"What do you say? Can you resurrect me?"

"I've never heard of a god with such powers, and you're daydreaming. ”

After death, the body loses the vitality on which it depends and decays, the soul returns to the kingdom of God, and the unbeliever is taken away by death after death, nailed to the wall of the unbeliever, and feels the pain day and night.

But a large number of believers are unable to enter the kingdom of God, and their souls dissipate. The kingdom of the gods needs the power of the gods to maintain, and the existence of the soul of every believer depends on the power of the gods.

Only the purest faith, or the great deeds worthy of praise, or the complete interpretation of the teachings of the gods throughout their lives, are worthy of being ushered in after death and enjoying eternal life and a wonderful world.

This is also the root of believers' belief in the gods, hoping to have a home after death, rather than a lonely ghost who cannot leave a trace in the world.

Resurrection, in the legend, does have a priesthood, healing, life and other gods can do it, but it consumes the power of a god extremely much, and may even fall because of it.

And everyone who dares to perform the resurrection technique and violate the law of life and death, whether it is a god or a resurrected person, will be hunted down by a god who has the priesthood of the king of the dead. Jeager, the ancient god of death, has entrusted this powerful priesthood to the newest god of death, Cranvo.

And forever ostracized by the nature gods, as for why, it goes without saying.

Al wrapped the shadow around Starck's Soul Diamond and threw the materials that Miss Tovivi had prepared into it:

One liter of water, five kilograms of carbon, five hundred grams of lime, one hundred grams of phosphorus, fifty grams of saltpeter, twenty grams of saltpeter, fifteen grams of sulfur, one gram of iron, and other eighteen materials that can be extracted in daily life are thrown together.

This is the forbidden human body training.

These rough materials are definitely not enough to complete this forbidden spell, but they are enough, and it doesn't matter if they fail anyway, it's just an experiment.

He got so much from the Bloodline Lab that he wanted to try everything.

Shadows and fog writhed in the air, and from time to time mysterious electric sparks flashed away.

It didn't take long, and the shadow and fog gradually shrank, and it was absorbed by a mouse brother who stood up. The eyes are dark red, the limbs are strong, the claws are small, and the muscles are tense.

"That's what you mean to live again?" Stark yelled at Al in humiliation.

They are indeed like rats in these dark worlds, but they absolutely can't bear to be rats.

"If you don't like it, I can let you go and let you go back to your lord's kingdom. ”

Seeing that Al seemed to be smiling, he raised his hand to point at him, and the mouse Stark hurriedly begged for mercy.

"No, no, sir, I like it very much. Your spells are truly amazing, they are nothing short of miraculous. I can follow you......"

What's so bad about being alive?

"Shut up. Allen scolded, and Starck's body involuntarily silenced.

This kind of stupidity of comparing oneself to a god, even if it is praised by others. You may also be overheard and hated by some cautious guys in the sky and come to you for trouble. For example, a certain person who once almost became the strongest killer under the supreme god.

"Get used to your new body, and help me find someone from the Illuminati. When that happens, I'll consider giving you a different body, like Shadow Fiend's?"

Starck followed Simon and met a lot of people from the Illuminati, so he asked him to find the most suitable one.

Stark, who was implanted with a fear of mages, retreated in fear and disappeared into the shadows, wondering the power of his new body.

Not strong enough, really just a mouse. But it has wonderful power. Shuttle through the shadows, gather and scatter from the heart, and there is no Achilles heel like the heart and head.

So what kind of power does this mysterious mage say about the shadow demon?

After Stark left, Al looked at the four rings on his hand, and the success of his first human body training was still based on these four rough rings, and the blood essence stones inside.

According to the user's will, he will automatically improve the deficiencies in the spell, as if demonstrating, showing the user what is missing and needs to be filled, and what will happen.

Like an all-knowing and all-powerful teacher.

The Blood Essence Stone is a very evil treasure, and it is known from the name what it is related to, and the evil thoughts and resentments sealed in it will gradually erode the user's will and pollute the user's mind.

However, the Blood Essence Stone in Al's hand did not, and there were no side effects.

Was it not there in the first place, or was it siphoned off?

Having Starck, the former president of the Illuminati, Simon, go to find it much faster than Alman's aimless needle in a haystack. Three were found in less than two days.

Al watched them for a few days, and they were all the same, whether they were indulging in sex, or busy with business, or managing the territory. There is nothing in common and no communication.

I knew from Starck that these three people were also of the same high status, and after having these goals. Al was ready to give them some trouble so that he could stir them up.

"Are you ready to act?"

Al informs Amanda and tells him to pay attention to who will contact him afterwards, and is about to leave with what Amanda has prepared for him.

"Tomorrow is our sixteenth birthday, why don't we just make a big event and let's celebrate. Amanda made an enthusiastic offer.

At the age of sixteen, they will officially come of age in this cruel world, the children of the nobility can share the affairs of the family and hold positions, the sons of merchants will go out to do business, and the children of commoners and peasants will also celebrate their only birthday on this day, which may be the only birthday of their lives.

"Don't be impulsive, Amanda, take it one step at a time. ”

Al persuaded Amanda to turn away. He has to face the ancient and mysterious organization of this world,

In the middle of the night, Al transforms into the form of the alchemist Jin and burrows into the sewers near the magic workshop where the White Dream was made. He took out the processed steel pieces and assembled them to form a hexagonal triangle, and fixed a blue white dream that he had made himself into it and placed it in the center.

The hexagonal triangle was thrown into the drain and watched as he sank to the dirty bottom of the water, fitting into the bottom. Alcai changed direction again, and put a total of five.

The apprentices and masters of the Magic Workshop above are working hard to create White Dreams. Now White Dream is not only selling well in the Eternal Capital, but even starting to sell to other cities. It is the best visit gift, the trend of the upper class.

In order not to anger the church, they expanded their recruitment but kept hoarding goods to take them out of the Eternal City and spread all over the country after the year.

Over the course of the year, their inventory has piled up, with beautiful boxes everywhere and neatly filling up the warehouse. Then it will flood their desires.

Al stood far away, looking at a white dream in his hand.

At dawn, when the first rays of sunlight shine into the Eternal City, all the white dreams will rot and deteriorate under the pull of the medium.

When the time comes, it will be interesting to see if your illuminati will be as stable as a mountain and sit still. That's a treasure worth tens of millions of gold coins.

It's time for the power behind it to come out.

Al watched the Workshop from above, waiting for the dawn.

Another visitor came down the sewers.

He was dressed in a suit, with his coat in his right hand, his figure was tough and strong, tall but silent, and his eyes were calm and undulating.

He stood in front of one of the magic devices Al had made, his strong arms loosening the buttons and tie of his shirt, and then holding the cross on his chest.

It is long up and down, while short on the left and right.