaps the victory or defeat of the two sides would be reversed... But at this moment, looking at the leaves in front of him, Hermes instantly overturned his past suspicions.
If this is a divine artifact, it can't prove anything.
But a leaf full of the breath of life must have its source from a sacred tree of the same strength.
Feeling the vast and profound power, Hermes' back was covered with cold sweat.
It's not that he had never seen great divine power before.
But this was the first time he had seen a divine tree of great divine power.
And the fact that a divine tree of this level was still unknown was beyond Hermes' imagination.
At this moment, he felt that he had come to the wrong place.
"Ahem... Mr. Ivan."
"I suddenly remembered that I still have a way to solve my little trouble."
Taking a step back slowly, Hermes explained carefully.
He wanted to solve the trouble brought to him by the goddess of fate, but this definitely did not include putting himself in a bigger trouble.
Feeling like retreating, the great alchemist tried to leave.
However, at the moment he retreated, the emerald leaf also took a step forward, still floating steadily in front of Hermes.
"It's okay, Mr. Hermes."
"The great Atrium Serpent is the lord of hell. Although he has thousands of believers and countless lives worshipping his existence, it cares more about a person's ability than his faith."
"In fact, even if you can't recite a prayer, as long as you can perfectly execute the will of our Lord, you are a saint favored by its will."
The smile remained, as if he didn't notice Hermes' retreat.
Ryan spread his hands and faced this talented alchemist enthusiastically.
It has to be said that the evaluation of later generations is still very credible in many cases.
And the legend about Hermes is no less than that of Zeus.
"Mr. Hermes, don't refuse."
"Maybe you have a good solution, but since you have the help of my Lord, why bother?"
"In fact, the great Atrium Serpent has long been concerned about your outstanding talent."
"Now that you come to me in person, isn't this a kind of fate?"
"..."
Fate's involvement?
What a nonsense involvement!
You are suppressing a goddess of fate in your hand. You suppressed a goddess of fate in the past, and who knows if the third one will fall into your hands in the future.
Now you are talking to me about the connection of fate. What a joke from the Age of Gods.
However, although he thought this reason was ridiculous, at this moment, Hermes could not say no.
As a believer in God, even though the guy in front of him claimed that the Serpent of the Courtyard didn't care about faith, Hermes didn't dare to really believe it.
In any case, the other party couldn't use the gods he believed in to make a lie.
In this way, Ryan said that he had been noticed by the ancient serpent of the Courtyard for a long time, and that was probably what really happened.
Damn... How could a great power, a great power that was not even in the human world, pay attention to him, a small spellcaster who lived in Athens... Hermes couldn't figure it out, but he had to accept the fact.
Because right in front of him, the brilliant divine leaf exuded a dazzling brilliance.
The aura it released became clearer and clearer.
This was an invitation, but also a threat.
If Hermes accepted it, then it would be a gift from the Lord of Hell.
But if he didn't accept it, then it might be a punishment to destroy him.
No one can refuse the personal favor of the great one, even the most capable mortals.
This was the case with Pandora in front of Gaia, and the same was true for Hermes at this moment.
"...If this is the case, then it couldn't be better."
"Thank you, the great Lord of Hell, for valuing me. I will never let him down for his help in the future."
Taking a deep breath, with a forced smile, Hermes took the [Leaf of Yggdrasil].
Now that things have come to this, regret is useless.
Perhaps from the day I came here from the virtual world, I was destined to face these troubles.
The goddess of fate, the king of gods Zeus, or some other existence.
There was also the God of Destruction who destroyed the illusory world and showed him a corner of alchemy...
Holding the God Leaf and looking at the figure in front of him, Hermes resisted the urge to punch him.
He was still too weak. If the [Gate of Truth] had been born in the world, he would never be so passive.
So since we must accept the "good intentions" of others, we must try our best to restore the power of the gods as soon as possible.
Even if it is still insignificant in front of the great, there will be room for maneuvering.
"Mr. Ivan, I still have some questions about the use of this God Leaf."
Hermes quickly recovered his mentality and asked immediately.
Since he has the assistance of the great divine power, he must forge a rare creation in the world.
It will be a monument in the field of alchemy and an indispensable part of his future [Gate of Truth].
And speaking of which... Didn't you say that the Atrium Serpent only values ability? Very good.
If you don't want me to leave today, then I hope that when I become a god, you will be a god.
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Bake——
The center of the island, the mouth of the nameless volcano.
Floating in the air, watching the endless fire gradually rising in the lava, Hermes took out the materials he had prepared in advance one by one.
Lachesis's artifact, the stone ruler to measure fate.
The prototype of the Gate of Truth, and the goddess of fate locked and sealed in it.
The leaf of [Yuktrasil], which contains powerful vitality and the light of wisdom, is not inferior to the source of life.
And a memory from his past extracted by Hermes.
Perhaps because he is the only life in the virtual world that survived, Hermes has long discovered that his memory also contains special power.
