Chapter 878 Fools

In the long silence, Huai Shi and the cheerful skeleton in the poisonous pool looked at each other. Neither seemed to understand why the other was so strange, and they were speechless.

Huai Shi finally coughed dryly, broke the silence, and asked tentatively:

"...Oh, why did you go down without saying anything?"

"ah?"

The skeleton was stunned for a moment, as if he finally understood something, unbelievable.

"You are so stingy, Agou!"

It widened its dark eye sockets and complained with full hurt: "I've invited you to drink so much, why are you so reluctant to part with just a little?"

Huaishi couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood, she only felt a pain in her head.

Are we talking about the same thing?

His whole body was not well.

"Aren't you afraid of being poisoned?"

"Poisonous? Where is the poison? Such a good wine." The skeleton looked at the pool where he was soaking in confusion. He didn't understand what Huai Shi meant, so he buried his head and took two more sips. "Don't this taste quite authentic?"

In the silence, Huai Shi did not speak.

Staring at it dumbfounded.

Watching the wine leaking from the gap in its jaw, it seemed as if it had undergone some magical quenching, and strands of pale gold emerged.

Just like formaldehyde meets bamboo charcoal, the essence of hell hidden in the divine wine is slowly shrinking. As the skull stirs and adheres to its skeleton, a faint cyan texture emerges from the originally pure white skeleton, which increasingly highlights the vivid feeling.

The corners of Huaishi's eyes twitched, and she felt: It seemed as if it had changed from a corpse that had been dead for a long time to... fresher?

"Wow, Agou! Look!"

The skeleton raised his hand, touched his head, and shouted excitedly: "I have grown hair!!!"

There is no time to correct the name Agou.

Huaishi had already seen the scene where strands of golden hair sprouted from the skull's skull. They grew from scratch and grew rapidly.

In the end, it became slender and straight, as bright and pure as gold wire...

So scary!

Huai Shi rubbed his eyes vigorously to make sure that he was not hallucinating: the skeleton in front of him had indeed grown hair after being soaked in the poisonous wine!

It's tight and firm enough to make a down-and-out cowherd move to tears. The only flaw is that it seems to only grow in the middle, not the sides?

It turned into a killer mohawk!

What a wonderful principle is this that causes such a change?

Huai Shi scratched her hair, feeling that the level of fantasy in this world had begun to soar rapidly again, and she could no longer keep up with the changes.

Especially when he confirmed that the curse in the divine wine had weakened significantly and was almost purified... the eyes he looked at the skeleton became passionate.

Is this the Grand Master?

Not only can it be placed on the stove, but it can also be used to brew wine!

Love it, love it!

Half an hour later, Huai Shi's pot was already heating up next to the wine pool.

The divine wine gradually boils, exuding a rich aroma that is intoxicating.

In the gradually rolling water, the skeleton put his arms on the edge of the pot, covered his head with a hot towel, and after assuming a comfortable position, he groaned happily.

"Hot spot, hot spot."

"okay!"

Huai Shi added two more pieces of firewood.

After the divine wine in the wine pool is transferred through the iron pot, it is thoroughly purified, and then falls into Huaishi's water tank drop by drop through a slender pipe.

In this way, a freshly baked toxin filter valve is ready!

At this moment, in the iron pot, the skeleton was enjoying the long-lost warmth. Holding the small cup in his hand, he raised his head and took a big sip. Little stars almost appeared in his moved eyes:

"Agou, you are so kind to me!"

Huai Shi, who was in front of the iron pot, raised his head, wiped his sweat, and smiled honestly: "In other words, why are we so polite?"

He casually pulled two books from the pile of classics next to him, tore up the classics worth tens of thousands of dollars and the manuscripts containing countless wisdom, and threw them into the fire to maintain the temperature.

No regrets.

It's not a serious book anyway.

At first, Huaishi had expectations for Helios, but after going through some of the alchemist's private collection these days, she realized that it was really dirty.

It was simply unsightly.

It can be said that although it would be unfair if they all died, killing every other person would definitely let someone slip through the net.

Just look at these guys' notes and hamsters.

Either those who study living sacrifices and biological alchemy in private, or those who have records of various soul experiments, and some are filled with various methods and precautions for dealing with various beings in hell... What's more, there are Various inhumane secret rituals and methods of obtaining materials.

Those guys have already crossed the ethical boundaries and entered the taboo category in the vast space.

He even dared to touch the realm of destruction elements.

In just a few decades, under the guidance of the flute player, the alchemists who monopolized the gods' legacy had fallen to a jaw-dropping level.

At first, it might just be for the sake of convenience that some steps were omitted and a more radical approach was adopted. Later, they became accustomed to repeatedly testing the edges of the boundaries until someone did not care about the cost for the results...

When the bottom line is gone, everyone will scramble to become depraved.

In order to circumvent the restrictions of the three major blockades, the increasingly crazy alchemists even tried to simulate the environment of old Gaia in the closed space of Helios to be closer to the ecology of the Age of Chaos.

That is not a harmless phenomenon like coral clouds, but an invasive species with endless consequences, a toxic environment that is absolutely incompatible with the current situation.

Even if he didn't succeed, he still left all sorts of mind-numbing records.

They actually revised twenty-one of the seventy-two hell sequences predicted by the ancient great master Solomon! It even complemented the production method of the ‘Supreme Four Pillars Asmode’.

How to form eighteen different manifestations of the essence of hell through the solidification operation of the soul. The masters of the eighteen hell groups devoured and fused with each other, assisted the secret ritual and the stigmata, smelted and transformed, and finally produced a product called Ah Smulder's authority, and then became the ruler of hell...

Even just deductions and speculations made Huai Shi's scalp numb.

