The next day, when Huai Shi woke up from a continuous nightmare, she had a mouthful of dog hair and hadn't come back for a long time.

Unexpectedly, I didn't dream of the ghost who was urging me to mourn again.

It's like waking up from a long nap in the afternoon, tired and lazy, and the body that has been seriously injured in the past few days has also been recuperated and is rapidly rejuvenating.

I just don't know why, I always panic when I sleep.

It was only a few hours of sleep, but it was as if it had been suffocated for twenty-four hours.

And in the room, the skeleton was still happily pulling the "Lord of the Flies" in his hand, trying all kinds of messy functions like a child playing PAD.

I even learned voice control.

"Hey, don't be there, play music!"

Lord of the Flies rolled his eyes on the cover: "No, thank you." ”

"Little don't, show the picture!"

"No, goodbye. ”

The skeleton was not even angry, but said patiently: "Little don't classmate, let's talk about the story!"

Annoyed by this curious baby all night, Beelzebub was already about to collapse, and scolded angrily: "wdnmd, you are not finished!"

The skeleton was stunned for a moment, and then became curious: "What does wdnmd mean?"

"......" Beelzebub was silent for a while.

Feeling the condemning gaze of Huai Shi next to him, he felt more and more guilty, and coughed dryly for a long time, "Uh...... This one...... Be...... It's short for 'I have to get the mastering'!"

After a flash of inspiration, he started his little head and began to talk nonsense: "What's that...... Don't you want to listen to songs and commentaries, I'm an old body, and I can't put it without a tape!"

"Oh!" the skeleton's voice suddenly froze, and then asked curiously, "What is that tape? Is the master tape its mother?"

"What the ......"

Beelzebub's steel cover twitched for a long time, almost crushing his non-existent teeth.

I have already burst into tears.

How did I become a child-rearing robot if I was a child-arresting robot......

All night, from the present to the border, from daily necessities to the Internet, to all kinds of terms, he was about to be asked crazy by the skeleton.

Think of yourself as an electronic dictionary!

Huai Shi glanced at him with pity and made a gesture: Hard work, go back and add another gigabit broadband to you!

There's no way, alone in a foreign land, helpless, it's rare to have a local in this ghost place on Helios, even if he may be the great grandmaster who is making trouble behind the scenes, but he must always unite.

Otherwise, you will be blind and will not know what it is.

After the skeleton finally finished asking, while he was cooking the mouse fish balls, Huai Shi finally found a gap to interject.

Start asking for the news you want.

First and foremost, the rescue capsule.

"What's that?"

The skeleton scratched its skull, "What is my uncle? Do you mean my cousin? I don't know ......."

After a long time of waste, Huai Shi finally explained that the rescue capsule was not his relative, but the kind of thing that could whirl in space after breaking away from Helios......

"Oh-oh, you mean those big iron eggs, right?"

The skeleton suddenly realized, Huai Shi's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he saw him clapping his hands and shrugging his shoulders: "It's gone!

"What's that?" Huai Shi didn't have long before she could light up before she became black.

"It's all gone?!"

"That's right. The skeleton nodded, "When I first woke up, I saw a lot of people hula hula and go to the bottom warehouse, and people crowded into it, but after getting in, they just flew not far before they all exploded...... If you don't say what kind of rescue pod it is, I thought it was a fully automatic cremation machine!"

God automatic cremation machine!

Hearing that the rescue cabin can be turned into a bomb, Huai Shi still doesn't understand, that group of refugees is afraid that nine times out of ten, they have stepped on someone else's trap!

But the question is, what is going on in Helios, and what is Grand Master Publius trying to do?

Relying on this skeleton who doesn't know anything, I can't figure it out at all!

He was getting bald.

Soon, however, after disappearing overnight, Kirihime's apparition returned, revealing words from the Book of Fate.

"This is also alchemy, Huaishi. ”

Huai Shi couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Everything can be alchemy, you can do alchemy, he refines silver, I refine...... Iron, as long as you have a heart, everyone can become a great master, right?

"Otherwise, what do you think alchemy is?"

Kirihime laughed, "That's the 'last magic' left over from the gods of the old days.

It is a ritual that is modeled after the authority of the gods, and to put it simply, it is no different from the dancing god. But unlike the Jumping God, the object of its use is not the present world, but the abyss itself. ”

"Huaishi, alchemy itself is a tool created by the gods to explore the mysteries of hell!"

It is the embodiment of the two-sided nature of calamity and miracle, and because of this, as long as it involves the transformation of calamity and miracle, it must belong to the system of alchemy.

Even the stigmata is the result of alchemy.

The sublimator transcends the sea of silver and obtains his own soul, isn't this an alchemical reaction?

Tong Ji said lightly: "Right now, right in front of you is a rare miracle crucible in the whole territory, a great ritual that is almost comparable to the Tower of Babylon." ”

Publius's whole job?

Huai Shi reacted, and immediately looked at the skeleton.

The look in his eyes was suspicious.

This thing can't be playing me, right?

"Don't waste your efforts, Huaishi. ”

Tong Ji flapped her little wings and said pityingly, "It's just a remnant of the past, and it's a matter of whether it's Publius or something else."

What's more, do you perceive any malice in it?

