Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 629 Playing the Role of a Deity (4-in-1)

Year-end, central mainland China.

In a remote mountain town called White Deer Town, the "Deer Hunter's Home" hotel has become lively again after a long absence.

"Strange things happen every year, but this year there seem to be more than usual..."

Why are so many people here out of the blue?

In the hall, the lame old Witte muttered to himself, but his hands were busy adding the prepared firewood to the roaring fireplace.

With crackling sounds, flames devoured the dry firewood, and the bright red flames brought ample heat to the hall.

"Didn't those adventurers all say that they came to investigate Mtraken?"

A local scarred man sat by the fireplace, warming himself and drinking, and chuckled.

"I've heard that there are some kind of gods there. As long as you offer your faith or meet the principle of equivalent exchange, you can have any wish granted."

"It's probably just another hoax, I wonder which unscrupulous person started spreading it..."

But if you ask me, it's still not as good as it was decades ago when I was young.

At that time, Mtraken truly lived up to its name, and the White Deer was also present...

Those were rare treasures coveted by royalty and nobility, but unfortunately, they were all looted by a horde of adventurers who came to collect them.

Old Witte sighed and sat down by the fireplace, looking at the flickering firelight, a look of nostalgia on his aged face.

The scarred man had never seen the white deer in person, nor did he know the meaning of the name Mtraken, so he was naturally unmoved.

He just smiled and said to old Witte, "Isn't it a good thing that the hotel business is doing well like this?"

"It won't be lively for long."

Old Witt shook his head.

"False rumors are like foam on water; they will eventually dissipate."

Although he wasn't some well-informed big shot, his life experience was enough for him to judge that this matter was not simple.

Just then, the hotel door opened, and a cold wind carrying raindrops blew in from outside.

The crowd drinking, boasting, gambling, and playing around in the hall were disturbed.

Someone turned their head and was quickly drawn to the tall figure that appeared at the doorway.

The newcomers were two exceptionally robust high-level martial artists clad in silver-white armor.

They were accompanied by a young nobleman dressed in fine clothes.

His handsome face and ornate decorations were completely out of place in this noisy hall frequented by commoners.

Some knowledgeable people recognized the insignia on the clothes of the warriors and noblemen.

"That's a warrior from the Kingdom of Meganel. That young man must be rich and noble!"

Several adventurers whispered among themselves.

There seemed to be some accompanying personnel outside, and as they entered one after another, the originally spacious "Deer Hunter's House" immediately became crowded.

Before the chill brought by these people had subsided, the sound of horses' hooves soon echoed outside again.

Several other groups of people entered one after another.

"I recognize that person, he seems to be the famous Swift Swordsman Jeret!"

"And that one, is that Mountain Warrior Mighty? What's he doing here?"

As the eyes of several nameless adventurers trembled, one after another top-tier warriors at the advanced knight level appeared.

The small town inn suddenly became a gathering place for powerful figures.

"Your Highness, a lot of famous masters have suddenly arrived," the warrior in silver armor whispered to the young man in fine clothes.

The young man was Barth, the eldest prince of Megan.

Born into a noble family and possessing exceptional talent, he reached the peak of the intermediate stage at a young age and is expected to successfully advance to the advanced stage before the age of 24, making him a peerless genius!

"They must be here for that legend, so let's ignore them."

Prince Bart smiled dismissively, showing little concern.

……

In the blink of an eye, a few days later.

Just as old Witte had predicted, the once bustling "Deer Hunter's House" quickly quieted down.

The Swift Swordsman Jereto, the Mountain Might Might, and others have set off one after another for the basin deep in the mountains.

Those who had been there drew detailed maps and described everything in great detail; they were also eager to go there to investigate.

Prince Barth, however, did not rush to set off, but stayed at the inn for several days.

They didn't leave the cleanest and most spacious "luxury suite" until the sky had completely cleared up.

My subordinates are already waiting outside.

"Your Highness, we have successfully completed our mission and found it."

"Oh?"

Bart raised an eyebrow slightly, said nothing more, and followed his subordinate out.