The desire for hell has driven this group of people into madness. Even if they know that there is a taboo ahead, they still jump into the abyss full of confidence and hope.

In this process, there were many alchemists who were used as sacrifices, and many of them even used the knife on themselves...

It would be better to burn this kind of thing that will only become poisonous if left alive.

Once and for all.

While burning, Huaishi paused and glimpsed the end of the paper in his hand.

Different from the craziness and distortion of the content, the handwriting left by the writer is full of determination. It can be called an iron hook and a silver stroke, which penetrates the back of the paper.

Full of hope, I left a prayer for the future at the end.

——[I offer a small sacrifice today in order to harvest the fruits of redemption in the future. May the truth have mercy on you. 】

Seeking salvation and hope in hell, seeking truth...

It's like a bad joke.

But this is the essence of alchemy.

If he attributed the hell he saw to the corruption of the flute player, he would be underestimating Helios. Even if there were no followers of the flute player, I am afraid that it would be a matter of time before Helios loses control.

The existence of the element of destruction, the piper, is nothing more than a catalyst.

It causes organizational existence to fall into collective fanaticism and extremes, twists beautiful visions and ideals into hell and despair, and causes all huge futures to collapse themselves due to their own weight.

Those who pursue justice become lunatics who cannot tolerate a little sin in their eyes, those who long for truth play with fire and burn themselves, and those who look forward to salvation fall into hell... That is what He is best at.

As if he just casually pressed the switch representing the self-destructive impulse, everything began to rapidly change beyond recognition, until it fell apart and its original appearance was no longer visible.

"truth?"

The skeleton soaking in the iron pot saw the paper in Huai Shi's hand, as if he was drunk, and couldn't help but sneer: "What's the use of truth? It can't be eaten..."

Huai Shi was a little stunned, and threw the broken pages in his hand into the fire, looking at the remains of Publius, "I thought you would feel the same way."

"No, my uncle used to think about this stuff all day long, and something happened in the end? So, people with good brains like to think too much."

The half-cooked skeleton burped happily in the divine wine and came to the conclusion: "It's better to eat and drink!"

Absolutely.

Huai Shi is speechless.

You are still the remains of the Grand Master after all, but why haven’t you inherited any of the Grand Master’s qualities! Just thinking about eating and drinking...

But what he said does make sense.

It’s really good to eat and drink. Who doesn’t like having plenty of food and fish every day?

Huaishi couldn't help but feel the same and agreed.

But the skeleton began to sigh: "But it's not good to eat and drink too much. It will make you run outside and mess around...ah, I remembered it!"

It suddenly slapped its forehead and screamed.

"Huh?" Huai Shi subconsciously raised his spirits and saw the skeleton looking over, with a mane of magic mohawk blond hair, and said to him in a serious tone:

"My dad may not be a thing!"

In the long silence, Huai Shi's expression twitched, and she nodded with difficulty: "...Well, I can see it."

The skeleton waved his hand and emphasized seriously: "No, I mean, he seems to be messing around outside behind my mother's back..."

Then what?

Did you give birth to a little zombie?

Huai Shi looked up to the sky with an expressionless expression and sighed, Brother, why can't you think of anything useful?

Even if you think about anything you have done in the past, it is better than this!

He really didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort him with a look of helplessness: "Look on the bright side, it's not just your family? Maybe dad's species has the same urinary properties in the world."

"But this isn't right!"

The skeleton became more and more confused and scratched his golden hair: "I don't seem to have a father. No, who is my father? He shouldn't be a scum, right? No! Our Herman family has always been loyal to marriage... …”

Huai Shi rolled his eyes and planned to take this thing out of the divine wine to dry first.

You don’t even have a stomach, so why did you drink too much?

But the words that popped out of the skull's mouth at the end made him stunned for a moment, unbelievable.

"Wait! What did you say!"

The skeleton looked over blankly, thought for a moment, and repeated: "For marriage..."

"That sentence before!"

Huai Shi's eyes widened and she asked one word at a time: "What kind of family did you say you have?"

"Uh...the Helsings?"

"Didn't you just say Herman!" Huai Shi was so anxious that she wanted to hit someone.

"I...can't remember clearly..." The skeleton fell into a state of stupidity again: "Speaking of which, am I called Publius or Pavlov..."

Huai Shi rolled her eyes, already anxious to death.

He took out the Book of Destiny and repeatedly confirmed that he had heard correctly. What the skeleton said was indeed the 'Herman family'!

Hermann's?

The famous pure-blooded family, the inheritors of the holy name of the ‘Blessed One’, and an important backbone member of the Roman genealogy…

This is not the first time I have heard Huai Shi.

But Publius shouldn’t be a member of the Hermann family!

Quite the opposite...

Coincidentally, he happened to know a direct member of the Hermann family, and what was even more coincidental was that the other person also happened to be above Helios!

Don't you think this is a coincidence?

The senior leader of the Stone Cauldron Society, the legendary alchemist of the Roman lineage, and the giant who had been at the pinnacle of alchemy a hundred years ago!

At the same time, he was also the old bastard who tricked Huai Shi into Helios...

——Grand Master: Garland Herman!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but approach the skeleton, pick up its skull with both hands, raise it, and look at it carefully: "Brother, who are you?"

The innocence in the skull's eyes almost overflowed.

"I don't know either, brother, I'm just a corpse, okay? And it's only half of it... don't ask me such super-topic questions, okay?"

It picked up the wine glass in its hand, scooped a large glass from the pot, and put it into Huai Shi's hand.

"Come on, just drink and that's it -"

It was as if it never cared whether the friend in front of it was Huaishi or Agou.

It didn't bother to care whether it was Publius or Garland.

Is it useful to think so much?

It’s better to eat and drink!