I'm not a theatre god

"As the Second Hall said, the situation in the Wuji Realm is not right." The Sixth Hall walked towards the church door while speaking in a low voice.

"Well, I've been here once before... Although the climate is humid, there is haze all year round, and there is little sunshine, there are quite a few people living here, and there are people of all races. It is a holy place where cultures blend and collide." The middle-aged man looked around, "But now, there is not even a single person on the street." "I don't know if it's an illusion, I always feel that someone is staring at us..." "We are here as envoys from the Red Dust Realm. No matter how chaotic his Wuji Realm is, it is also one of the nine realms of mankind. No matter how brave he is, he dare not attack us... Otherwise, he will not only provoke a conflict between the two realms, but also a huge struggle within mankind. I guess that even if the Red Dust Realm's incident this time is related to the Wuji Realm, it should be a problem with a faction... It is better to contact the Witchcraft Association first and understand the situation in time." "That's what I said... But it's better to be careful." "Well." The two walked to the door of the church. After a group of guards stopped them, the middle-aged man took out two certificates from his arms and handed them out. "We are the messengers of the Red Dust Realm, this is our identification... You must have received the telegram from the Red Dust Base, you should know our purpose."

"Yes, we know your purpose."

The leading guard just glanced at the ID, then waved his hand and made way for the two, "Please, our president has been waiting for a long time."

Seeing this scene, the two halls felt relieved a little, walked straight through the crowd and entered the church.

In the church, no one received them, and no one guided them. The two could only walk through it with frowns, walked along the corridor to the depths of the church, and stopped in front of a magnificent golden door.

Looking at the golden door that was estimated to weigh several tons, the black-haired woman frowned:

"Wuji Realm... is it so rich?"

"There is a school called 'Alchemy' here, which can modify the basic structure of matter through equivalent exchange... But how much does it cost to exchange such a large golden door?"

Even the Sixth Hall, who had been to Wuji Realm and knew something about it, was surprised by the golden door at this moment. He put his hands on the surface of the door and was about to exert force. The latter seemed to be automatically controlled and opened inward with a low hum...

A brilliant and dazzling light reflected on the faces of the two halls. They saw the scene behind the door and were stunned in an instant.

It was a palace made of gold, gems, and various rare materials. The luxurious dome was inlaid with tens of millions of gems of various colors. The long prayer platform was made of white jade, and even the benches seemed to grow out of the gold on the ground. The magnificent scene in front of the two people was not enough to describe it.

At this moment, in the center of the church, a figure wearing a gorgeous robe and a jewel necklace on his fingers and chest was looking at them with a smile, and his hands were slowly raised, like an emperor bathed in jewels.

"The two envoys have come from afar, and I am sorry for not welcoming you!" Brand, who had a western face, spoke an ancient oriental saying as soon as he opened his mouth, with a hospitable smile on his face.

The two halls had not yet recovered from the shocking scene in front of them. When they heard Brand's voice, they turned their eyes to him. The fifth hall hesitated for a moment and still spoke:

"You are the acting president of the Witch Association, Brand?"

"Oh ~ Yes, it's me!"

"About our purpose this time, you must have learned from the telegram." The sixth hall said in a deep voice, "However, I still want to ask one more question, since you have received the telegram, why didn't you reply to the Red Dust Base in time?"

"I'm really sorry about this... There are a lot of things to do in the Wuji Realm recently, and I forgot to reply."

Brand held his forehead with one hand and answered with great regret.

Forgot to reply?

Hearing these four words, the faces of the two halls were a little gloomy.

Unless the situation is urgent, there are usually few telegram exchanges between realms. Once this happens, it means something big has happened... This is an extremely serious matter, and there are usually people responsible for the connection. When it comes to the Wuji realm, they just say "forgot" lightly?

They looked at each other, but still did not get angry, but continued to ask:

"Since your Excellency is so "busy", we can only ask in person... Regarding the attack in the Red Dust Realm, we have investigated a large number of suspected traces of Wushendao activities. How does the Witchcraft Association explain this?"

"I am deeply saddened by the experience of the Red Dust Realm."

Brand said, but he did not mean to be sad at all. He just sighed in a pretentious manner, and then took out a transparent container similar to a test tube from his arms and played with it in his hands.

In this container, a stone the size of a little fingernail, emitting a shining red luster, was shaking gently with Brand's movements, hitting the inner wall of the container and making a jingling sound.

Seeing this small red stone, doubt flashed in the eyes of the Fifth Hall, while the Sixth Hall, who knew something about the Wuji Realm and the Alchemy School, felt that it looked familiar and frowned unconsciously, as if he was recalling something in his mind.

Brand played with the stone and smiled at the two of them;

Behind him, three figures who had just escaped from the Red Dust Realm were standing there quietly with their heads down, like inconspicuous shadows.

"Is that... the Philosopher's Stone?" Finally, the Sixth Hall remembered where he had seen something similar.

"What stone?"

"In the Middle Ages in Europe before the Great Cataclysm, there was a group of people who tried to extract precious metals from base metals. They were called the 'Alchemy School'. In a sense, this was also the predecessor of modern chemistry." The Sixth Hall explained in a deep voice,

"Later, those who pursued alchemy expanded from Europe and gradually spread to every corner of the world, existing in various ancient civilizations...

With the development of the Alchemy School, some of them pursued greater goals, such as refining the so-called 'Philosopher's Stone', and studying 'artificial humans' through the knowledge of the Alchemy School; the existence of the 'Philosopher's Stone' was considered to be a 'miracle' that could make people immortal and their consciousness immortal...

But as far as I know, the method of refining the 'Philosopher's Stone' mastered by the Witchcraft Association today is to absorb, process, and distort a large number of human souls, so that it can become the fuel for the immortality of the soul. It is similar to the 'Eternal Lamp' extracted from human oil that was lit when the ancient emperors were buried.

However, to refine this 'Philosopher's Stone', millions of human souls are needed..."