It is as if the world that has been destroyed long ago still exists in him and continues in some way.
Hermes has some guesses about this.
In his power, for the real world, matter, energy, information and everything can be transformed into each other.
His memory seems to be just a past, but perhaps it carries the power of "Him" after his death.
But the illusory world is illusory after all, and His transformation is extremely limited, so the "legacy" He inherited is probably not much.
Just like the sea and the steam rising above it, the difference between the two is as big as the sea.
Shaking his head slightly, no matter what the truth is, Hermes no longer thinks about it.
The Starlight Gate is now riddled with holes. If there is no magic fire rising from the crater, it would have been broken into four pieces long ago.
Now is the most appropriate time.
With a finger, the artifact, which still looks like a cane, fell into the deep crater.
The flames licked its body, and it was almost visible to the naked eye that the artifact began to restore its original appearance.
The scratches of time, the ancient symbols, and the faint light on the dark gray ruler.
It seemed to realize the danger it was in at the moment, and instinctively tried to get away from here.
However, in front of the blazing magic fire, everything was in vain.
The indestructible shell began to soften, and black mist evaporated from the gray stone body.
The backlash carried along with the master gradually left the artifact and floated towards the door of the Starlight Gate.
The milky white liquid kept rolling on the ruler. The true origin of the artifact could not be crushed.
Fortunately, Hermes had no intention of crushing it. He just wanted to turn it into the cornerstone of his own creation.
The spirit was concentrated in one place, and the great alchemist felt that his condition today was better than ever before.
The changes in the nature of things fluctuated in his mind, and inspiration was bursting every moment.
Until the moment when the sun was about to fall to the end of the west and the bright moon was about to rise, Hermes' spiritual hand began to dance.
The sun and the moon met, upside down.
He would create an unprecedented spectacle.
...
In the center of Navarin Island, seven days and seven nights passed quickly.
The runes arranged casually obscured the surroundings, making it difficult for nearby mortals to detect the movements they made.
Directly above the crater, the originally scattered materials had long disappeared.
What remained there was only a huge black furnace.
With a high concentration of spirit, seven days passed in a flash.
Above the Navarin Island volcano, this special casting was approaching the final step.
Under the wide mountain pass, the original scorching heat faded at some point.
Even the boiling magma has solidified, leaving only a large area of black rock with interwoven patterns.
In the past few days, in order to supply energy to the Hellfire, Hermes' will went deep into the earth veins, causing the energy of the entire volcano to be constantly extracted artificially.
This volcano blessed by the God of Craftsman does contain a lot of fire energy, which provides assistance for the entire forging.
However, the energy required for the smelting of the artifact is too huge. After this incident, even if the forging is over, I am afraid it will be silent from now on, and there is no possibility of eruption for thousands of years.
In the air, the spirit is concentrated in one place.
Looking at the floating void furnace, Hermes' tired expression can hardly hide his excitement.
The furnace is not a physical entity, but a creation evolved from the hellfire.
Inside it was the result of Hermes' hard work.
"Is this forging?"
"No, it's not forging at all."
"This is just fusion, blending, and extraction. It's not a qualitative change, let alone an exchange or sublimation."
"The only reason I can succeed today is that the materials used to make it are so unique... Of course, that's why it's so successful beyond my imagination."
The power of the magic fire was coming to an end, and the flames from the Lord of Hell began to gradually die out.
If there were no external forces, this divine fire could have lasted for thousands of years, but under Hermes' high-intensity use, it had been consumed in the collision with the mutually repelling parts of those materials.
However, sensing the situation of the furnace, Hermes' face did not show any worry, because he did it on purpose.
As the founder of Chaos' alchemical system, he couldn't have been unaware of how long the hell magic fire could be used.
But for this last step, Hermes didn't want to use the power of others to complete it.
The alchemical creations he forged with his own hands could only belong to him.
Hiss—
silently, a cluster of transparent flames suddenly burned in the void in front of Hermes.
There was no audible sound, and the so-called burning sound was just a mental illusion.
His face turned pale in an instant, but the spirit of the great alchemist became more and more excited.
This is the fire of the soul, the flame ignited by burning his own spirit.
As a former god in the virtual world, Hermes' own spirit happened to be the only part of him that was "close to God" at the moment.
Under his control, the illusory spiritual fire dissipated in an instant, and then wrapped around the outer wall of the furnace.
Gradually, the furnace body composed of magic fire faded a little bit, and was replaced by invisible flames.
Through the space distorted by high temperature, Hermes could vaguely see the situation inside.
The silver-white liquid gathered in a ball in the air, rolling like blood.
Threads of black matter were wrapped in it, and it kept rushing left and right, but no matter how it struggled, it could not break free.
His eyes were sharp, and the pain of his spirit being ignited reminded Hermes all the time. Seeing this scene, the great alchemist raised his hand and cut his wrist.
The bright red blood flowed into the flames, and the spirits and flesh from the real and illusory worlds burned together.
