The recipe that Philo got was so simple that he could verify the principle of the recipe with only a little thought.

But this recipe is also very difficult, because it not only requires strong strength to "make" the raw materials needed in the recipe, but also challenges the moral bottom line of the maker.

The most basic ingredient required to summon the soul of a saint and obtain the alchemical recipe for the method of brewing golden wine is the soul of a human being.

The recipe depicts in detail a magic circle that collects human souls, which can guide the souls that have just appeared nearby to condense to a point, and by collecting souls and transforming them into energy, they can open the door to another world and summon the soul of the all-knowing and all-powerful sage.

Moreover, the energy contained in the soul of ordinary death is very small, according to the formula in the formula, it takes at least an entire soul to summon the soul of the Sage, but if it is processed with some treatment, such as falling into infinite fear and desperate pain before death, then the energy carried by the soul will be greatly increased, as long as there are hundreds of desperate and painful souls, it is possible to summon the soul of the Sage.

In the records, previous practitioners have done this in several ways, either by throwing a hundred people on a deserted island and giving them weapons to kill each other, or by torturing others with great strength and squeezing souls from the continent.

The approach chosen by Philo and others is somewhat unique.

They first hijack the train, drive the passengers into the dining car, and then unleash an alchemy synth to violently coerce the passengers into killing each other, and finally squeeze the painful souls.

After collecting enough souls, they begin the summoning ritual, using flesh and blood as a base and soul as fuel, summoning the souls of the saints to obtain golden wine and obtain immortality.

It was a very cruel method, enough to match those cultists, and in fact, after deciding to do so, Philo suddenly felt a little understanding of the cultists he had despised in the past.

What a wonderful thing it is to dedicate oneself to a great wish.

Philo felt his heart gradually calm down, his eyes became sharp, and his whole temperament was reborn.

He walked with Berg through the carriage to the smoking compartment in front of the cargo hold.

There were still two or three men here who were swallowing the clouds, and there was no suspicion when they saw the arrival of the two, until Philo came to the door of the cargo hold, and the few men had some doubts.

"Hey, what are you going to do......"

Before the man could finish speaking, he saw a flame shining in the palm of Philo's hand, and the man burned all over and let out a painful wail, but Philo immediately released the silence technique that had been prepared for a long time, and the carriage suddenly became silent.

"Wait, wait, guards......"

The other person wanted to run out to find the guard, and let out a wordless exclamation, but as soon as Berg raised his hand, a thunderbolt exploded, directly piercing the other party's chest, and a scorching smell suddenly filled the air, which was disgusting.

The two of them quickly cast a spell, and after a few breaths, only three corpses were left in the car.

"It's a shame that their souls could have been of greater value. ”

Philo took out a green gem from his pocket, and from the bodies of the three of them, a pure white smoke seeped out, lingering on the gem, and was finally absorbed into it.

When it was completely merged, there seemed to be a burst of mournful screams in the air, which was extremely terrifying.

This is the gem that Philo used to collect souls, it is very precious, he has been "buying" from an elderly mage for a long time, and it can absorb a large amount of souls and store them in it, which can be regarded as the key to their plan this time.

Berg sealed the door with ice to prevent people from waiting for them to enter, and then violently opened the door to the cargo hold.

Bang –

The fragile locks were shattered by the blast of magic, and the pitch-black cargo hold was like a dark abyss, exuding a palpitating aura.

"Let's get started. ”

With a solemn face, Philo stepped into the cargo hold.

......

Dallas moved forward, through the bustling carriages, but his heart was at peace.

He was originally a soldier, on the battlefield, because of the unreasonable orders of his boss lost his subordinates and partners, almost died on the battlefield, tossed back home, only to find that his wife and daughter had been forcibly taken by the boss, so the angry Dallas killed the bastard boss and became a wanted man.

To be honest, his appeal for golden wine was not so strong, and Dallas just wanted to witness what the so-called miracle of the gods was.

If there really is a god in this world, then why would he turn a blind eye to what happened to him.

Thinking of this, Dallas also happened to walk to the conductor's room located at the front of the train.

Here, the cab can be connected, the movement of the train can be controlled, and at the same time, the announcement will be made to the entire train, and the conductor can also be prevented from requesting assistance from the ground.

And Dallas also brought a prop bought from a black market merchant to shield the signal of the mobile terminal, although the principle is not clear, but at least for an hour, the mobile terminal in this train becomes unstable with the outside world, which can effectively prevent passengers from calling for help from the outside world.

"This is it. ”

Dallas shook his hands, and a set of translucent armor covered his fists, which was his own exclusive alchemical magic, which attached steel to his hands with magical power, and hardened in an instant as long as it was impacted, and because of this, he also received the title of "steel" on the battlefield.

Boom –

With a punch flying out, Dallas slammed the door of the conductor's room open, and saw the conductor with a surprised face.

"This gentleman, you ......"

Without saying a word, Dallas punched the other man in the abdomen, and the elderly conductor immediately rolled his eyes and passed out.

It's not that Dallas is soft-hearted, but he feels that every soul must be used to the fullest extent, and that they must be tortured, so he spared the train captain's life.

Skillfully manipulating the machine to communicate with the outside world, Dallas, who was a soldier, cut off the communication one by one, and then put the prop that blocked the signal on the machine, and gently pressed the start switch.

Dallas himself took out his mobile terminal and clicked on a live broadcast at random, only to see that the live broadcast screen began to tear and shatter, obviously disturbed.

"Next, it's up to that guy. ”

Dallas put away the mobile terminal, went to the cab, looked out the window at the scenery speeding backwards, and slowly turned on the radio in the train.