Even if he got a memory of Publius, it was only a newborn who had only been in this world for half a month...... Please hurry up and review, is your heart too dark?"

“...... Isn't this what you led me to think!" Huai Shi was angry, why is the pot her own again!

Also, what the hell is the melting pot of great rituals and miracles she is talking about?

"It's Helios itself. Kirihime replied, "Do you remember the nature of alchemy?"

"What you have to give?"

"Well, it's not quite true, and it's not far off. To a certain extent, this involves the basis for the existence of physics, and it is also the premise for alchemy to be established.

And this gave rise to the concept of 'conservation of miracles'. ”

"The vast majority of alchemy processes are to nurture the fertile soil that represents chaos in a closed environment, and then extract the essence of their own needs in various ways, and what is discarded is the residue of meaninglessness.

In other words, it is impossible to create a real work without removing the residue of meaninglessness. ”

Huai Shi rolled her eyes.

Every time Tong Ji sells Guanzi, she will say a bunch of nonsense that she knows. But in an instant, he suddenly understood what Tong Ji meant.

There are no miracles that come out of nowhere.

Matter or energy may be infinite, but if you want to get miracles, you have to pay a price.

When the clear qi rises, the turbid qi will inevitably fall, so that the sky and the earth can be formed.

Ascension and Fall are the same, and they follow the principle that calamity and miracle are one and the same.

If the initial value is 0, then the occurrence of 1 must have the birth of '-1' in order to maintain the balance of the total amount.

The difference is that advanced alchemists can use secret rituals, methods, techniques, and even experience to make the benefits of the work itself outweigh the disadvantages.

If you're a crappy newbie and a waste that only messes up everything, you'll probably be hovering between a 0=0 ratio. And the apprentice who is just starting out can already extract a valuable essence from the ten parts of the abyss precipitation, which is 1=10.

This is also one of the rigid criteria for the evaluation of alchemists by the Stone Cauldron Society, and although the criteria used to judge the results are complex, they can always be converted into intuitive results in the end.

However, the standard of this passing realm is good, and the uncomfortable point is that it was made by the dead houses of the Golden Dawn.

The group of solidifiers who threw themselves into the abyss were once rare heroes for a hundred generations, and their natural vision was high, and the assessment could not be described as inaccurate, but the price of too high a vision was that they had never considered space for the incompetent.

The effort and talent required for each level are almost several times the same as before.

It's not undemanding.

In the evaluation of the Stone Cauldron Society, unless you can reach the realm of 4=7, you can throw off the hat of an apprentice on your head and call yourself a real alchemist.

And Huai Shi, a problem child who is seriously biased, barely broke through the threshold of 7=4 and touched the edge of 8=3 under the situation of the alchemy fire, the forbidden hand and the caster's skills, which is still limited to the scope of metallurgy, his own soul armament.

Once he changes to another target, he will be immediately blinded and beaten back to his original form.

I can't even reach the ordinary level of 6=5.

Not surprisingly, the other alchemists who ascended to Helios didn't like him. How can a dog-hearted and dog-faced cheater compete with professionals from other people's professional backgrounds?

As for the hard criterion for judging the Grand Master, it is the threshold of 10=1.

And this is just a virtual finger, to this extent, the conversion rate can no longer be measured by numbers, according to its own strengths, the former can be almost infinitely large, or, the latter can also be infinitely small.

For ordinary people, the limit is just the starting point.

Everyone has their own unique skills.

For example, the great master Mikhail is good at group alchemy and super-large casting, and he unites all forces with his own strength, the more people, the better, as long as there are more qualified alchemists, the bigger the things will be created, and the faster the manufacturing speed will be.

Huai Shi didn't know much about Garand's old Wang Ba, but he had heard that what he was best at was stigmata creation, but all the stigmata he created were all divine products that were enough to make the sublimator like a tiger with wings.

And when it came to Publius, Huai Shi knew nothing except that he knew that he was good at essentia.

"Now it seems that what he is good at is probably the aspect of miracle engraving, right? essentia is the soil where divinity sprouts, and that great master is probably not an easy person. ”

Tong Ji sighed lightly: "Just look at everything in front of you." ”

Huai Shi finally understood what she meant.

Now in the vast space, on Jupiter, the once authoritative relic, the Sun Chariot Helios, has been turned into a super-giant refining kettle by Publius.

Using the endless empty vacuum as an isolation, the miracles of the Greek gods of the past were engraved as a cauldron of miracles, and after extracting the endless energy from it, an unprecedented secret ritual began.

And in front of their eyes, this strange world, the complete depth of hell, is the residue extracted from the process of miracle smelting.

It's not even the limit, the depth here is decreasing at a terrifying rate.

The Secret Ritual is still running.

No results yet!

So, what exactly does he want at the cost of turning all of Helios into hell?

Huai poems are cold all over the body.

Recalling the gaze that made his scalp tingle to this day, he came to an incredulous conclusion.

"Of course it's a god-making. ”

Tong Ji came up with an understatement: "Aside from Helios, where is there a place in the entire current realm that is far away from the three major blockades and is enriched with the power of divinity and the gods of the past?"

There is no other place for him to achieve his purpose than here.

- The gods who died in the past have been recreated!

In the silence, Huai Shi stiffly turned her head and looked at the stupid-looking skeleton next to her.

Amazed.

Such a spirit!