I have a role in the heavens

Laventi didn't care about Morris's show of weakness and still insisted on his own point of view. He washed his face in front of Morris, causing Morris's head to tilt back in an exaggerated way and his body to bend backwards, showing that Morris was extremely strong. of flexibility.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! But all the previous winners have opened up a new field, or discovered a new method or a new theorem. The periodic table of elements seems to be just a regular summary?"

"President Morris, I believe you cannot fail to see the great significance of the periodic table of elements. I agree with Mr. Laventi's proposal that Magician Ethan is eligible to receive the Holm Crown Award!"

Seeing that the battle was almost over, Gaston coughed before Laventi roared again, attracting everyone's attention, and then he agreed with Laventi's idea.

Maurice was a little helpless. He was one against two, not an opponent. He could only look at his allies. The allies represented by Florence, the member of the Affairs Committee, looked at Laventi's slight rise because of his roar. With a red face, he shook his head firmly and refused Morris's request for help.

Morris raised his right hand and pressed it, he could only throw it, and announced helplessly.

"Okay, I agree to award the Holm Crown to Evans, does anyone object?"

Laventi looked around with majestic eyes. His fighting power was astonishing. All senior members of the Will of the Elements with voting rights quietly put their hands down instantly. Several senior officials of the Holm Royal Magic Court moved their hands, but they still did not dare to raise their hands. No one wants to be washed by Laventi's saliva so early in the morning, especially some women, who are even more resistant to this outcome.

"I declare that the Will of the Elements and the Royal Magic Court of Holm have unanimously approved the decision to award Mr. Evans the Holm Crown Award."

Morris said seriously first, then his expression was slightly distorted, he looked at another blonde beauty, and said again.

"Now we should discuss the unique name of the Holm Crown Ring and the need for constant magic. It is best to be close to Mr. Ethan's periodic table of elements results!"

"As for the style design, leave it to Florence who likes to design jewelry styles."

The mature and gorgeous blonde Florence glanced at Morris with disdain and said with some complaints.

"Although I do like designing jewelry styles, and I am very willing to accept this task! But my dear teacher, you don't just want to save the design fee, do you?"

Florence is a sixth-level arcanist and an eighth-level magician. She has outstanding magical talent. She is less than seventy years old. She was the disciple of Maurice after he became the ninth-level mage. In just thirty years, she has reached a high level. A high-level magician, he became a member of the Magic Parliament Affairs Committee and a director of the Holm Royal Magic Court.

Morris coughed awkwardly to cover up his guilty conscience, and then with a serious look on his face, he spoke righteously to his students.

"As the dean of the Elemental Will and the president of the Holm Royal Magic Court, I cannot squander the organization's financial resources as you do."

When Florence heard this, she smiled sweetly, covered her red lips with her beautiful hands, and reminded her with a smile.

"Teacher, you said it wrong. He is the president of the Elemental Will and the dean of the Holm Royal Magic Court!"

Morris' old face was a little helpless, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. He quickly changed the topic and said with an extremely serious expression.

"Now there is a big question, who is this mysterious Mr. Ethan and where is he? We have just made the Holm Crown Award. How can we award it to him? He can't stay with us forever, right?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent. Even Laventi, the hair dryer, didn't know what to do. He still hasn't found the slightest clue about Mr. Ethan. How to find the winner is indeed a big problem!

On the tenth floor of Arlinge, Ivan Vincent walked out of the elevator again and stepped into the hall of the "Arcane" journal. Gavin saw Ivan Vincent's figure, stood up suddenly, and hurriedly walked over Ivan Vincent said very respectfully in front of him.

"Mr. Ethan, you are finally here. Your last paper caused a huge sensation. Countless arcanists are looking for your traces, especially the members of the Elemental Will. They unanimously passed a resolution and decided to transfer Hall to The Tombrow Crown Award is awarded to you, and we have already started designing a ring for you!"

