Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

From Sicily in the south of Italy, to Genoa in the north, to Marseille and Paris in France, and finally to all directions of Europe.

When I returned to Paris from Beauxbaton College and wanted to seek revenge for those thugs, I realized...it was too late...

Paris has almost turned into a dead city...The streets and alleys are full of corpses and patients waiting to die...Every block is written with scarlet paint with big danger, no approaching! 'The words.

Those thugs who ruined my family also flocked to various parts of Europe with the fleeing crowd. It is really difficult to find them! "

Having said this, Nicolas raised his head again, as if seeing Wang Xuebin's doubts, and explained softly:

"It was the [-]th century at that time, the transportation was backward, and the communication methods were not developed. In addition, I was not a master alchemist at that time, and my mastery of magic spells was only at an average level!

It can be said that relying solely on my mediocre natural strength and the backward social conditions, it is almost impossible to find the hiding places of those thugs!

Until that evening... I met him..."

"The man you're talking about...isn't it the Philosopher's Stone?"

On the opposite side of Nicolas, Wang Xuebin frowned, his eyes were fixed on Nicolas, and his voice was full of solemnity.

"Yes! It's the Philosopher's Stone!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's question, Nicole May smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and said:

"I still clearly remember that evening, the wind was very strong and the weather was very cold, but at that time, my heart was full of fire!

It was a male corpse wearing a black double-breasted robe, the kind of double-breasted robe that was popular among wizards in the fourteenth century.

The corpse was already very old and out of shape, at least one hundred and fifty to sixty years old. Inside his neck, there was a small pocket made of black rope, only the size of a thumb! "

"The size of a thumb?"

On the side, Wang Xuebin, who heard Nicole May's words, frowned again, stretched out his hand, and a glass jar containing shining blood-red gemstones appeared in his hand out of thin air.

The moment he took out the jar, the runes on the walls of the alchemy laboratory all emitted soft golden light.

The golden light illuminated the somewhat dim laboratory, but Wang Xuebin didn't pay attention to these, but looked at the baby's fist-sized Sorcerer's Stone in his hand, and had some guesses in his heart.

"...Yes, I remember it very clearly, it is the size of a thumb!"

Nicole May also saw the Philosopher's Stone placed on the ground, intersecting with the golden light, showing a slightly nostalgic look.

"...the bag made of black rope, faintly revealing red blood, I was very curious at the time, very curious...

Driven by curiosity, I forgot my fear, reached out and hooked the head of the cold and stiff corpse, and removed the bag around his neck...

As I was taking it... a red gem the size of a knuckle fell out..."

As he spoke, Nicolas raised his hand and lightly stroked the "Book of Abraham" placed on the alchemy table, recalling:

"...I knew him... instantly recognized him...I knew his name long ago...know what he does...I used to dream of having him...and now.. .He just appeared in front of me..."

While stroking the book on the alchemy table, Nicole May murmured in a low voice. Rather than talking to Wang Xuebin, it was more like talking to himself!

"...the Philosopher's Stone, a treasure that can break the authority of fantasy and reality...the Midas touch, the potion of immortality, the revitalizing element...

It can be said that there is no alchemist in the world who can be indifferent to him... Of course I am no exception..."

Nicolas continued to flip through the "Book of Abraham" on the alchemy table, and said while flipping through:

"...That's right, I'm still very young, and I haven't even thought about making a potion of longevity. The first thought I had when I got the Philosopher's Stone was the hope of revenge..."

As he spoke, he turned the Book of Abraham to the page about the Philosopher's Stone, and handed it to Wang Xuebin who was sitting opposite him.

"...That's right, all I thought about at the time... was revenge..."

I saw that the book was densely packed with cuneiform characters, and on the side of the cuneiform characters were the bloody words written by Nicolas in Latin.

'eye for eye! '

Chapter 499 LeMay's Past - The Crazy Stone

"eye for eye..."

