Chapter 521 Record

"What is this?"

The crystal-clear leaves were exposed to the sun, emitting bursts of emerald green light.

Hermes felt a surge of active vitality in his heart just by being illuminated by this light.

The leaves of the golden apple tree? Impossible.

Although Hermes had not seen the golden apple in this real world, he had seen the sacred tree of the Earth Mother more than once in the original virtual interface.

It is the ancestor of all plants in Chaos, and its power is indeed extraordinary, but the vitality of the golden apple tree is far less than that of the one in front of him.

This is not just a difference in quantity, but also an essential difference.

"This is the [Leaf of Nordrassil], Mr. Hermes, you certainly haven't seen it, because it doesn't belong to the human world."

"The great Midgard Serpent planted the sacred tree that runs through the Nine Hells in the soil full of sin. It purified the chaotic and filthy blood, and finally bloomed a flower full of wisdom."

"And it, the leaf of the sacred tree, carries the power of my Lord."

"With its assistance, even the artifact of the goddess of fate is not so indestructible."

He smiled the moment before, and his expression became pious and enthusiastic the next second.

Except for making some minor changes to the origin of the leaf, Ryan behaved like a true believer.

Of course, strictly speaking, he didn't lie. After all, the sacred tree Nordrassil was indeed derived from the power of Yggdrasil. From the perspective of plants, there is nothing wrong with saying that they are the same thing.

And at this moment, in this leaf, it carries a magic flame of the Midgard Serpent that is enough to destroy everything.

The power of the flame comes from the broken Muspelheim, and the carrier is a wisp of the eternal flame in Odin's treasure house.

As a relic of the old world, it survives in the new world, and naturally contains a little concept of destruction and rebirth.

The Atrium Snake finally integrated them together with its own power, and finally gave it the power to burn the sky.

Although Hermes didn't know its origins, when Ryan gently urged the leaves, a trace of breath spread out from it.

It was obvious that the Starlight Gate, which was originally difficult to maintain, shook violently, and even the dripping black water slowed down by three points.

"..."

"... Mr. Ivan, please allow me to pay the highest respect to the great Atrium Snake... But forgive me, as a spellcaster, I don't mean to offer faith to that god..."

Hermes' heart was almost unable to maintain the expression on his face, and he couldn't help but set off a storm.

He actually knew a little about the existence of the Atrium Snake.

For hundreds of years, the great alchemist had encountered some lives that claimed to be demons, and out of curiosity and exploration, he had communicated with them cautiously.

This is a life born extraordinary, with darkness and sin flowing in their blood.

What shocked Hermes the most at that time was that these demons claimed that they came from a world called Hell, which was not the same as Chaos's world.

There, there were two beings as powerful as the gods of the present world. The great alchemist had also questioned it, but the turmoil in the underworld more than a decade ago undoubtedly confirmed what those demons said.

However, unlike others, Hermes had a different view on that battle.

Perhaps because he had traveled through the virtual and real worlds, he also had a lot of his own experience in the operation of the interface force.

Zeus fell into a disadvantage in the collision at that time, but this does not necessarily mean that there is really any difference in the strength of the two sides.

If it was under the cover of the power of the present world, perhaps the victory and defeat of the two sides would be reversed... But at this moment, looking at the leaves in front of him, Hermes instantly overturned his past suspicions.

If this is a divine artifact, it can't prove anything.

But a leaf full of life must have its source from a sacred tree of the same strength.

Feeling the vast and profound power, Hermes' back was covered with cold sweat.

It's not that he hasn't seen great divine power before.

But this is the first time he has seen a divine tree of great divine power.

And the fact that a divine tree of this level is still unknown is beyond Hermes' imagination.

At this moment, he felt that he had come to the wrong place.

"Ahem... Mr. Ivan."

"I suddenly remembered that I still have a way to solve my little trouble."

Slowly taking a step back, Hermes explained carefully.

He wanted to solve the trouble brought to him by the goddess of fate, but this definitely did not include putting himself in a bigger trouble.

Feeling like retreating, the great alchemist tried to leave.

However, at the moment he retreated, the emerald leaves also took a step forward, still floating steadily in front of Hermes.

"It's okay, Mr. Hermes."

"The great Atrium Serpent is the Lord of Hell. Although he has thousands of believers and countless lives worshipping his existence, he cares more about a person's ability than his faith."

"In fact, even if you can't recite a single prayer, as long as you can perfectly execute the will of our Lord, you are a saint favored by its will."

The smile remained, as if he didn't notice Hermes' retreat.

Ryan spread his hands and enthusiastically faced this talented alchemist.

It must be said that the evaluation of later generations is still very credible in many cases.

And the legend about Hermes is no less than that of Zeus.

"Mr. Hermes, there is no need to refuse."

"Perhaps you have a good solution, but since you have the help of my Lord, why bother?"

"In fact, the great Midgard Serpent has long been concerned about your outstanding talent."

"Now that you come to me in person, isn't this also a kind of fate involvement."

"..."

Fate involvement?

What a nonsense involvement!