Ivan Vincent didn't care about this. The paper he presented on the "Periodic Table of Elements" last time was just an introduction. Although it was of great significance, it would not cause the magician's cognitive world to conflict or collapse. It was just for the sake of Increasing his reputation will make his subsequent submissions easier.

"Mr. Gavin, I don't care about those honors. I have dedicated my life to arcana. Studying the reality of the world is my lifelong belief!"

"I am here this time to submit another article. I hope Mr. Gavin can help me forward it to the Arcane Affairs Committee for review to see if it can be published in the latest issue of "Arcana"!"

Ivan Vinson looked pious, but his heart was bleeding. The Holm Crown Award Ring is valuable and made of precious materials. There is also a high-level magic on it. It not only represents the highest glory in the elemental field, but also a A powerful magic item.

It's a pity that Ivan Vincent's identity is just a vest and cannot withstand verification. He can only submit articles and then disappear in a hurry, fearing that others will discover his true identity. Only after waiting for your goal to be achieved will you not care about the exposure of your identity.

"Mr. Ethan, you are really an admirable person with lofty ideals! No wonder you can achieve such high achievements at such a young age!"

Gavin looked at Ivan Vincent with admiration, his eyes shining brightly, even hotter than when he looked at Wendy. Ivan Vincent couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and took a step back. He didn't want to have any entanglements with men.

"Mr. Ethan, have you made any new discoveries? What aspect of research is it about in the field of elements?"

Wendy also looked at Ivan Vincent with bright eyes, clasped her hands tightly together, put them on her chest, and asked with incomparable admiration.

"No, this time my thesis is about artificially synthesized substances. I would like to ask you to help me forward it to the arcanist for review!"

Having said that, Ivan Vincent took out a paper. This was his carefully selected research result. It was a paper that could have an impact on some magicians and priests. Of course, not all magicians would be affected.

Ivan Vinson's paper this time has precise targets, necromancers and priests of the Church of Truth. The "Arcane" journal is not only circulated in the Magic Council, but also in the archrival Church of Truth. This is because the Magic Council There are always some new ideas that will impact parts of the Holy Scriptures of the Church of Truth.

In order to stabilize the Church of Truth's faith, Pope Benedict II had no choice but to keep pace with the times. Based on the latest discoveries of the Magic Council, he constantly adjusted the contents of the "Holy Code" and modified the divine arts. This was probably a last resort.

Ivan Vinson's paper involves the field of human vitality, and is even related to the origin of life. It will seriously impact the authority of the Lord of Truth, weaken the divine power, and also cause cognitive conflicts for the necromancers, causing The cognitive world collapses.

When Natasha was confirmed as Queen of Holm, Vicente, the Lord of the Dead, proposed an assassination plan. This proposal was rejected by the Supreme Council of the Magic Council and was not implemented. However, Ivan Vincent remembered this revenge. Come on, Natasha got the news from Mr. Hathaway.

"Mr. Gaston, this is the paper that needs to be reviewed today."

The elemental slave took the papers that needed to be reviewed and placed them on the desk in front of Gaston. When Gaston picked up the first paper, he saw a familiar name: Ethan.

Gaston couldn't help but straighten his back, not daring to have any contempt for Ivan Vinson's paper.

Gaston turned to a new page, and the title above was: "Experiments and Discussions on Synthetic Urea." As if there was an electric current running from the back of his spine, Gaston felt a strange slight tremor. His back straightened suddenly as he leaned on the back of the chair, and he read the following content carefully as if forgetting other things.

Then Gaston stood up with a solemn expression and rushed into the magic laboratory with extremely fast movements. He wanted to verify the correctness of this paper. If it was true, it would be interesting.

In the magic laboratory, for more than an hour, Gaston looked at the final experimental results in the reactor. The white and slightly red solid particles lay there quietly. Gaston released the identification technique with a solemn expression and waited for the results to be reported back. After returning, his strange dark yellow pupils shrank subconsciously, and he murmured extremely cautiously.