Faintly, in the intertwined flames, Hermes seemed to see a human face.
Lachesis seemed to be questioning him, why did he betray her kindness to him, but instead raised the butcher knife in his hand to the goddess.
"... Fighting against fate... Does this require a reason?"
"I don't think so."
He asked back lightly, and then gave the result.
Taking a step forward, Hermes looked at the illusory face.
He didn't know whether it was real or an illusion, but for him, the answers to the two were the same.
"For you, there is no need for a reason to clear the unstable fate."
"So for me, the same is true."
In this world, many things do not need reasons, only whether they are necessary or not.
So under Hermes' firm will, the fire of the spirit suddenly rose.
In an instant, it seemed that many things in the dark turned into fuel for the flames at this moment.
There was Lachesis's deception of Paris, Hermes's understanding of fate and law in the illusory world, and some other things that were hard to explain.
The flames rose and rushed straight to the great alchemist's cheek, and then gently licked the master's temples.
In the light of the fire, Hermes looked warm and cold.
I don't know how long it took, at a certain moment, he stretched out his hand.
Buzz——
"Hmm?"
A buzzing sound came from the depths of all things. Standing next to the volcano, Ryan's original inquiring eyes could not help but change.
The next moment, from the void of nothingness around, chains suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The laws of the world are echoing this creation-no, He is echoing the birth of this artifact.
Although it trapped the goddess of fate, it seems that its existence itself represents something, which in turn caused the cheers of the laws.
The spirit was faintly touched, and looking at everything happening in front of him, an inexplicable intuition came to his heart.
This artifact that has not yet been born seems to be offending the authority of the spirit world - to be more precise, it offends the authority that the spirit world has obtained from Chaos.
The corresponding power is trembling slightly, as if responding to the birth of this artifact.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.
At this moment, Ryan's fingers have even reached into the side of his robe and touched the leaves of another sacred tree.
As long as he wants, he can destroy the prototype of this artifact in the cradle and bring it back to the goddess of fate in another way.
But after a moment, Ryan finally gave up this plan.
As a two-part human nature, he cannot accurately grasp the changes in the spirit world at this moment.
Or even this remaining induction is not a good thing in essence. Because this proves that his split human nature is not as perfect as imagined - of course, Ryan knew this a long time ago.
Anyway, after the initial shock, Ryan regained his composure.
He was overthinking. Just relying on a divine weapon was far from enough to shake the foundation of the spirit world, let alone taking the food that had already been digested from Him. Even the most special authority needs equal support... Moreover, it does not give me the feeling of danger and fear, but rather a sense of intimacy.
Judging from various signs, this artifact may have some special function, but it is probably not what I think.
Moreover, it is a creation made of materials provided by me... No matter what, it can never threaten me.
Tsk -
turning his back to Ryan, he did not know that he had just walked on the edge of danger.
At this moment, the casting of the artifact has reached the most critical part.
The sudden resonance of the world's laws certainly startled Hermes, but after discovering that his refining was not disturbed, the great alchemist calmed down again.
The change was unexpected, but it was clearly a good thing.
This is not only conducive to the casting of the current artifact, but also adds help to the formation of the future [Gate of Truth].
So he just silently recorded the information brought by the resonance of the surrounding laws in his memory, and Hermes took a breath.
The next moment, he held the liquid in front of him in the air.
Invisible force acted on the rough artifact in an instant, and the strong recoil force rebounded along a mysterious trajectory.
However, facing this scene, Hermes did not hesitate to start the second and third times.
Three empty grips, three recoils, under the violent shock, the great alchemist's arm cracked like porcelain.
At the same time, the rolling liquid finally stabilized there, it formed a special shape, and then began to solidify little by little.
Silver-white is the main body, and black and blood-colored lines are intertwined on it.
A strong breath of life is released from it, and as its forger, Hermes's originally broken arm has almost recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Obviously, no matter what other abilities it has, at least the vigorous vitality from the alien world tree has been successfully inherited by this artifact.
It may be far inferior to the artifact that truly controls the power of [Life], but it is enough to compete with the golden cup of the goddess of youth.
As the artifact gradually cooled, the new order and law gradually emerged before people.
Looking at his final result, Hermes was filled with joy.
It should not be an independent artifact - if the Gate of Truth is materialized in the future, Hermes has no doubt that it can do this.
But even with many powerful materials, Hermes does not think that he can create a real artifact now.
As the basis for carrying its illusory door, Lachesis's stone ruler is another artifact with separate powers, and even if it is changed by the power of the great divine power, the great alchemist cannot erase its essence.
Moreover, to achieve a true artifact, it must require a unique divine power, and obviously, Hermes himself does not have this ability.
It's just that everything is impossible with the inexplicable resonance of the world's laws. The origin of the artifact that was originally unchanged under the hellfire no longer persists.
Like spring breeze and rain, it separates at the touch.