To be honest, if Wang Xuebin hadn't seen this line of sharp-edged Latin with his own eyes, he would have been unable to connect this amiable little old man in front of him with an executioner who was determined to revenge!

"That's right, it's a blood debt!"

Nicole May looked at this line of small characters, and said reminiscingly:

"...After getting that thumb-sized Philosopher's Stone, I didn't have any other thoughts. The only thing I was thinking about was paying blood!

Peverel's parents, a younger brother, three younger sisters, two nephews, 22 servants in the family, four cooks, and a housekeeper...

35 lives, someone must be responsible for him! "

Nicolas' tone was very serious, and her face became serious.

"...It took me a month to collect the raw materials needed for alchemy through various means, and use the Philosopher's Stone to purify them and give them vitality...

It took another half a year to practice and experiment with my own ideas about alchemy, and created a lot of things that I think I can use.

Later, I also used the Philosopher's Stone to make a batch of gold, which was used as my expense on the way of revenge...

By the time everything was ready, a year and a half had passed, and finally, I could embark on a journey of revenge..."

As Nicolas said, his tone became more and more serious. At this time, he could not see the slightest joy of revenge, but the sadness and remorse were more intense.

"...I clearly remember the appearance of those people, and I also clearly remember the names of those people. They are idlers in Paris, living by stealing and blackmailing...

I invented a compass that can sense names. As long as I provide a little mithril, which is full of active silver, to replenish the rune consumption, I can find the person I want to find! "

When Nicolas said this, she paused for a moment, put her hands on the ground, stood up slowly, and moved her stiff legs and feet.

"Ang, Antoine fled to Marseille, Anleman, Barr, Cesar fled to Luxembourg, David, Owen, Florent, fled to Belgium...

One after another, I found them and gave them the punishment they deserved. I smashed their limbs, stepped on their private parts, and watched them die from blood loss bit by bit...

Maybe... I'm a cruel person..."

Hearing Nicole May's lament, Wang Xuebin raised his brows, and began to persuade:

"...To be honest, I don't think you need to blame yourself so much!

Although you didn't mention the evil deeds of those thugs, but based on my experience, I can guess what they did...

To be honest, if I were you, I would definitely be more ruthless than you, I will not let my enemy face death happily..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's reassurance, Nicole May not only did not feel relieved at all, but shook his head sadly, did not respond to him, and continued to talk.

"...People who fled are scattered all over the southeast, north, south, and north. My journey of revenge is also quite difficult. However, driven by the hatred in my heart, I have no intention of giving up slack at all. I run here and there every day...

Until... the Philosopher's Stone is about to run out of power! "

"Will the power of the Philosopher's Stone run out..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Nicole May nodded lightly, turned around and came to Wang Xuebin, supported his shoulders, slowly sat back on the ground, picked up the magic stone jar on the ground, and explained softly:

"The power of the Philosopher's Stone is very great. It can replace everything you want, but the conservation of matter and energy is an eternal law in the world. Even the magical Philosopher's Stone must follow this point!"

As he said that, Nicolemet held the glass jar in both hands, held his breath, and activated the magical power in his body.

With the stimulation of magic power, the light scattered by the magic stone became more and more dazzling.

At the same time, under Wang Xuebin's watchful eyes, the inner wall of the glass jar that is close to the Philosopher's Stone was gradually transformed into gold from point to surface...

"...Huff...Huff..."

This seemingly incomparably easy job made Nicole May gasp heavily. He breathed heavily, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

Obviously, this seemingly easy move definitely consumes a lot of energy.

"...Nothing can break the law of conservation, and the Philosopher's Stone is no exception. Moreover, the energy inside the Philosopher's Stone can only be consumed and cannot be replenished. Once the energy of the Philosopher's Stone is exhausted, it will be separated from the An ordinary stone is no different...

So, in order to be able to continue to have it...to be able to continue to take revenge, I have only one choice..."

Nicolas put down the golden pot in his hand, silently lowered his head, and said softly:

"...recreate a Philosopher's Stone!"

