“So, you’re responsible for the whole fuss in the capital?”
Nicholas II’s spirit body frowned, “You just committed mass murder in the capital to get the wizard’s marrow?
“I’m starting to regret it now.”
“Regret what?”
“I regret giving you the technology of the Sage’s Stone.”
Nicholas II gave Bernardino a dissatisfied glance.
He had no idea that Bernardino would do such an outrageous thing.
To put it crudely, there are so many Black Wizards in the capital. Can’t you just kill one of them?
Even if you want a spine of better quality, there is no shortage of Silver Rank Transcenders in the capital.
The Sage’s Stone, made with a Silver Rank Transcender, can be used seven to eight times. The length of each use reaches the standard combat duration of five minutes. Do you have to resort to an extreme method of entering the palace and directly extracting the spine?
“I don’t even know what you’re going to do with Sage’s Stone.”
The white-haired young spirit body frowned, took a few steps forward, and reprimanded unceremoniously, “Even if you have a grudge against that wizard, don’t you know how to keep it a low profile?
“Deal with the corpse, man! If it’s inconvenient, can’t you take the whole corpse away? Why do you leave a corpse without a spine?”
This time, I’m afraid I’m going to get into trouble.
I don’t know if I will be imprisoned or probably have Father Stone executing me.
After all, strictly speaking, I can even be regarded as “prison labor”.
When Nicholas II came to this place, he was forbidden to contact anyone.
After he taught Bernardino how to make “Hermes Sage’s Stone”, the old man immediately backstabbed him.
After taking the opponent’s spine, he did not destroy the dead body!
Isn’t this intentional to lead the clues to me?
Bernardino just smiled.
The old man in the wheelchair said unhurriedly, “I just need to use it to continue my life. That’s all.”
“Sage’s Stone is the perfect element essence and the greatest thing in the world. Even if we can’t craft it perfectly, it can still completely change a person’s destiny.”
Nicholas II emphasized, “Don’t just treat it as a tool or a reagent.”
“No, no, Nicholas.” The old man laughed in a low voice and whispered happily and contentedly, “Of course, I wouldn’t just treat it as a tool.
“It will be my blood, my fuel, my heart, my life, everything I hold dear, and the beginning of my destiny.” Bernardino spoke slowly, looking up from the wheelchair.
Hearing this, Nicholas II frowned slightly.
For some reason, he suddenly had a bad hunch in his heart watching this scene.
At his level, a “hunch” was not just a simple “premonition”.
Fortunately, he had also mastered some Prophet magic.
A faint yellow halo suddenly flashed in the pupil of Nicholas II’s spirit body. A hollow, metal clock pattern was imprinted in his pupil.
This was the Prophet School’s spell, [Limited Foreknowledge], which the Time Stopper Eye taught Nicholas previously.
The spell inventor was “Time Stopper Eye” himself. Although it was only a Silver Rank Instant Spell, it could be used to peek into the short future.
The process only happened in a short moment.
At the next moment, just as Bernardino raised his head…
“[Truce]!” Nicholas II suddenly shouted.
There was an indescribable sense of majesty in his Edict Spell.
The moment the words were uttered, they turned into substantial power.
Between Bernardino and Nicholas II, a transparent, crystal-like wall suddenly rose. The invisible repulsive force roared and pushed to both sides simultaneously.
But only Bernardino’s wheelchair was ejected, while Nicholas II’s spirit was still floating in the air.
“—The lion’s crown.” Nicholas II’s previously anxious voice instantly calmed down.
The wooden floor in front of him collapsed in an instant. It turned into scorching quicksand surging continuously, shining with golden brilliance.
In an instant, the room became arid. It was like a desert on a hot summer day and even more cruel than that.
If ordinary people were here, he would dehydrate after only three seconds; if it were a demon, they would suffer seven times the damage. Contacting the sand would ignite them in the blink of an eye.
These quicksands refined by Nicholas II were actually from the east of the Yaselan Continent, the living desert that almost engulfed the elves and centaurs.