Even in this strange resonance, Hermes found that the memory he mixed in also underwent some special changes.
It is intertwined with many other materials to form a new order.
Just like the world at the beginning of creation did not have the law of fire, it seemed that he had unintentionally added a new puzzle to the world.
It has no name, because it is a newly born thing.
But if it must be given a name, Hermes thinks that [virtual reality] is more suitable to describe it.
In comparison, adding wisdom and shaping life are just additional functions.
Even if the leaves of [Yggdrasil] did not originally come from the Nine Realms, and the mother tree had already explained [life] from another perspective, this new artifact might not be able to inherit these abilities.
"It seems to be successful?"
Immersed in joy, Ryan's voice came from behind, interrupting Hermes's fantasy.
The smile froze for a moment, and the great alchemist remembered that there was still a big problem around him that had not been solved.
"Yes, Mr. Ivan."
"Thanks to the great Lord of Hell, I was able to complete this masterpiece."
"As you can see, I succeeded."
"Very good, with the help of my Lord, your success is inevitable, Mr. Hermes."
"But since you have succeeded... then what is its use?"
He asked directly, because he had watched the entire refining process of Hermes, and Ryan could have guessed the use of this alchemical wonder.
It may be able to give life, and drinking water soaked with it can make people immortal.
It may be able to give people wisdom, and using it to enlighten oneself can solve the mysteries that were originally incomprehensible.
Or it can be used as a tool to predict fate and spy on the situation in the past and future.
It is also possible to use it as a medium to turn it into a poison that curses living beings.
But no matter what it is, it is just a mortal creation that cannot touch the realm of authority.
And from the various abilities that it may have, it seems to be very similar to the "Philosopher's Stone" in later legends.
In those rumors, the Philosopher's Stone is also the Stone of Life, the Stone of Soul, the Alchemical Scale, and the Universal Elixir. It can be used as an equivalent medium to convert into all creations in the world, whether such things exist in reality or only exist in false imagination.
However, this description is obviously beyond the realm of the mortal world, so Ryan did not have any hope for it at first.
Legends always contain exaggerations and falsehoods, and similar things have been seen a lot.
However, with the accidental occurrence during the refining process, everything became confusing again.
A real artifact must represent its unique power.
But in the current state, Ryan cannot see the details of this new artifact.
Only its caster can accurately experience its power.
"It's just an ordinary artifact, which is nothing in front of the great Lord of Hell."
"As for its ability..."
Hermes paused and continued:
"I don't know why it has such a change."
"But its real use is probably to turn those false lives into real existences."
The memories that he added and the various divine materials mixed together eventually produced this unique weirdness.
Combining his spirit with the gradually cooling artifact, Hermes vaguely felt that he might be able to summon some very special beings.
The artifact was born, gradually cooling down from the high temperature.
The lines seemed to be natural and spread up and down, and the white stone body was round and shiny.
He raised his hand to take down the suspended artifact, and a sense of closeness of flesh and blood rose in Hermes' heart.
This is a strange object made of his memory and blood, and it is naturally closely connected to him.
There is no need to explore and learn. The moment he touched it, Hermes knew the true use of this artifact.
After hesitating for a moment and looking at Ryan who was waiting for the result, the great alchemist gently pinched the white stone and urged its power.
The artifact rang and emitted a halo.
The next moment, it seemed that someone was singing a ballad in the void.
The ancient tune floated in the air, telling the dignity and extraordinaryness of fate.
The gorgeous words praised the splendor of Mount Nisa and sang the respect of the past and the future.
In the hazy halo, a figure gradually turned from virtual to real and came in front of the two.
Between his gestures, the lofty temperament of the figure was clearly visible.
However, when her face became clear, Ryan couldn't help but look strange.
"Laxus?"
After reading this name and looking at the figure in front of him, Ryan was surprised to find that this figure was exactly the same as the goddess of fate before.
No matter the appearance or the breath, there was no flaw.
The only difference was probably the invisible temperament she exuded.
Because of the backlash of fate, the three goddesses of fate in Chaos now have no original trajectory and are as mysterious and powerful as the gods of fate in other worlds.
They are like a paperhanger, repairing a house that is about to be damaged, but the one in front of them is different.
If it weren't for the lack of color in the eyes of the goddess in front of them, and her pupils were loose and lifeless. I'm afraid that no matter who comes, they will think that the one in front of them is the real goddess of fate, Laxus.
"What's going on?"
Ryan asked.
Hermes did not answer immediately, he just stroked the white stone in his palm again.
歘——The
void shook, and the original Laxus disappeared.
The dim white light shone here again, and another Hermes appeared in his place.
His elegant clothes were perfect and he wore a pair of shoes with small wings on his feet.
In his left hand, he held an ancient lyre with a sun symbol engraved on it.
In his right hand, he held a silver scale with gold coins and books on both sides.
He looked more mature and dressed very differently, but unlike Lachesis before, there was no strong sense of separation between this Hermes and the one holding the artifact.
