Hearing Annan's inquiry, Bishop Daryl touched his bald head with some distress: "Annan, you may not know that I left the royal capital quite early. In fact, I have never heard of what you said.
.
"Or... the 'Hermetic School' I know may not be the one you asked about. Maybe it's just the same name."
"What about Nicholas Flamel?"
Annan asked.
Daryl frowned slightly when he heard the name.
His expression gradually became serious. He supported his belly and struggled to sit up from the sofa, no longer maintaining the leisurely posture of Fat Man lying happily.
"Where did you hear that name?"
"That's the Hermetic School. Their leader and initiator is a man who calls himself 'Nicholas Flamel'."
"You also said..."
Daryl repeated: "'Self-proclaimed.'"
"It's true that he just calls himself. But that Nicholas has long white curly hair, dark green eyes, and is a gold-level wizard of the Transformation School."
Annan said slowly.
He looked into Daryl's eyes.
So Annan quickly saw that Daryl's face quickly turned ugly after hearing his words.
"hiss……"
Daryl frowned immediately.
He rubbed his smooth and reflective head vigorously and sighed.
The fat bishop stood up from the sofa, touched his belly, and walked around the room.
He thought for a long time, frowned, and whispered to Annan:
"...If it's really him, you'd better be prepared."
"I have no choice but to go," Annan shrugged and poured himself a cup of black tea. "Sir Silver personally appointed me to go...your tea is pretty good."
"So I just told you to be prepared, and I didn't tell you not to go."
Daryl took a look and said casually: "I still have two cans over there, just take them when you leave. I rarely drink...
"No, the key is Nicholas. How much do you know about him?"
"Senior Sal and I suspect that he may be the master of the Jade Tower in Denisoya Kingdom more than a hundred years ago."
Annan rubbed his brows and said with some distress: "I speculate that he may have developed the Philosopher's Stone of the Hermetic School. Then he used the Philosopher's Stone to offset the consumption of his soul, thus gaining eternal life."
"impossible."
Daryl replied without hesitation: "Absolutely impossible."
"……Why?"
"He is indeed the discoverer and improver of ancient Philosopher's Stone technology, and he is indeed able to refine the Philosopher's Stone alone. But that is not the final version of the Philosopher's Stone... but a simplified version."
The fat bishop shook his head: "Do you know the panacea? It's the same principle as the transformation product. The complete version of the panacea requires rare golden mistletoe fruits, and the cost is too high. So the transformation wizards
, will be committed to reducing costs and creating a low-profile version of the panacea.
"The Philosopher's Stone he 'improved' actually follows the same idea."
...In other words, is it a beggar’s version of getting the Philosopher’s Stone?
Annan suddenly understood.
No wonder Salvatore, a bronze-level transformation wizard, can also produce usable semi-finished products...
It turns out that Nicholas went out of his way to lower the production cost and difficulty.
Annan couldn't help but ask: "The Philosopher's Stone he improved is called the Philosopher's Stone of the Hermetic School?"
Daryl nodded: "Yes. Because he has always regarded himself as the 'second Hermes', he calls himself the Philosopher's Stone he developed and called it the Philosopher's Stone of the Hermetic School.
"He never gave the Philosopher's Stone to anyone, so no one knows in what way his Philosopher's Stone is defective.
"But what he created is definitely not the real Philosopher's Stone."
"Why are you so sure?"
"Because even gods cannot create the Philosopher's Stone artificially."
Daryl answered with great conviction in a tone that left no room for doubt.
"...Even if it's Sir Silver?"
"Not even the mysterious lady can do it. It's not a matter of difficulty, it's simply impossible."
"Why?"
Hearing Daryl's tone be so certain, Annan was a little confused.
Daryl hesitated for a moment and stopped: "I can tell you...but you can't tell anyone."
"Is it related to Yinjue?"
"It has something to do with the True God. It may even have something to do with this world."
Daryl replied seriously: "Do you want to listen?"
"……want."
Annan hesitated for a moment, but obeyed his desire for knowledge and answered.
Even for safety reasons, it is better to know more than to know less.
After all, Senior Salvatore is still researching the Philosopher's Stone, and Annan can't help him. He can only try his best to help him collect some information that he can't get.
The secrets directly related to the True God are something that even the Wizard Tower cannot collect.
But then again…
Grandpa Daryl, what on earth is this identity...
"You have a special status, so I won't let you swear to keep it secret... Although this secret is very important, it is actually very brief."
Daryl took a deep breath and slowly said: "The Philosopher's Stone is not a product of this world."
"……What?"
"Not from the beginning. The Philosopher's Stone can replace any element of perfect form... Do you think such a thing is really possible in nature? The reason why the Philosopher's Stone cannot be copied is simple... because its main raw material,
It simply doesn’t exist in this world.”
Daryl replied solemnly: "Do you know Father Sui, His Highness Annan?"
"...the god of fire and creation?"
"That's right. The reason why Suifu is called Suifu is because he burned flint before becoming a god. But do you think that such achievements alone are enough to become a righteous god?"
As soon as Daryl said this, Annan noticed something.
"You mean..."
"You guessed it right. What Sui Fu burned was not the world's first flint... but the world's first 'Philosopher's Stone'."
Daryl said slowly: "From now on, this world will have the power of elements.
"Can you understand? In other words, the purpose of trying to copy the Philosopher's Stone is not as simple as 'gaining eternal life' or 'resurrecting the dead'... What he wants is to create a world. A unique world.
own world.
"In fact, Nicholas did not die of natural causes due to excessive use of elemental power, but was murdered. This matter was more or less known to the big shots in the world at the time. But this was a just murder...
…because Nicholas did something taboo that was absolutely not allowed.”
"……Cyborg?"
Annan blurted out.
He felt that he was becoming more and more familiar with this plot...
Daryl looked at him in surprise and stared for a long time before slowly nodding.
"……Yes.
"Strictly speaking, it is 'an artificial human made independently without relying on samples from any parent or mother generation', or to be more precise, it is 'not a copy of anyone, nor a descendant of anyone'."
Just...creating people out of thin air."
...without using any human genetic samples at all?