Soon after, they arrived at a wasteland outside the town, where two people were waiting under a tree.

One of them was none other than the adventurer who had once gone to Mtraken and met Roy.

The other one was the Mushroom Demon he brought from Mtraken.

"Woo!"

The adventurer struggled in terror, looking desperately at his beloved.

The Mushroom Demon looked at him with teary eyes, but was powerless to resist.

"Your Highness."

The kidnappers waited until Bart arrived, then stepped forward and bowed.

Bart waved his hand and stepped forward.

"Have they all been interrogated?"

"They've already interrogated me, but they still insist they encountered a deity..."

"You can fool the ignorant with your tricks, but you can't fool me."

Bart glanced disdainfully at the adventurer, then focused his attention on the handsome-looking Mushroom Demon.

"I'll give you one more chance. Honestly tell me your origins..."

Where did this strange creature, or perhaps a magician, come from?

This world also has some magical races, or native mages who have achieved mastery, as well as sorcerers and the like.

He still believes that this was a sorcerer playing tricks in Mtraken.

However, this can also be a clue to finding opportunities for progress.

After all, magical materials are extremely rare in this world, and even some level zero items are worth pursuing.

"I don't know what you're talking about..."

The Mushroom Demon only possesses basic intelligence, so naturally it wouldn't react to what he said.

"You ungrateful wretch!"

Bart waved his hand.

Immediately, one of her men drew his sword and chopped off her arm with a powerful strike.

"Woo!"

The adventurer struggled violently, but could only watch in despair as his lover's arm broke.

But the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly.

Bart and his men also showed some surprise.

Because what seeped from the severed arm was not ordinary blood, but a milky white sap like that of a papaya or a rubber tree.

The Mushroom Demon lost an arm, and although his expression was panicked, his bodily functions did not change much, and even his breathing remained normal.

Experienced soldiers can distinguish these things by relying on their excellent hearing and eyesight.

"Not human?"

My interest in that place is growing stronger every day.

Bart suddenly waved his hand.

"Take them with you and go into the mountains to search!"

******
A few days later, the new year gradually arrived.

However, this is the era of Wizel.

For the people who went into the mountains to find the "God of Wishes," it was just a normal search that took about half a month.

During this time, Bart and his group unexpectedly caught up with Gerrett, Michael, and others who had set off a few days earlier.

They got lost in the mountains.

"I asked the elderly people in Bailu Town before, and I also climbed up to take a look. That basin should really exist..."

But for some reason, no matter how I look, I can't get inside!

"It was shrouded in mist."

"This phenomenon is likely caused by some kind of disruption in the earth's ley lines!"

The well-informed prince snorted coldly.

"Those who pretend to be gods and ghosts love to find such places to live in seclusion."

"Let's work together to find it, no matter what."

If we really encounter any danger, we can look out for each other.

"It was suggested by the Swift Swordsman Jereto."

Prince Barth did not object to this.

And so, the group came together.

"It is God! I sensed God's call!"

Suddenly, the captured adventurer's eyes widened in shock.

He seemed to hear a voice calling from deep within the forest, telling him the way.

Others also felt it, which stemmed from a spiritual resonance.

Prince Barth felt nothing and remained skeptical.

But even if there's a trap involved, adventurers who have been there before can be considered "bait."

He believed that by following the other party's guidance, he could see the so-called God.

So the team was allowed to search in that direction.

……

Another day passed.

After many hardships, the group finally made it into the basin along the valley.

"I see. So we have to go through this valley and can't climb over the surrounding hillsides?"

I tried several times, but it was like being trapped in a maze, inexplicably returning to the same path.

Everyone had no choice but to accept it and obediently pass through from below.

As a result, at the end of the valley, a beautiful bronze statue stood quietly waiting.

That was the adult version, Roy in his youth, seated on a throne with his hands on the armrests of the stone chair.

The moment they saw this bronze statue, everyone who came to seek out the miracle felt an indescribable sense of sacred grandeur.

The impactful mental imagery, directly imprinted on the mind, brought forth an unparalleled and vivid illusion.

"Lost traveler..."