I am suppressing a goddess of fate in my hand now. You suppressed a goddess of fate in the past, and maybe the third one will fall into your hands in the future.

Now you are talking to me about the involvement of fate, what a joke of the Age of Gods.

However, although I think this reason is ridiculous, at this moment, Hermes can't say no.

As a believer in God, although the guy in front of him claims that the Midgard Serpent doesn't care about faith, Hermes doesn't dare to really believe it.

In any case, the other party can't use the gods he believes in to make a lie.

In this case, Ryan said that he had long been noticed by the ancient snake in the atrium, which was probably what really happened.

Damn... How could a great divine power, a great divine power that was not even in the human world, notice him, a small spellcaster who lived in Athens...

Hermes couldn't figure it out, but he had to accept the fact.

Because right in front of him, the brilliant divine leaf exuded a dazzling brilliance.

The breath it released was becoming clearer and clearer.

This was an invitation and a threat.

If Hermes accepted it, then this would be a gift from the monarch of hell to him.

But if he didn't accept it, then this might be a punishment to destroy him.

No one could refuse the personal favor of the great one, even the most capable mortals.

Pandora in front of Gaia was like this, and Hermes at this moment was the same.

"... Since this is the case, it really couldn't be better."

"Thank you, the great monarch of hell, for valuing me, and I will never let him down for helping me in the future."

The original text can be read in Liu # 9 x-on:Shu/Bar!

Taking a deep breath, with a forced smile, Hermes took the [Leaf of Yggdrasil].

Now that things have come to this, regret is useless.

Perhaps from the day he came here from the virtual world, he was destined to face these troubles.

The goddess of fate, the king of gods Zeus, or some other existence.

And the god of destruction who destroyed the virtual world and showed him a corner of alchemy...

Holding the divine leaf and looking at the figure in front of him, Hermes resisted the urge to punch him.

He was still too weak. If the [Gate of Truth] had been born in the world, he would never be so passive.

So since he must accept the "good intentions" of others, he must try his best to restore the power of the gods as soon as possible.

Even if it is still insignificant in front of the great, there will be room for maneuvering.

"Mr. Ivan, I still have some questions about the use of this divine leaf."

Hermes quickly recovered his mentality and asked immediately.

Now that I have the assistance of great divine power, I must forge a rare creation.

It will be a monument in the field of alchemy and an indispensable part of my future [Gate of Truth].

And speaking of which... didn't you say that the Serpent of the Courtyard only values ​​ability? Very good.

You don't want me to leave today, so I hope that when I become a god, you will be a god.

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Boom——

The center of the island, the mouth of the nameless volcano.

Floating in the air, watching the endless fire gradually rising in the lava, Hermes took out the materials he had prepared in advance one by one.

Lachesis's artifact, the stone ruler to measure fate.

The prototype of the Gate of Truth, and the goddess of fate locked in it.

The leaf of [Yuktrasil], which contains powerful vitality and wisdom, is not inferior to the source of life.

And a memory from his past extracted by Hermes.

Perhaps because he was the only life in the virtual world that survived, Hermes had long discovered that his memory also contained special power.

It was as if the world that had long been destroyed still existed in him and was able to continue in some way.

Hermes had some guesses about this.

In his power, for the real world, matter, energy, information and everything else can be transformed into each other.

His memory seemed to be just a past, but perhaps it carried the power after his death.

But the virtual world was virtual after all, and his transformation was extremely limited, so the "legacy" he inherited was probably not much.

Just like the sea and the steam rising above it, the difference between the two is as big as the sky.

Shaking his head slightly, no matter what the truth was, Hermes no longer thought about it.

The Starlight Gate was already riddled with holes at this moment, and even if there was no magic fire rising from the crater, it would have been broken into four pieces long ago.

Now is the most appropriate time.

With a finger, the artifact, which still looked like a cane, fell into the deep crater.

The flames licked the rod, and the artifact began to return to its original state, almost visible to the naked eye.

The scratches of time, the ancient symbols, and the faint light on the dark gray ruler.

It seemed to be aware of the danger it was in, and instinctively tried to get out of here.

However, in front of the blazing magic fire, everything was in vain.

The indestructible shell began to soften, and black mist rose from the gray stone body.

The backlash carried by the master gradually left the artifact and floated towards the door of the Starlight Gate.

The milky white liquid kept rolling on the ruler, and the true origin of the artifact could not be crushed.

Fortunately, Hermes had no intention of crushing it, he just wanted to turn it into the cornerstone of his creation.

The spirit was concentrated in one place, and the great alchemist felt that his state today was better than ever before.

The changes in the nature of things fluctuated in his mind, and inspiration was bursting every moment.

Until the moment when the sun was about to fall into the end of the west and the bright moon was about to rise, Hermes' spiritual hand began to dance.

The sun and the moon met, upside down.

He would create an unprecedented spectacle.

…

In the center of Navarin Island, seven days and seven nights passed quickly.

The runes he casually placed obscured the surroundings, making it difficult for nearby mortals to detect the movement he made.

Directly above the crater, the materials that were originally scattered had long disappeared.

All that remained there was a huge black furnace.