"It's really urea. This substance was synthesized without using any biological substances. It completely overturns previous theories and opinions!"

Gaston stared at the urea particles quietly, and there was silence in the laboratory. After a long time, the corners of Gaston's mouth gradually turned up, revealing an exciting and sarcastic smile, and said with gloating.

"Those guys from the Pale Hand who are playing with corpses are probably going to encounter big trouble this time!"

Due to differences in ideas and competition for interests, the secret friction and disharmony between the Will of the Elements and the Pale Hand has existed for a long time. As the director of the Will of the Elements, Gaston has competed with the high-level magicians of the Pale Hand many times, both covertly and covertly. Seeing that the theory of human vitality seems to be overturned, he is of course very gloating about his misfortune. Anyway, his meditation environment has nothing to do with the human body. The theory of vitality has very little to do with it. A slight adjustment will have no effect at all.

Gaston packed up the reactor and was about to walk out of the magic laboratory when his door was slammed open and the magic arrays arranged above were silently shattered.

"who?!"

Gaston immediately became alert and asked sharply. A spherical shield shining with seven colors of light instantly appeared around Gaston. This was a seven-ring magic, a spell reversal barrier with amazing defensive power.

The intruder did not answer, and was followed by a loud bang. The door of the magic laboratory and the magic arrays were all knocked away. The magic light stimulated by the magic arrays hit the intruder. However, the energy of the nine-ring magic surrounding the intruder was absorbed and resolved.

"Gaston, have you seen this latest paper submitted by Mr. Ethan? Especially the last part, the experiment of artificially synthesizing urea!"

Laventi looked excited, with obvious excitement and joy, and his loud voice sounded in the laboratory.

Gaston stared at him blankly, thinking of the other person's character and style, he sighed, restrained his vigilance and anger, and said helplessly.

"Mr. Laventi, when you enter my laboratory from now on, please knock on the door first, please?"

"Oh, I'm so excited. This is a masterpiece that can overturn the necromantic theory of human vitality! Have you read it?!"

Laventi didn't pay attention to these details. They were not important matters and not worth wasting his energy. With excitement and excitement in his voice, he asked again.

At the same time, Laventi also saw the reactor and the magic test tube placed next to it, which contained the urea that Gaston had just experimented with.

"Have you completed this experiment too?!"

Gaston looked behind Laventi, made a downward gesture, and told Laventi to pay attention, speak in a lower voice, nodded.

"Yes, Mr. Laventi, I have verified the experiment designed by Mr. Ethan and synthesized urea using non-living gases, but I think this is not enough to deal a decisive blow to those guys who played with corpses!

"Urea may not be recognized as a living substance by the people of the Pale Hand. As long as they don't agree, they can still maintain the completion of their knowledge of the world!"

"By the way, Mr. Laventi, you didn't show this paper to anyone else, did you?"

"of course not!"

Although Laventi has a fiery and impatient personality, he can become a ninth-level arcanist and has no problem with his intelligence. He frowned slightly and understood Gaston's thoughts and meanings as soon as he thought about it.

"You want to hide it from the necromancy group first, and then publish the paper together after the decisive results are obtained, directly giving a major blow to the group of guys behind the pale?"

Gaston confirmed Laventi's conjecture, nodded solemnly, and said in a low voice.

"Mr. Laventi. You see, there are only two words "element" and "alchemy" on the surface of the paper, so when the paper was classified and reviewed, it was considered to have nothing to do with the necromancy and was sent to our elemental will. In other words, the necromancy system People don’t know about this experiment, and the news hasn’t been revealed yet!”

In fact, this was done intentionally by Ivan Vincent. He knew that the Pale Hand and the Elemental Will could not deal with each other. In addition, the Elemental Will was founded by Mr. Hathaway and was considered one of his own, so he deliberately included this article. The paper was sent to the higher-ups of the Elemental Will to fight against the Pale Hand.