Do you yearn for it? Are you persistent in trying to make up for your regrets?

I am the omnipotent God of Wishes, able to grant all your desires!

Offer me your faith and loyalty, or offer me precious things in accordance with the principle of equivalent exchange.

You will all get what you want...

In a daze, a sacred voice resounded directly in their minds, telling them the relevant rules.

"The legend is true! It's actually true!"

"What a magnificent being this is..."

"Can it really grant any wish?"

Gerret, Mettle, and the others were overjoyed.

Even Prince Bart, who had previously acted rebelliously and did not believe in the existence of any gods, fell silent.

That sense of sacred grandeur was an experience he had never had before.

……

"somebody is coming?"

Just as Bart and the others approached the statue, a light screen unfolded in front of Roy at the World Tree sapling, projecting a phantom image like a silver screen.

The Mushroom Demon emitted a subtle fluctuation as it recounted all its experiences over the past few days.

In just a few moments, Roy learned why this group had come here, as well as their identities, personalities, and needs.

"The Swift Swordsman Jerete has come to make up for his regrets."

He wanted to bring his former lover back to life...

Michael, the Mighty Mountain Warrior, seeks even greater strength and aims to become the strongest warrior in the world!
As for this eldest prince, Barth…

"How dare they dream of ruling the whole world?"

"This person has been suspicious of you and has also captured and humiliated adventurers who came before. He doesn't seem like a good person."

Melius walked over to Roy from the other side and learned the general cause and effect.

Roy said, "I don't care..."

Under the watchful eyes of Roy and Melius, the group stepped forward one after another, offering up the treasures they believed to be of value.

"Thunderstone crystals..."

"This world actually possesses such a treasure?"

As a "top expert," Jeremy was pleasantly surprised by his arrival.

Because what he offered was a deep purple, crystalline treasure resembling a bunch of grapes.

Each "grape seed" contains a condensation of electric light, resembling white radiance.

Roy released his mind and linked it to the idol, then used "Item Teleportation" to capture it.

As expected, after the appraisal, it was determined to be a first-class material.

"But this is still a very long way from true resurrection..."

Roy communicated with the other party briefly using his mental powers and learned that the person the other party wanted to resurrect had been dead for several years, and immediately had an answer.

The Mushroom Demon, combined with a biological AI, is given a custom-made doll.

So, the next moment.

A fist-sized white mushroom sac was sent over, along with planting instructions.

Plant it on your lover's grave...

"Dig it up again in seven days..."

Roy felt that he was a "thoughtful" "god".

The fleshy mushroom demons grown in this way are alchemical dolls with the genetic sequence of their lover.

"God, I desire the greatest power in the world!"

"You want to be the strongest, and others also want to be the strongest. This is logically contradictory!"
If you want to ensure ultimate strength, the price you can't afford... Instead, focus on breaking through your current stage!

Because the verbal communication was too outrageous, Roy used the method of mental suggestion to compress a large amount of information into a mysterious revelation.

So, Mytel immediately changed his mind.

"Then I will offer this Star Iron Essence..."

To achieve a breakthrough!

In the statue's hand, the golden scales lit up again, and a ball of white light enveloped a "uranium energy agent" emitting a ghostly green glow, which floated toward Mytel.

Feeling the mysterious energy emanating from it, Mytel was overjoyed and drank the whole bottle without hesitation.

Next, the others took turns making their wishes.

But they had no treasures, and their attempts all failed, only receiving some ordinary gold and silver jewelry as compensation.

It wasn't until Prince Barth intervened and had his men place more than ten rare and precious items in front of the statue that the matter was resolved.

"God of Wishes, grant me the power to conquer the world!"

What he was really thinking was that if he really gained the power to rule the world, the first thing he would do was to surround this valley and monopolize the passage in and out.

Then, try to explore the depths!

"This guy's a troublemaker!"

Roy frowned, but still used his connection with the idol to send "Ms. Edwin" over.

"With this, you can conquer the world!"

******
After the prayers ended, everyone was sent away in a daze under a strong spiritual suggestion.

Melius couldn't help but ask Roy, "This clearly goes beyond the scope of equivalent exchange, why did you actually give him a level two puppet?"