They looked like the same person, but with some differences in appearance.
"As you can see, this is the function of this artifact."
"It can blur the real and the unreal, and replicate the existence in the holder's memory into reality as it is."
"In theory, it can not only replicate the form, but also replicate the emotions, strength, and power, and even make it seem like this person was created out of thin air."
"But in fact, this is just another kind of fraud - fake is fake, this is not a void creation, it just turns a memory into reality."
"Whether dead or alive, it can awaken them - those who don't understand may think that this is the awakening of the dead, but this is just his own thoughts."
Slowly speaking, holding the artifact in his hand, Hermes explained his understanding.
And comparing it with his direct use, Ryan also roughly understood what he meant.
Through this artifact that is suspected to be the [Philosopher's Stone], Hermes can pull the characters in his memory out of thin air, and then borrow the power of the other party.
It's just that personal understanding is ultimately full of personal color, and the difference between his previous two uses clearly proves this point.
The Lachesis in Hermes's impression is obviously inconsistent with the actual one, but the self in his impression will not be different from the real self.
The use of the artifact is not difficult to understand, and Ryan easily understood it.
It is such a simple "memory" that can borrow real power, even with the help of the power of the artifact, it seems a bit too fake.
It is still easy to imitate power, but if even the power of the gods can be imitated...
Looking at the artifact in Hermes's hand again, Ryan's intuition tells him that this may be related to the abnormal reaction of the spirit world before.
A trace of inquiry flashed in his eyes, and then he shook his head gently.
If he is in a complete state now, Ryan can easily know the problem.
It's just that as a two-part human incarnation, although he has inherited most of the memories of the original body, some are exceptions.
In this mythological world, the taboos involving the field of creation itself contain great "weight".
Just like a heavy ball falling on a flat net, it will pull the owner involuntarily towards it.
However, although most knowledge is neutral, in many cases, neutrality itself is also an influence.
So if Ryan insisted on writing it down at that time, of course he could, but this would inevitably produce some unpredictable deviations in the development of human nature.
"I see... that's a really powerful artifact."
"With it in hand, Mr. Hermes can simply call himself the 'Little God King'."
With a slight smile, Ryan didn't hesitate too much.
On the contrary, after hearing his title, Hermes shook his head repeatedly.
"What 'Little God King', Mr. Ivan really thinks highly of me."
"The power of the artifact has its limits, not everyone can be affected by it... just like the great Midgard Serpent, I can't summon its traces."
It doesn't look like he is lying, Hermes' words are sincere.
But Ryan just smiled and didn't care much about it.
In any case, even in the mythological world, many things have to be logical, which is why he doesn't care too much about Hermes' secrets.
Even if a creation that has not reached the realm of the creation artifact really summons great divine power, it is impossible for the holder to immediately have the corresponding power.
So if Hermes really summoned the projection of the snake, it would be a good thing.
"Okay, Mr. Hermes."
"Whether you can do it or not, you have now created the Philosopher's Stone with the help of my Lord."
"Forging a divine tool with a mortal body is an achievement that will be sung by the world for thousands of years." "But everything is mutual, Mr. Hermes, since you have already felt the greatness of my Lord, shouldn't you do something to show your gratitude to Him?"
"...Of course."
I want to refuse, but you have to give me a chance.
Shaking his head secretly, Hermes was mentally prepared for Ryan's request.
No one would help him for no reason, the price was just the division of light and dark.
But in addition to this expected thing, there was another thing that made the great alchemist a little depressed.
The artifact was made, but before it had time to be named, it was given the title of [Philosopher's Stone] by someone.
Although Hermes felt that this name touched his heart, it was a bit awkward when it was first spoken by someone else.
However, after thinking for a moment, the great alchemist couldn't think of a better name after all.
In desperation, he had to secretly decide to give [Philosopher's Stone] a nickname to indicate his existence.
"Memory Stone?"
"Eye of Reality and Illusion?"
"Star of Athens?"
"..."
Related or not, names flashed through his mind, and were rejected one by one.
After pondering, Hermes finally remembered his previous introduction to the function of the artifact.
'People who don't know the truth will regard it as awakening the dead, but this is just a response to longing'...
And if the nickname of the artifact is to be spread widely, isn't it for those shallow mortals to see?
"Let's call it [Resurrection Stone]."
Although he thought that the person who made the [Philosopher's Stone] was a real sage, the [Resurrection Stone] could not really resurrect people, and the two seemed to be not quite equal, but Hermes felt that this was not important.
Compared with the illusory sage, for most people, resurrection from the dead is closer to their lives.
... After
the artifact was trained, although the spirit was excited, it could not resist the fatigue of the body.
Although Ryan still had something to say, it was not necessary to choose this time.
So when he was free for a while, Hermes found an unmanned stream to cultivate his spirit.
Playing with the newly acquired artifact in his right hand, Hermes was a little impressed by his luck.