Just as Ivan Vincent had planned, Gaston wanted to use this above-board research result to hit the Pale Hands hard and make them suffer a big loss.

"I don't agree with your opinion, Gaston."

Laventi shook his head seriously and rejected Gaston's idea. He had a more direct personality and had more bottom-line principles, so he objected.

"Such subversive research results are different from unique magic. Regardless of whether they are subversive or not, and whether they can cause a major blow to the Pale Hand, they should be announced as soon as possible for all arcanists to see and discuss. In this way Only then can we find the direction of breakthrough and the method of synthesizing decisive substances in the shortest possible time, bringing about new developments in arcane research."

"Gaston, have you forgotten the spirit that the Magic Council relies on to survive? Verification of true exploration and positive and honest communication! Although we are people of the will of the elements, we are even more members of the Magic Council!"

Gaston thought for a while, reluctantly gave up his thoughts, agreed with Laventi's point of view, and compromised.

"Okay. But this will spark extensive discussion. However, I am a little worried about whether it will pose a threat to Mr. Ethan's safety."

"The madmen at the Pale Hand are very twisted and crazy, and they are very likely to directly seek trouble for Mr. Ethan!"

Laventi is the vice-president of the Will of the Elements, and direct announcement of the artificial synthesis of urea would also cause a blow to the Pale Hand, so Gaston did not insist.

Laventi frowned upon hearing this, and after thinking for a long time, not knowing what to do, he said helplessly.

"Mr. Ethan is elusive. Until now, no one knows where he is. If he hadn't submitted the article, we wouldn't even know there is such a person. Even if we want to protect him, there is nothing we can do!"

"But that's fine. We can't find any trace of Mr. Ethan, and it's hard for the Pale Hands to find him. It shouldn't pose a danger to his safety!"

In the early morning of the next day, many arcanists are accustomed to reading project briefings while having breakfast to learn about the latest research status.

The Necromancer of the Pale Hand, Menschak drank slowly from a glass of milk, with a plate of bread and butter and a project brief spread out in front of him. As a senior member of the Pale Hand, Menshak is nearly four hundred years old and has long been transformed into a lich. Enjoying delicious food is just a psychological comfort. He is currently responsible for the fifth-ring arcanist and the seventh-ring necromancer. A research group.

Menschak looked at the paper quietly, and his bony hand, which was only covered with a layer of skin, began to tremble. This hand is usually firm and strong, capable of accurately dissecting corpses, never making mistakes, and capable of completing spell-casting gestures of any difficulty, but now it has lost control and is trembling crazily, unable to even open a thin page of paper. It can be seen how much impact he received deep in his soul.

"Absurd! Inferior! How can this kind of paper be published in a briefing?!"

The wind was overflowing, the black air was permeating, and the smell of death was everywhere. Menkesha's deep and hoarse voice sounded, as if it contained endless anger and hatred.

"Ethan, and those bastards like Elemental Will who don't understand the mysteries of life, dare to question the composition of the human body? If I see him, I must give him a lesson."

Menschak forgot that the briefing was just a newspaper sharing the research status of each group, without any review and standards.

"No, I want to conduct an experiment immediately to expose this despicable lie!"

Menshak stood up abruptly. His facial muscles and skin made of human body seemed unable to suppress the anger hidden in his heart, and black gas came out, which was terrifying.

A similar scene also occurred in most research groups, and the reactions were very violent. However, the arcanists who were good at the elements were shocked and stunned, and then they all ended their breakfast with gloating to do experiments to verify the results of the paper.

The necromancers behaved differently, some angrily tore up the briefing, some anxiously wandering in circles but not daring to deny the magic experiment, some forcibly suppressing their unstable emotions, and some notifying the top management of the Pale Hand. There are those who are filled with hatred and want to teach Ivan Vincent a lesson.

In the magic laboratory, there was a clanking sound of metal objects falling to the ground.

Menshak's face was frozen and gloomy, and the red flames flickering in his eyes were so dim that they were almost extinguished.