In this world, a level-two puppet could probably sweep everything away; it's too unbalanced.

What does "giving" mean?

It's just that I'm borrowing it for a while.

The payment he made was to 'rent' my battle puppet for a period of time, which did not violate the maxim.

Moreover, once he completes this "world domination" project, there will be a final payment to be made, so why wouldn't I be happy to do it?

Roy said confidently.

“No wonder you’re so generous,” Melius said, suddenly realizing.

This combination of "rental" and "final payment" shocked the simple elves who had always lived in the land of elves.

"Every gift of fate comes with a price already secretly marked on it..."

The prince clearly did not understand the reasoning behind this, nor did he show the slightest reverence or restraint.

Roy smiled faintly.

There's no need to be polite to this kind of person.

As if to confirm what he said.

After being hypnotized and sent away, the first thing Prince Bart did upon regaining consciousness was to have the puppet kill the adventurer and his fleshy mushroom demon lover.

In the blink of an eye, the two were pierced through the chest by the jet of water, their screams echoing through the mountains and forests.

"It's so powerful..."

"Great, that's really great!"

Prince Barth was both surprised and delighted.

Gerret and Mytel looked wary and quickly stepped back a few paces.

The others also fled.

"Your Highness..."

The guards cast questioning glances at them.

"Kill them!"

Bart gave the order.

This immediately spurred Ms. Edwin to action once again.

"Bart, what are you doing?"

"You despicable villain, do you want to keep the secrets here to yourself?"

The others were both shocked and furious, and tried to resist.

But in an instant, several water and fire elemental figures appeared and instantly killed the weaker ones.

Jeremy and Mettle were also hit by fireballs. After the violent explosion, they collapsed to the ground, covered in blood and gore, and were then shot to death by the guards with crossbow bolts.

……

"The martial artists of this world are not yet capable of achieving vital attack immunity similar to physical modification."

Their performance in actual combat is worrying!

Roy quickly discovered this through remote monitoring.

The ruthlessness and decisiveness displayed by the eldest prince, Barth, left many speechless.

However, he had no intention of intervening in the infighting among the natives.

After Bart left, he summoned some flesh mushroom demons to collect the corpses and then extract their souls.

The nascent spirituality still retains some of the consciousness from its previous life, and is also the spiritual material that many shamans rely on.

Roy immediately activated "Soul Transmutation," extracting their souls along with their knowledge and skills for selection and refinement.

A moment later, Roy pointed...

In the open space ahead, a figure cast in gold appeared.

This is gold that he refined using the "Flamemer's sudden wealth," using "activation techniques" to refine and knead it, creating a 1:1 lifelike human figure like a clay sculpture.

Soon after, more than a dozen living statues appeared in front of them.

Compared to golems crafted in the past, these golems are made of more expensive materials and are more sophisticated and profound in the storage and use of activation energy, all reaching the level of high-grade golems.

Among them, the two that inherited the spirituality of Gerald and Mytel became exquisite puppets, possessing strength comparable to that of a Grand Knight.

This might seem like a cruel joke at first glance, but sometimes, the truth is just that harsh.

For a wizard, a living soul trapped in a fragile body is really not as valuable as being encased in a statue and transformed into a battle puppet.

The bodies and lives of mortals are far too fragile, so fragile that a mere malice from a native prince can kill them all.

Just then, Roy was about to do the same thing to the adventurers he had encountered before when he unexpectedly discovered that a trace of faith had been born within the weak souls.

A slight thought stirred within him, and he released the wandering soul.

Immediately afterwards, a semi-transparent figure carrying dozens of units of spirituality appeared, rising up like a believer and entering a divine kingdom, and entered the statue.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the bronze statue of the god of fire lit up for a moment.

……

Spring goes and winter comes; another year has passed in a flash.

Under Roy's deliberate low profile, the Mtraken region was sealed off by an elite force dispatched by Prince Bart, and numerous forces were deployed to White Deer Town for close monitoring and defense.