Even in the virtual world, every artifact he had had was a big price, and their power was not even as strong as the [Philosopher's Stone].
If Hermes' flying shoes and the lyre given by Apollo were the bottom of the artifacts, like the weak power of the gods, then the newly born [Philosopher's Stone] could probably touch the edge of medium power.
Especially this special authority, it made the value of this artifact even higher.
It's just that these are more due to luck than their own abilities. Just as
Ryan was surprised, Hermes himself knew that there was nothing wrong with being able to summon the projection of the gods, but it was a terrible thing to be able to borrow their power.
In the previous explanation, the great alchemist deliberately avoided the specific explanation of this, as if the power he borrowed was just a little corner.
But in fact, he found that he could at least achieve more than 30% of the effect of the real gods.
Thirty percent may seem low, but for the gods who hold power, they often only need one power to achieve a thousand percent of the effect of others in their own domain.
This shows how rare it is for Hermes to borrow power.
This is a tampering of the inherent concept and a subversion of the world order... If he has the power of the great god, then the "little god king" that Ryan said before might be too little.
If the defect of only being able to summon a type of projection is solved again, then the world should call the god king "little Hermes".
But such ability is obviously not what he should have. Even the original god cannot create such a divine weapon that obviously violates the world order.
So the only explanation is that, just like he attracted the resonance of the law and completely refined the artifact of the goddess of fate, Hermes put the reason on his past.
There were three people in the Chaos world who were related to that illusory world. The Lord of the Spirit World took away all the power that could be collected and used it to give Hermenu a fatal blow.
Athena didn't know what she had gained, but she obviously had her own plans.
Compared with the first two, Hermes is far less powerful than them.
He is just a creature born and raised in the virtual world, and he has no chance of being born in the outside world.
But perhaps it is precisely because of this that he has been favored by this broken world.
In his memory, the information left by this world is sleeping.
In the field of creation, even if it is just a few traces left by the virtual world, it is still a miracle that mortals and even many gods cannot imagine.
It attracted the favor of the law and the birth of the [Philosopher's Stone].
Although Hermes is not very clear about this, he can roughly guess it.
Casually stroking the white stone body, the great alchemist hesitated.
When facing Ryan before, he did not lie, but he did not tell the truth.
Hermes still has concerns about the so-called "Lord of Hell".
For example, he really can't summon the image of the atrium snake, but that is not because the opponent's power is so powerful.
The only reason he can't do it is that the virtual world has never recorded the opponent's information.
Yes, the power of the [Philosopher's Stone] to project gods is so strong that it even exceeds the limits of a divine tool.
Its only flaw, which is not a flaw, is that it can only materialize beings that do not involve authority, or various gods that have existed in the virtual world,
just like the Lachesis summoned by Hermes. She is not actually a projection of the goddess of fate in reality, but the one in the virtual world.
Perhaps this is also the reason why the authority Hermes "borrowed" is only 30% effective - the artifact may completely replicate the power of the other party, but when the virtual is placed in reality, even if it is the same world, the effect is only 30%.
In a sense, this is actually a good thing.
For example, in Hermes' impression, the moon god in the virtual world is obviously more powerful than the real one, and there are many similar examples.
But this also has its shortcomings. Hermes cannot summon beings that do not exist in the virtual world, such as the Atrium Serpent.
In addition, although he has not tried it, Hermes is probably sure that he can project even those primitive gods, but he just doesn't know what the result will be.
He was hesitating about this unknown answer.
The Great Power and the True God were different, but Hermes was not sure whether they were still different in the virtual world.
He wanted to try, but was afraid of bringing disaster... and in the heart of the Great Alchemist, the original god was not even the one he wanted to summon the most.
Compared with the figure that made him think about day and night, the so-called original god was not so scary.
"Destroy the world..."
With a dull look in his eyes, stroking the [Philosopher's Stone] in his hand, Hermes recalled that day again after many years.
The Lord of Thunder, the King of Kings, the tall and majestic Father God Zeus, who held a golden rope and could shake the sky and the earth, struggled desperately on Mount Olympus.
The sun fell from the sky, and the underworld had long since become nothingness.
The underground was empty, and the stars were dim.
That day, the whole world tried to resist the destroyer with all its strength, and Hermes was just an incompetent spectator at that time.
The only thing he could do was to find a ray of hope for himself.
Fortunately, he succeeded. After all, compared with [business], [competition] and [animal husbandry], [travel] and [exchange] are the most fundamental essence of Hermes' divinity.
Even when he was still a child, he completed a transaction with Apollo that was recorded in later myths, and then obtained the power of the god of commerce.
Unfortunately, he did not succeed completely. Because until now, Hermes was not 100% sure who the destroyer was.
Although he had guessed and suspected it, the great powers might frame and hide each other.
Hermes in the virtual world is one of the twelve gods of Olympus. Although he is also a true god in the field of powerful gods, he is not good at seeing through the truth and falsehood.
