Lord of Glory

Feng Lier's face was filled with pride, and she had a dagger she had obtained from someone unknown in her hand. She was looking at the shapeless Francis lying on the ground with a smile, and said with a smile: "The victory or defeat has been decided, Francis. The scroll is mine!"

To Paladin who was hiding behind the mushroom, Shi and the rotting Francis actually spoke. The remaining eye stared at Feng Li'er with hatred and said in a low voice: "Feng Li'er! You think you're going to kill me?" , the scroll is yours? Do you think the organization will watch you swallow the scroll in vain!" "The organization..."

For a moment, Feng Lier's eyes flashed with fear, and then were filled with waves of desire: "The organization basically regards the two of us as abandoned children. Although the organization has spent countless years looking for the scroll, there is no trace at all. What a harvest! Over the years, the organization has worked hard to place spies into the Free Masons' Union. But so far, none of them have been able to reach the top!

Although the two of us are professors and tutors, in this branch, there are still people like the dean who suppress us, and some secrets are kept secret at all and we don't even mention it! He is an old stubborn man who refuses to accept any benefits! We were treated as outcasts, dumped in this branch like garbage! Do you understand Francis! "

Francis's gradually decaying body trembled, and his only remaining eye unconsciously looked away. But he already agreed in his heart. "Yes, Feng Li'er is right. The organization has abandoned us. There has been no normal contact for three years. It has been very obvious that it has abandoned us. That abominable Illuminati, the God-defying Alliance of Rebels!"

Seeing that Francis was silent, Feng Lier suddenly shook the dagger in his hand and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Everything is over, Francis. Since you have lived well these past few years, I will give you a happy one directly Right. It's ugly to rot to death." After that, Feng Lier walked towards Francis step by step, raising the dagger in his hand.

"Bitch! You can't even think about what I can't get! Come sleep here with me!" Francis suddenly shouted with hatred, and the hand that was about to rot away the muscles suddenly raised and pointed at Feng Li'er.

But unexpectedly, Feng Lier didn't even think about it, and subconsciously jumped to the left! boom! A deep hole instantly exploded where Feng Lier had been standing. Feng Lier's body hanging in mid-air made a loud noise and let out a miserable scream. It knocked down several mushrooms and fell to the ground helplessly.

Paladin stood up in surprise, and suddenly saw that Feng Lier's legs were blown off at the base! Lying on the mushrooms screaming again and again. "Ahhhh!" Feng Lier covered her missing legs with a face full of pain, and could feel the strength in her body draining away rapidly. Feng Lier, who was extremely unwilling, screamed viciously: "Francis! How dare you...how dare you!" Looking back with difficulty, he saw Francis on the ground motionless, and his eyes had lost their luster. Maybe the blow just now consumed the little life he had left.

"Tch, the dead old ghost will never let me go until death..." Feng Lier's eyes were full of despair. Now that his legs have disappeared, even if he gets the scroll, he is determined not to get out until the time has passed and the seal is re-formed. . I can only bleed to death in this hellish place!

Ta-ta-ta, tap-ta-ta! And just when Feng Lier had the urge to commit suicide, the sound of footsteps coming from behind was undoubtedly like the dawn of hope. "Why is there still someone here?" With these thoughts in mind, Feng Li'er looked back with difficulty and saw a young man in shabby clothes and disheveled hair walking towards the stone statue holding the scroll with a greedy look on his face.

As soon as he saw this person, Feng Lier's pupils shrank instantly, and he couldn't help but said: "Paladin, the handyman? How did you..." But unexpectedly, Paladin didn't pay attention to Feng Lier at all, and looked at him intently. Ripley's scroll in the distance regarded Feng Li'er as if he were air.

Feng Lier's hair stood up instantly, because he saw the eyes of Paladin, this ordinary-looking, humble slave with no rights and freedom, but his eyes were burning with blazing fire! It is the **fire of chaos and desire, destruction and greed! At this moment, Feng Li was so frightened that he became silent and silently watched Paladin walk into the Ripley Scroll.

"Ah...is this...God?" Paladin walked to the stone statue and picked up the scroll on the iron box with trembling hands. Opening it carefully... To Paladin's expectation, on this scroll, apart from the three ancient characters at the bottom, there was a pattern, a very strange and strange pattern.

On it was a circle of naked humanoids, both male and female, kneeling on the ground with faces full of pain, forming a perfect circle. In the middle of the circle, a complex magic circle is depicted, with four patterns carved on it. Paladin, who has studied alchemy in depth, can see at a glance that this is the basis of magic and alchemy, the theory of four elements!

It represents the tetrahedron of fire, the icosahedron of water, the cube of earth, and the octahedron of wind. This is the composition of all things, the four elements! But in the middle, there is a huge human figure without a face, with clouds above its head and earth beneath its feet. No breasts, lower body is flat. It represents asexuality or bisexuality. This symbolizes the gods!

But on that blank chest, a heart was carefully carved. Exuding endless light. Right in the center of the entire circle! But that ancient text is the most ancient demonic language that is still rarely deciphered! Paladin is self-taught and has some expertise in deciphering demonic languages. What is written on it is the Philosopher's Stone! "The Philosopher's Stone! The great alchemy in the heretical legend, the fifth element, the universal elixir!"

Paladin's face was full of shock, and cold sweat was flowing all over his body. The legendary Ripley's Scroll is not difficult to understand, even surprisingly simple. Paladin, who had seen many alchemists' manuscripts borrowing a lot of code words and riddles, could tell at a glance how the Philosopher's Stone was made and what it was. But precisely because of this, he was shocked!

"How is it possible... that this Philosopher's Stone can decompose and reorganize matter at will regardless of mass?! This... is really the domain of God! But... he uses the lives of countless living people to refine materials. Control! Countless living people..."

At this time, the morality and conscience in Paladin's heart were awakened and began to attack his reason. Paladin couldn't help but took a few steps back, and the scroll in his hand fell to the ground without realizing it. Torrential waves were rolling in my mind!

"Human, countless lives! Do I have to sacrifice other people's lives to gain power? Do I have to take away other people's right to live? Is it wrong for me to do this? But this power, really It’s very tempting... No! I am a human being, a living human being! If I do these things, what’s the difference between me and an animal?”

PS: Don’t be fooled by the end of this chapter