The reason why the demons did not come to Yaselan was not that they were kind but because the demons could not cross that desert.
That was the Epoch Disaster.
Having swallowed and sank by the sea of ??sand with his bandages began to turn yellow and ignite spontaneously, Bernardino did not look flustered at all.
Seeing this, Nicholas II’s expression turned gloomy.
He raised his right hand again and began to chant quickly.
“Kubler’s Left Eye. Skip. Lily Wreath. Skip. The wolf that eats the moon should look up—” But, his chant had not yet finished.
Nicholas’s spirit suddenly froze under the stare of Bernardino’s brilliance’s right eye.
How?!
Even if the Spiritual Monk has absolute suppression power over spirit bodies, it shouldn’t be so effortless.
“Nicholas Flamel. I have something that I need to explain to you: Sage’s Stone. I’ve succeeded.”
Bernardino said with a smile, “That’s because of the spirit body I carry. He is your teacher, adoptive father, and the former Jade Tower Master, Isaac Flamel.”
Hearing this, Nicholas II’s expression suddenly froze.
At the next moment, a black cyclops rose silently behind Bernardino.
Then, like dripping oil, countless black liquid feathers emerged out of thin air from Nicholas II’s side. It quickly gathered towards the center, sticking to Nicholas II’s spiritual body piece by piece.
Nicholas II suddenly felt immense powerlessness when the first feather touched him.
He turned into a black stone sculpture in just three seconds, unable to move.
When Bernardino was about to be entirely engulfed by the sea of ??sand, the cyclops behind him reached out its hand and lifted him out of it quickly.
The skin was burned to the point where the bones were visible, but Bernardino did not panic.
Under Nicholas II’s astonished gaze, his skin quickly healed under a whiff of white smoke.
The exposed skin was soft and smooth, not as old as before, but with dense tattoos on it.
Nicholas II could see at a glance that it was covered with alchemical symbols of the Jade Tower’s lineage.
“This is the miracle you have created, Nicholas.” Bernardino laughed out loud.
He pulled the bandage off his face and stood up from the wheelchair.
The incomparably aged face had recovered to the age of less than 30.
His tan curls fell to his shoulders, and his deep jeweled eyes sparkled with confidence. It was just that his face, neck, and every part of his skin was engraved with transmutation circles.
Nicholas II instantly realized the truth after seeing the transmutation circle on his face.
Did he refine himself into a Sage’s Stone?!
It wasn’t the Sage’s Stone of the Hermetic School at all. It was more of a half-finished product.
It was to inject the liquid Sage’s Stone, whose completion reached no more than 70%, into the blood vessels. That would contain its power through the rune on the skin and continuously activate it.
“Immortality, the power of infinite elements, and the ‘herd’ gather around me. Now, I have reached the limit of mortals!”
Bernardino laughed and looked at Nicholas II, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, “Thank you for this, Nicholas!”
Nicholas II suddenly found himself able to speak again.
He said solemnly, “So, do you want to take away my spinal cord too?
“—as a token of appreciation to me?”
“No, I just want you to live a little more clear-headed.”
Bernardino had a mysterious smile, “When you go back, remember to cut your wrists in the sun and read out an occult knowledge about Mr. Ray.”
“What?!”
“Let me tell you a secret, Nicholas.”
Bernardino interrupted Nicholas II.
He opened his mouth with the majesty of a divine judgment.
“—[You once killed innocent people indiscriminately in the capital];
“—[You once founded the Nicholas School];
“—[You once created numerous demons].”
After hearing these three sentences, the Younger Bernardino smiled and waved his hand.
Nicholas II’s spirit body slowly sank into the black mud.
But at the next moment, he suddenly woke up.
When Nicholas opened his eyes from the chair, he suddenly felt ticklish in his throat.
“Where did you go?” Father Stone’s voice came from behind him, as always.
“I—” But Nicholas opened his mouth but said nothing.
He had indeed opened his mouth, but no words escaped from his throat.
In this instant, Nicholas realized all the truth.