And those things that cannot be faked, such as real artifacts, Hermes could not find the corresponding one in the real world.
For example, the verdant and dazzling ring, it opened the beginning of his alchemy.
After coming to the real world, the great alchemist used various methods to find out its whereabouts, and even used the [Emerald Ring] as the name of his own wizard organization.
Unfortunately, he has not found any rumors related to it so far.
These confusions have existed in Hermes' mind for too long, and he has not been qualified to find the answers before.
But now with the birth of the [Philosopher's Stone], the great alchemist feels that he can reconsider this issue.
Holding the warm stone tightly, Hermes tried to recall the day of the destruction in his mind.
He did not see the true face of the figure. From beginning to end, he only saw the big hand that descended from the sky and destroyed everything.
The Philosopher's Stone glowed slightly, and the hazy halo illuminated Hermes' face.
Although in the false world, the god who destroyed the world did not exist.
But since He stepped into this world and even destroyed it with one hand, His information was inevitably recorded by the world itself.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
In order to summon a great person, even if it was just authority rather than power, Hermes would need to consume far more than a true god could match.
So little by little, he injected his own power into the artifact.
The image in the memory gradually became clear, and as long as it crossed a certain critical point, it could resonate with the law under the effect of the artifact.
At that time, the great alchemist could judge the identity of the other party through authority, which was also the best solution. After all,
the power displayed can be faked, the appearance and breath can be disguised, but the authority of the gods cannot.
At least before the birth of the Philosopher's Stone, this was the iron rule in Hermes' cognition.
So time passed slowly, and at a certain moment, the Great Alchemist seemed to have found the right time...
"- No, stop!!"
He blurted out, and at the foot of the mountain, suddenly, Hermes violently stopped his current behavior.
The Philosopher's Stone, which was about to be activated, instantly dimmed, and the backlash of some power fell back, making the Great Alchemist's face turn pale immediately.
When a mortal forcibly terminates the use of a divine weapon, it will cause extremely serious consequences to the user.
But as the forger and true owner of the divine weapon, Hermes exempted most of them.
Although he was not seriously injured, the Great Alchemist's face was still ugly at this time.
Because just now, when he was about to complete the summoning, an inexplicable fear attacked his heart for no reason.
Destruction, ruin, death, wailing...
the end of a world, the curse of billions of lives.
In some mysterious way, perhaps it was because the base of the Philosopher's Stone was Lachesis's artifact, and she was still imprisoned in it.
So at that moment, Hermes felt as if he had glimpsed a terrible scene.
This was the "memory" of the world, and it was not the false one, but the real world he was in now.
Hermes felt his hands were cold as his heart beat violently.
He never expected that the existence that destroyed the virtual world was actually a complete "destroyer".
And the object of his destruction even included another real world.
It was too terrible, it was unimaginable.
Although it was just a glimpse, Hermes was still shocked.
The world-destroying demon stood on the corpse of the world, and countless fragments were constantly circling around him.
If it were not for the reflection of the laws of the world, Hermes felt that he would never know this.
Is this him warning me?
No, the world will not warn me.
It's just that the power of my artifact comes from the virtual world, and the virtual Chaos is closely connected with the real one.
And the world-destroying demon god was not here, so when he called for his projection, the law reacted first.
If he did not stop, the power of the Philosopher's Stone might continue to work, and the reflection of the real person would materialize from nothingness.
But at that time, no one knew what would happen.
Maybe nothing happened, and the other party did not notice his peeping at all.
Maybe something would happen, and he definitely did not want to bear the price.
"The real world... is this still the great power?"
A trace of horror flashed between his eyes. If it were not for the sudden omen, Hermes felt that he might have died.
He dared to touch the bad luck of the great power. After all, he had seen it before.
Not long ago, he even borrowed the power of a hell lord to refine his own artifact.
But an existence that has the ability to fight against the real world... Imagine what happened to Zeus in the virtual world, Hermes knew that he would be even worse off.
Previously, he could still comfort himself by saying "it's just an imaginary world", maybe the great powers in the real world can show the same power there.
But now, Hermes doesn't think so.
"...So what is His purpose?"
"Foreign invaders, the source of the destruction of the world?"
"He went to the imaginary world first, maybe he is rehearsing for the destruction of Chaos?"
In that fleeting image, although the current strength is still very limited, Hermes' vision still made a judgment. The remains of that broken world should not be as good as Chaos, and perhaps that is why the world is still stable now.
I am still safe, although all this is temporary... Shaking his head fiercely, Hermes tried to dispel the negative emotions from the bottom of his heart.
He has already run away once, but this time, he may not have the chance to run away.
Moreover, unlike the last time, considering that the Destroyer God has not taken action yet, it can be seen that He is still very afraid of Chaos.
"No wonder I searched the world and couldn't find the trace of the alchemical artifact."
"Because it doesn't belong to Chaos, of course I can't find it."
"Oh, I didn't expect it... But from this point of view, I can survive because the world favors me."
