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Luther's face was bitter as he told Rogge the history of the profession of potion master and his situation in the Sea of ​​Confession.

But before that, Luther also told Rogge a key point that he was going to ask about next - that is "era".

The "era" of the entire mysterious sea world.

Before the power of the church had ever touched the Sea of ​​Confession, the extraordinary people called this period of time the [Age of Chaos].

[Age of Chaos], as the name suggests, is an era dominated by chaos.

The records of this era by the extraordinary people reveal fear and anxiety everywhere.

During this period of time, the border fog often moved and changed, and the pattern of the whole world was constantly changing because of this.

Many monsters, horrors, and unknowns were unveiled in the chaos and created disasters.

Various extraordinary races, churches, and kingdoms were also affected by this, with uninterrupted natural disasters, wars, and changes...

The extraordinary group is the beneficiary of this era, because the Sea of ​​Confession where they are is relatively calm.

But they are also victims of this era. It is precisely because of the calmness of the Sea of ​​Confession that the church has attracted some of them to turn their attention to the Sea of ​​Confession, which has also contributed to the current situation of the Sea of ​​Confession...

Before the [Age of Chaos], there was the [Age of Dynasty], which was rarely recorded.

That was a brilliant and obscure era.

The group of extraordinary people was born here.

The most notable feature of the [Age of Dynasty] is the prosperous dynasties in various regions.

The world at that time was like a hundred flowers blooming, and great empires and powerful people with a reputation all over the world were born at that time.

The "Church" at that time had just sprouted, and there were more faith creatures such as "sacrificial spirits" and "totems", and the extraordinary races in various regions actually controlled the world's power.

However, after that, because of the abnormal movement of the border fog, the [Age of Dynasty] also came to an end, and the [Age of Chaos] took over and began a new round of changes...

And even earlier, there was an even more distant era-the [Age of the Abyss Sea].

Unfortunately, whether it is the extraordinary people or the church, these up-and-coming people know very little about it.

Perhaps there will be some records in the dynasties that bloomed like stars.

But with the passage of time, the long past has long sunk into the mysterious sea with the collapse of the dynasty, and there is no way to talk about it...

Many brilliant works were born from the once huge group of extraordinary people, and naturally there was no lack of exploration of the whole world and salvage of history.

Unfortunately, the group of extraordinary people is just a meteor that has passed by in this huge torrent of the times, and finally went to the end of the road now...

And the reason for all this is weakness.

At this point, Luther couldn't help but reveal a very important message to Rogge again.

That is-the human body cannot withstand the power of the rank of "God"!

In the development history of the extraordinary group, countless pioneers and warriors have tried to break this confinement, but they all failed one by one. Some died on the spot, and some became monsters...

With such a precedent, there are naturally fewer and fewer latecomers.

This undoubtedly determines the upper limit of the entire human race.

Therefore, no matter how much the extraordinary people study and progress, it is difficult to go further and become the supreme... "God".

Unless they find another way.

But in this case, it will be another way.

So Luther did not elaborate too much, but changed the subject.

"... However, Mr. Rogge, I must tell you that the important way of extraordinary potions is very likely not to appear in the chaotic era."

Luther looked at Rogge with a serious expression.

"Supernormal potions are just a relatively suitable path that the supernormals have found after continuous attempts over a long period of time."

"Although the path of supernormal potions has now stopped at the angel level, this is only the upper limit of supernormal potions, not the real upper limit of the path of supernormal potions..."

After saying this, Luther seemed to feel that he didn't understand what he said very well, and paused for a moment before speaking again.

"What I mean is that the idea of ​​supernormal potions is not limited to angels."

"Although this path is very difficult, it definitely has a future!"

Speaking of this, Luther was a little excited, and he pressed his hands on the table in front of him and propped himself up slightly.

"When I was in the Purple Agate Academy, I read an ancient book in the library. Although I don't know who left it, I know the records on it very well!"

