Nothing can stop the alchemist's desire for knowledge.

Just as a person's ambition is never able to be curbed, it is no different from the so-called "hope", the so-called "ideal" and the so-called "thirst".

Whether it is called beautiful or evil, their essence is no different.

If the living has original sin, then this original sin will always be with life when you open your eyes.

For the Alchemists of Helios, the existence of this sin is even more important.

The soul that loses the desire for knowledge has no value in existence, and the results of being satisfied with the status quo have no meaning to retain. What kind of alchemist is he who no longer desires more?!

For this "requirement" that extends to hell, they have made many sacrifices, including their souls and lives, and they are still unaware of their own good and unwilling to stop.

In order to master the power of the gods, you need to obtain matching talents.

If you do not have talent, then rely on those who have talent! If you cannot get talent, then create talent itself!

This is the origin of all this now.

In order to build an alchemist who took that step, they paid a long time and endless price to collect all the techniques they could use and overcome all the problems that were blocking the front.

It is not just the origin, soul, creation, etc. in alchemy... and even the genetics, life, eugenics, etc. of scholars!

All the techniques you use must be obtained.

All the power that can help you, then put it in it.

Endure the training, explore the unknown, and overcome difficulties.

What we finally came up with is the existence of an artificial grandmaster!

When everyone is about to despair, it comes like redemption!

All the price is worth it!

All sacrifices are about to be repaid.

But before that, before the man-made Grandmaster succeeds... there are more test items, more failed items, more defective items, and unusable waste, born from the cauldron of life.

Just like those ashes buried in the cemetery in obscurity.

Long before the birth of "Publius", he had countless blood relatives who had aborted into the darkness.

It is precisely because of this that Hedi came to this world.

His birth was even one step earlier than Publius.

Unfortunately, after inspection, although He Di possesses amazing talents, he still has no way to reach the realm of the Grand Master.

Ordinary people may have the possibility of improvement in their abilities. Unfortunately, before birth, Hedi's upper limit was destined... He could only seal it up, and when the verification is successful in the future, it will exist as a defect in the control group.

From the day he could understand the words, he got the truth about his birth.

But He Di never had any resentment about this.

Not everyone is born intact, but in the present situation, there are babies who have lost their siblings or blind and deafness at birth, right?

It's just a slight misfortune, which has some obstacles, but can still be overcome.

He accepted his destiny, the future, and even everything.

Even though they have never been perfect, they are born incomplete like themselves.

And now, he finally stood in front of the Grand Master.

Become his enemy.

"That's amazing, Hedi."

Garland opened his mouth and vomited hot blood: "I regard him as an opponent, but I ignore you."

"The gap above talent has long been all this, and that's right."

He Di calmly pulled out his dagger: "You shouldn't care about me if you have a small character like me, a clown like a jester."

Garland staggered to the ground, but before he landed, Hedi raised his hand and pulled him with invisible force, causing him to hang in mid-air.

Behind Hedi, those vague imitations of souls quickly contracted, turned into chains, pulled on Garland's limbs, forcibly shackled him.

Immediately afterwards, the blockade formed by the souls of the alchemists began to spread.

The dark matrix emerged from Garland's shell and proliferated, blocking the inside and outside like a cage.

This is a living seal.

Unlike those rigid shackles, only the will of the alchemists can completely cut off the connection between Garland and the outside world at every moment.

He was not even allowed to die.

As the scars closed, only drops of remaining blood fell to the ground.

"Don't worry, brother, I won't kill you."

Hedi said coldly, "Just limiting you here, it's enough."

Although some women are kind, in fact, this is the safest and most rational way to do it.

If the enemy is a master, you cannot underestimate the other party at any time.

Now that Publius is about to succeed, who knows what kind of changes will be caused by killing Garland? How terrible damage will a great master give his life?

Just imprison him.

Block the detention.

Totally powerless.

Make sure he cuts off all contact with the outside world and becomes a simple spectator, powerless bystander.

Garland turned his head with difficulty, looked at the matrix around him, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Who did you learn this from?"

"Is it very similar to what you did to Publius back then?"

Hedi told him: "You gave me this inspiration - it's much easier to deal with a great master than to live."

"I just... hope he can figure it out, think clearly, who he is...what he is going to do."

Garland laughed hoarsely: "I didn't expect that the Moon Prison could not control him. As early as the last time I saw him, I already understood that he had escaped... in a method I had never thought of."

"This is his fate, isn't it?"

"This is not his fate, He Di, shouldn't you know it clearly?"

Garland retorted coldly, "His obsession is stronger than I think, but where does your obsession come from? In order to create gods, he does not hesitate to create hell... When did you fall to this level?"

He Di thought for a while and shrugged: "People can change, don't they?"

"Yes, but are you really changing for yourself?"

Garland raised his eyes and stared at his face, this former friend and "blood relative", "The Hedi in my memory should be a talent who hopes that others can get happiness after understanding his own incompleteness!

From when did you become like this? Hedi? After comprehension of the limitations of his own abilities? Or, after observing the instigation of the flute-player, after becoming the chief, after inheriting the crazy knowledge and pollution of those alchemists?

Is all this really coming from the original idea?”

Garland asked hoarsely: "Do you still remember what you were like, Hedi?"

In the long silence, Hedi didn't speak.

Just quietly staring at the sun wheel gradually falling toward the black tower in the distance.

After a long time, I laughed silently.

It's like hearing a ridiculous joke.

"It's just a change, is it strange?"

He turned around and asked in confusion: "Is it different from being changed by the flute player and being changed by others? When you say that, have you not discovered that you have also been changed by the world of the Astronomical Society? Learned by Shifu, learn by your students, your friends, and everything you encounter...

People will change, but they will become better and worse.

What’s ridiculous is that you regard ‘change’ as a disaster – isn’t the person in this world who wants to maintain oneself the most, hate change the most, and expects that you are eternal and unchanging, isn’t you right in front of you?”

He raised his hand and pointed to the tower of darkness in the distance.

The grandmaster Publius, who laughed, opened his arms and wanted to embrace the Void Sun Wheel!

"Look, if you want to be immortal, you want not to be wiped out by this world... the price is to destroy this world." Hedi said, "This principle is that simple, but you just don't want to understand."

Garland didn't say anything, or he didn't want to say anything anymore.

For madmen, any kind of advice is useless.

"By the way, there is another thing you may have been wrong." Hedi told him seriously: "I chose my own depravity, not because of other things - it was not because of the flute-player who bewitched me, but because I took the initiative to find the flute-player."

"……Why?"

Garland's pupils stagnated for a moment.

Unbelievable, he raised his head.

I saw Hedi's contemptuous eyes.
To be continued...