"When facing the threat of death, even if I am as insignificant as me, I still got His remains."
The previous speculation was overturned in an instant. The Destroyer God is likely not the god of Chaos, but His enemy.
And the reason why I created alchemy by watching the alchemical artifact, but there is no alchemical inheritance in the world at all, was also found.
It was not because it came from an ancient god who never communicated with the outside world, but because it was not created by Chaos at all.
For a moment, boundless pressure came upon him.
But the next moment, Hermes suddenly smiled easily.
"It's really interesting."
"To face the enemy of world destruction, I work hard to become stronger, and with the favor of the world, I overcome all obstacles and gain various opportunities."
"Then I ascend to the throne of God, achieve greatness, and finally carry the power of the world to fight against the foreign enemy, rather than perish together/win a miserable victory/destroy it, and successfully delay time."
"Is this my 'script'? Although it is very likely that I am overthinking, it seems that there is nothing wrong with replacing 'world' with 'gods' and replacing me
with a human hero." "Fighting all the way with all my life, fighting for the interests of the gods, and if I am lucky enough to complete my merits, I will have the opportunity to ascend to heaven and live forever. For a mortal, this is a good result."
"It's just a pity that you misunderstood me... This is not the script I want. Compared with this, I think it's better for a tall person to hold up the sky when it falls."
With a slight smile, Hermes suddenly understood what he was thinking about just now.
The Lord of Hell, the Serpent of the Courtyard, right?
He was still thinking about how to grow up peacefully, at least to ascend to the throne of God first, instead of becoming an insignificant pawn before the great ones' confrontation.
But now, doesn't he have a way?
Find a way to tell the Lord of Hell about this matter and let him worry about it.
Standing at the top of Chaos' world, they have more than themselves, and are less likely to be willing to give up everything they have.
If it can't solve it alone, it will surely find more great divine powers to deal with this terrible opponent.
In this way, even the world will be peaceful.
"I am really great..."
"World peace, such a great proposition has been completed by me."
"I remember that the goddess of harmony seems to have married a human hero who has made contributions to the God King to reward his merits."
"I don't want much, as long as the noble mother of the world is willing to give me a reward of the same level."
Silently curling his lips, Hermes shook his head and laughed.
Thinking from another angle, the trouble he faced seemed to be a good thing.
Holding the artifact in hand, the great alchemist couldn't help but admire his wit.
"But in this case, I can't randomly project this terrible destroyer."
"So let me change my target as the next best thing."
He clenched his right hand, and the hazy halo appeared again.
He said he wanted to change his target, but at this moment, Hermes once again recalled the day when the virtual world was destroyed.
The God King was roaring at the sky, and the hand of destruction covered the sky.
In the entire virtual world, they were the most worthy objects for Hermes to project.
In his past and present lives, the great divine power was an object that he could not reach.
So his mind moved slightly, and he showed the power of the [Philosopher's Stone] without reservation. Hermes aimed the target of the embodiment at the God King... the green and shining alchemical ring on the big hand opposite.
The divine light swayed, and this time the hazy halo quickly gathered again.
There was no special accident. In front of Hermes, an emerald ring floated quietly in the air.
Some tiny runes like dust were drawn on it, as if explaining some kind of worldly truth.
This was not the first time Hermes had seen this scene, but even though he had seen it once, when the ring was replayed in front of him, he still looked at everything in front of him greedily.
The alchemical artifact of another world was different from the [Philosopher's Stone] that was created by trickery. It was a tool that was truly created by pure alchemical skills, not a pile of materials or a deviation of fate.
On it, the caster was like someone who wanted to show off his skills, engraving one after another of knowledge that directly pointed to the essence.
Hermes got the initial revelation from it when they met once.
He used this incomplete knowledge as a basis and added his own understanding to create Chaos's current alchemical path.
However, as the areas he entered touched the gods, Hermes was finally a little overwhelmed.
It was not a big deal that he failed to summon the projection of the Destroyer.
The power of Zeus was actually not attractive to him.
The power of the God King came from the present world. It was more like a person than a law and authority.
Hermes was not sure what he could get from it, but this ring was different.
When Hermes saw it, he saw his future.
"Your name is [Gold Gathering Ring]..."
When the artifact was visualized, the great alchemist knew its name.
Material exchange, 'Gold Gathering' ring.
It sounded very suitable for him, and it was in line with his former divinity of [Business] and [Exchange]. Reaching out
and putting the ring on his index finger, Hermes shrunk the [Philosopher's Stone] and placed it on the top of the ring. A pieced-together ring was formed.
The two supreme creations of alchemy were combined together, and they looked very compatible. There was even some resonance between the two powers.
For a moment, Hermes couldn't help but have a desire for the real artifact.
Even a fake creation is like this... If the real one also falls into his hands, it won't be too far away.
At least if the two are combined again, a high-level artifact in the field of alchemy should not be a big problem.