"Once a pioneer entered the border fog and accidentally entered a mysterious area. He saw some mysterious murals in the huge strait cave inside!"

"It depicts a legendary human who merged the blood of the gods through a secret method and eventually became the supreme ruler of all people in the tribe, with strength comparable to that of the gods!"

"So... maybe we just took the wrong path!"

At this point, Luther's expression was already very excited.

Seeing this, Gasinya next to him pulled him.

Luther came back to his senses, exhaled, sat down and apologized to Rogge.

"... Sorry, Captain Rogge, I'm rude."

"It's okay."

Rogge shook his head, but his eyes flashed with thought.

After a long time, he couldn't help but frown, still feeling a little unbelievable.

The Sea of ​​Repentance is so big, not to mention the original "Land of the Mother Goddess". Even if there is only an island, there must be a sufficient number of extraordinary beings.

Could it be that the human body really cannot withstand the power of gods?

No, even if Rogge had not heard what Luther said before, he would have denied it without hesitation.

He knows the nature of the path to becoming a god.

Moreover, knowledge and wisdom have long told him how to become a demigod through magic potions, which shows that there was a precedent for extraordinary people to become demigods.

The power of authority is not untouchable by humans.

It's just a physical deficiency, and I don't know how to make up for it.

Therefore, the reason why there are no demigods among the extraordinary beings in the Sea of ​​Repentance must be due to the gap in potion knowledge.

Thinking of this, Rogge couldn't help but raise a question.

"Although the border fog is dangerous, it also contains huge opportunities. Is there no extraordinary person in the Sea of ​​Repentance who has gone there to find a solution?"

Hearing this, Luther sighed: "Of course there are, but there are only a handful of people who have this courage. Furthermore, the number of extraordinary people is already rare. How can there be so many people going to the extremely dangerous border fog..."

"Scarce in number?" Rogge was stunned when he heard this.

He subconsciously connected with the current situation of the Sludge Swamp, and a guess flashed through his mind.

"...The extraordinary potions used in the Sea of ​​Repentance have always been controlled by the big family, right?"

Rogge looked at Luther and said in a deep voice.

Only then did he suddenly realize a problem.

Doyle is a member of the Dewes family, and the Dewes family is one of the families that controls the formula for extraordinary potions.

So, is today's marsh of decay a microcosm of the sea of ​​penitence in the past?

Luther was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then frowned slightly, looked at him in surprise and said, "What else?"

Hearing this, Mira couldn't help but frown and asked: "Then why not teach the extraordinary potion formula and the potion master's techniques to more people?"

"Yes, yes, aren't there more extraordinary beings and potion masters?" Nomi nodded in agreement.

Luther shook his head: "It's not that easy. The elders and teachers in the clan have long told me that this is an extremely difficult and unfeasible thing."

"The first is the danger of the extraordinary potion itself. Not everyone can bear it..."

"The second thing is... let alone learning potion knowledge, many people are illiterate and they don't have that talent..."

"Finally, there is the problem of potion materials. It is very difficult to obtain some potion materials, and there is no way to make them in large quantities..."

After listening, everyone fell into deep thought.

But Rogge understood instantly.

Today's marsh of decay is a microcosm of the sea of ​​penitence in the past.

In the sea area dotted with countless islands, on the islands with only a small number of people, a large family with extraordinary power firmly controls the magic potion formula, which is the lifeblood of mankind.

The entire Sea of ​​Repentance can support a very large population indeed.

If most people have extraordinary power, then with a huge population base, it will definitely be enough to give birth to a large number of extraordinary powerful people!

If extraordinary power were applied to human development, such as production and invention, with the help of magic potions, then the human race would definitely have taken off long ago.

But here comes the problem.

Will these big families contribute extraordinary potions to ordinary people, or... their slaves?

Impossible, this is digging their roots.

It’s not that they can’t, it’s that they don’t want to.