"The current Philosopher's Stone...was it you who made it at that time?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Nicole May nodded slightly, his head still hanging down, and no one could see his expression at this time.

"...in the miraculous "Book of Abraham", there has long been a method for making the Philosopher's Stone.

It's just that I didn't have the main material for making the Philosopher's Stone at that time, so I can only look at the making method of the Philosopher's Stone...

But that day, I had the main material for making the Philosopher's Stone..."

"...Is the main material of the Philosopher's Stone another Philosopher's Stone?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Nicole May finally raised his head, glanced at Wang Xuebin with red eye circles, and nodded silently.

"...That's right, the Philosopher's Stone is very magical. To make this magical treasure, another Philosopher's Stone must be used as a raw material...

This is also the reason why another Philosopher's Stone has not been born for thousands of years...

In an era, there is only one Philosopher's Stone, it is like a phoenix, a new beginning is built on the old end! "

Looking at Nicole May's expression, Wang Xuebin couldn't help but frowned. He stared closely at the pair of gray eyes beside him, and asked in a concentrated voice:

"...What are the other materials for making the Philosopher's Stone?"

Hearing this question, Nicole May's body couldn't help but startled. After a long silence, she slowly closed her eyes and replied softly:

"In this world, there is a very magical power that can be transformed into all attributes including magic...

And this kind of power is the fundamental source of the great power of the sage stone...he is..."

"soul!"

Without Nicole May revealing the secret, Wang Xuebin gave the answer directly. He narrowed his eyes slightly, frowned, and stared at the golden jar in front of him, as if he wanted to see through the golden jar and see through the magic stone inside the jar. Like!

"I should have thought...

In this world, apart from the magic power of the soul, what power is there that can make an ordinary stone break the boundary between fantasy and reality..."

"...yes...you are very wise...a soul..."

"...so...how many souls are needed to make this thing..."

Wang Xuebin's voice was not loud, but it frightened Nicole May to tremble. After trembling for a long time, he said slowly:

"...a lot of..."

"How much is a lot?"

"...At least...100 million..."

"..."

Chapter 500 A Sudden Invitation

"...At least...100 million..."

"..."

To be honest, even though Wang Xuebin had already made some preparations in his heart, when he really heard this huge number, he was still shocked from the inside out!

What is the concept of 100 million?

Even if it is to kill a person every ten seconds, it will take a full 110 days, 24 hours a day, without sleeping or resting, without eating or drinking, and this is barely enough to kill...

Not to mention 100 million human lives, just say 100 million corpses, all spread out, can fully cover 140 standard football fields...

Wang Xuebin asked himself that he was definitely not a good person. In the past world, he had also killed people wantonly because of war or revenge.

But even if he traveled through so many worlds, the lives he killed directly or directly or indirectly were nothing more than that...

"...Did you do it all yourself?"

To be honest, looking at this frail little old man in front of him, who might die suddenly with a bang at any moment.

No matter what, Wang Xuebin couldn't imagine Nicole May's fierce face, when he slaughtered millions of lives by himself.

You know, 100 million people is not 100 million pigs!

Even killing 100 million pigs by hand is by no means an easy task, not to mention the group of living ones who can talk, communicate, have emotions, and resist...

Witnessing the withering of life is an irreversible damage to one's own soul!

People who have experienced this kind of injury, even Wang Xuebin, who has an extraordinary nerve and will, cannot get rid of the deep-rooted sequelae!

When looking at people, I always unconsciously think about how to counteract if the opponent attacks me, or how to kill the opponent in the shortest time if the opponent is an enemy!

Whenever I saw Bai Nen's neck, I always wanted to go up and pinch it. Whenever I saw a new life, I always felt bored, and I either retreated or had a desire to destroy.

Wang Xuebin knows the reasons for these problems and has enough willpower to restrain them, but even so, he will find a place to vent his vigorous energy from time to time.