The world's top powers are ultimately not at the first level, and they cannot modify the body like wizard apprentices, eliminating vital organs such as the heart.

This made them unable to resist the power of the collective and also difficult to deal with the heavy crossbows and armor.

At the same time, false information is also spreading everywhere, causing confusion and disorder.

Using the puppet in his hands, the eldest prince quickly launched a series of actions to seize power and invade foreign countries.

Within a few short months, he became king and successively recruited many talented individuals from within the country to launch wars against other kingdoms.

In the following months, they won a series of major battles, becoming virtually invincible.

By the following summer, when it was July again, this guy had already established a vast empire that ruled the continent, and ascended the throne, calling himself "Megner I" the Great Emperor.

Even the apprentice Grace's husband, the Grand Duke Bernard, was being driven back in defeat and was on the verge of national annihilation, making it difficult for him to hold on.

Several wizard apprentices from another world were forced to reveal information about the "God of Wishes," hoping to seize the opportunity to break through Bart's blockade, enter the room, and find a chance to turn the tide.

However, as his military strength and wealth expanded, Barth, who had been crowned emperor, also turned his attention to the origin of his extraordinary adventure.

That forest called Mtraken.

Once again, Bailu Town ushered in a period of unprecedented prosperity, the likes of which had not been seen in hundreds of years.

A large number of troops, along with a steady stream of resources and treasures, were transported over.

Clearly, Emperor Barth is preparing to turn his attention to conquering non-human races and truly achieve the unification of the world!
……

"what to do?
His men are everywhere; we can't get in through the valley.

Late July, Mtraken.

Grand Duke Bernard and his entourage quietly approached the vicinity of the basin, and upon seeing the situation, they found themselves in a rather perplexing predicament.

However, he was completely unaware that his trusted advisors and guards, including Shkod, knew that the so-called "only going through the valley" was just a rule set by Lord Roy to prevent outsiders from interfering.

There are plenty of places to cross in such a large basin.

In a moment of crisis, the apprentices began to cheat: "I know a shortcut that leads inside..."

Perhaps we can go around that place!

******
Before we knew it, the end of the month had arrived.

Despite the hardships, the group traversed mountains and valleys, and finally, under Shkod's leadership, successfully crossed the mountains and entered the basin.

After a winding and circuitous route, they successfully located the statue.

To their surprise, the Megan Empire had already established a security zone to block the statues.

Although they couldn't take root deep in the mist, two tall towers already stood at the valley entrance, looking down into the distance.

"Damn it, Bart has deployed a large number of troops here!"

Although the Megan Empire was unable to deploy troops near the statue due to the witch formation in the valley, given the heavy security in the area, it would be quite difficult to approach the statue and make a wish without alerting them.

Shkod and the others couldn't help but feel worried.

But just then, a thick fog rose up in the valley.

A moment later, things went as planned.

The tower was completely obscured.

"It's simply a stroke of luck!"

"Get over there before the patrol comes to check!"

The Grand Duke's guards, unaware of the situation, exclaimed with delight.

Shkod and the others exchanged glances, thinking to themselves, "Where did this talk of divine favor come from? It's clearly Lord Roy's gracious approval."

Nevertheless, they successfully reached the statue and felt its sacred and magnificent aura.

"This statue..."

What Grand Duke Bernard didn't know was that Shkod and the others were immediately stunned.

"This is already a wizard-level golem, and it seems to possess an unusual spiritual power!"

However, they quickly realized what was happening and urged Archduke Bernard to make his wish.

Grand Duke Bernard immediately took out several golden cups from his subordinates' pouches, placed them one by one in front of him, and filled them with real magical materials such as magic pearls, mermaid tears, and troll hearts.

Because of the request, the Archduke Bernard spared no expense, offering not only his family's treasured valuables but also numerous art pieces.

This was naturally "inspiration from the unseen world," as well as "suggestions" from advisors and close attendants.

"Great God of Wishes, I beseech you to answer my wish and grant me the strength to resist the violence of the Megan Empire and protect my people."