The danger of the potion itself does exist objectively, but Rogge doesn't think anyone will give up on mastering extraordinary power because of this danger.

And the fact that they are illiterate... happens to be the basis for Rogge to conclude that these big families do not disclose the knowledge of potions just to control their power.

Is everyone in your extended family able to read and write from birth? Who can read if no one teaches them?

The restriction on potion materials was what Rogge found most ridiculous.

As a potion master, he knew this all too well.

There are countless extraordinary creatures and monsters in this world, so the potion material itself is not a problem at all.

The real problem lies in the acquisition of potion materials and the formula of the potion!

Obtaining potion materials may be relatively difficult, after all, some powerful monsters are indeed not easy to mess with.

But Rogge knew exactly why this difficulty arose.

The number of extraordinary beings is insufficient, and the number of magic potion formulas is insufficient.

The insufficient number of extraordinary people leads to a shortage of strong people, which in turn leads to difficulties in obtaining potion materials.

The insufficient number of potion recipes resulted in a single target of potion materials.

These factors will all result in an insufficient number of extraordinary beings.

so……

The fundamental reason for the failure of the extraordinary group... lies in the human social system.

It is a small island with a sparse population and insufficient resources. The big family also controls the formula of extraordinary potions and the source of its power.

The key is to control it. If the number of extraordinary people is large enough, it will inevitably give birth to top powerhouses, and then lead to external development, and the situation will be even higher.

But they can't.

Even assuming there is a way to break human restrictions in the fog of the border.

So, a person who comes from a big family, has no worries about food and clothing, and possesses powerful extraordinary strength... Who would be so stupid that he would risk his life in the dangerous border fog?

Under such circumstances, it would be strange if there were enough extraordinary people to explore!

Luther in front of him, Doyle on the stake, Svika who escaped into the swamp of corruption, and resisted the eclipse of the church...

These people may have noble thoughts, and they want the human race to continue without being enslaved.

But after all, they were blinded by the current civilization system and the class they were in, and did not figure out where they lost.

Therefore, it is not the human body that shackles humans, but... humans themselves.

After thinking all this clearly, Rogge couldn't help but fall silent.

He subconsciously began to think about Magrela, Scott, and even the Black Tide City.

Along with his silence, the atmosphere at the scene couldn't help but fall silent.

Fortunately, Rogge quickly came back to his senses and looked at Luther in front of him.

Then, he leaned on the table with his hands around his chest, leaned forward slightly, and looked at him calmly.

"Mr. Luther, if possible, don't you want humans to rise again with the help of extraordinary power?"

"...Of course I do." Luther was just confused for a moment and nodded without hesitation.

"Well, I need you to do me a favor."

Hearing this, Rogge smiled and stood up.

...

"Hmm... hum..."

The relaxed and cheerful humming sounded throughout the dark tunnel.

Doyle's steps were quite comfortable, and he moved forward in the tunnel at an unhurried pace.

He held an oil lamp in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

This dark and gloomy tunnel seemed to be full of pleasant breath in his eyes.

After walking for quite a long time, he finally reached the end of the dark tunnel.

However, at the end was a thick rock wall.

As if it had sensed someone coming, after a liquid-like rolling on the rock wall, a transparent long strip of creature appeared.

It paused at Doyle's neck for a moment, its nostrils contracted, and it sniffed hard.

After a moment, it nodded humanely.

Then, a very crude mouth appeared on its top, and it asked Doyle a question.

"You are a man with nothing but handsomeness, and your wife is extremely ugly but rich, so you said to her on your wedding night..."

Doyle touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then said to it seriously: "Dear, I will love you forever."

"Oh~ What a clumsy lie..."

The transparent long creature tutted twice in dissatisfaction.

"Welcome back, Agongos, turn right."

As its voice fell, a dark passage appeared on the right.

In response, Doyle just shrugged, without turning, and "bumped" into it head-on without hesitation.

But as Doyle moved his feet, his body slowly disappeared into this thick rock wall...

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