Besides offering these treasures, I also wish to command the entire nation to believe in you, to create idols of you, and to spread your teachings…

What Grand Duke Bernard himself was unaware of was that these ideas were subtly instilled in him by his wives Grace and Schock, among others.

They talked about the God of Wishes every day with him, saying that the God of Wishes was just, great, and omnipotent.

Human will is actually far less free than we imagine.

It's through this subtle and gradual process that a person becomes completely controlled, as if trapped in a cocoon.

He wasn't under a spell that could "control humanity," but his thoughts and actions had been greatly affected.

The ever-encroaching power of the Megan Empire further compels him to place his hopes on this.

"As you requested, I hereby bestow upon you the 'Apostle Set'..."

After a short while, the statue reacted.

A faint white light appeared on it, and a golden balance scale emerged in its hand.

As the offerings disappeared, a set of "Apostle Set" crafted from radiant gold flew out.

These things were enveloped in magical energy, radiating a sacred and awe-inspiring spiritual power, their golden luster shimmering with a captivating charm.

This golden armor was custom-made by Roy based on the connection between the Sage Set and the Apostle Set, and it has reached level one.

Its powers and the strength of its demonic effects are so great that even in the eyes of a first-level creature, it is already considered a superior existence and a true treasure.

As if it had a life of its own, the suit disintegrated automatically and then covered Grand Duke Bernard.

The previously refined and gentle Grand Duke Bernard suddenly exuded an air of authority.

Not only that……

Following closely behind, a batch of similar armor, but made of silver and bronze, appeared.

A spiritual message told them that there were 12 sets of Silver Apostle sets and 128 sets of Bronze Apostle sets, each possessing the corresponding strength of a Great Knight and a High Knight.

Even an ordinary soldier, once equipped with these, can instantly transform into a powerful warrior, charging into battle and defeating the enemy!
Moreover, as if in response to the promise of "faith" made by the Grand Duke Bernard, several more parchment-like items floated out.

"I bestow upon you the knowledge of 'nitrogen fertilizer,' enabling you to create nitrogen fertilizer using magic, thereby increasing food production and pacifying the people..."

"I bestow upon you the knowledge of 'gunpowder,' enabling you to use magic to forge alchemical explosives, quarry mountains, and conquer territories..."

"I bestow upon you the knowledge of 'medicine,' to heal the sick and save lives, to develop magical potions, and to prolong life..."

"Is this an attempt to forcibly elevate the technological level of this world and try to advance the world's status?"

Shkod and the others watched with great excitement.

Just as a kingdom can be upgraded to an empire after conquering cities and territories.

Ordinary dukes or kings of principalities can also be promoted to emperor.

World rankings are not static.

It can be enhanced based on the spiritual power unearthed from the entire world, or the number of its own people and powerful individuals.

If one encounters a second arcane revolution like that of Achinira, or the wondrous reactions of arcane fusion magic industries, one can even directly jump to another realm.

The world of Araghi is clearly dominated by a feudal kingdom that developed from a classical city-state. Its knowledge of planes, productivity, and overall level of magic are all quite low.

It's possible that even being rated as a first-class race is due to the sheer number of non-human magical races, such as the War Lizardmen, Kobolds, and Gnolls.

There may also be beings like trolls, who could give rise to troll magicians.

However, if the seeds of technological breakthroughs are sown among humans, greatly increasing the population and production capacity, the overall level can be improved.

Even if all else fails, the souls and faith that a large population can provide can become a bonus for wizards to rule the world.

As for the war puppet in Barth's hands...

Shkod and his associates never had any worries.

They believed that Roy had made arrangements, and as long as Roy did not want the Megan Empire to easily exterminate Grand Duke Bernard and others, then the war puppet would not pose any threat to them.

However, at the same time, they also noticed that Roy did not give them basic subjects such as mathematics or chemistry all at once, but instead gave them corresponding applied technologies.

This is probably because they don't want to interfere too much with the historical development of the world; they just want to accelerate it, rather than forcibly change it.

"The transaction is complete, go back now!"

A powerful psychological suggestion struck.

Amidst the dazzling white light, the group retraced their steps and left the valley.

(End of this chapter)