Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 793 Searching for the Prophet (4-in-1)

That same day, Roy used teleportation magic to arrive at the middle section of the Urodi Mountains.

"Teacher, you are here!"

Tibas, a graduate of the Academy of Arcademia, and Shishar were waiting for him there.

Upon seeing the light of the "teleportation spell," they quickly went to greet it.

"How's the situation here?"

Roy habitually scanned his surroundings, his mental energy sweeping across several kilometers with invisible ripples.

"We have just discovered that the spirit pillars here have been damaged again."

But not long after the incident, it seems the enemy hadn't gone far, but was hiding in the nearby mountains.

After listening, Roy slowly walked to a spot not far ahead.

There is a section of the Earth Spirit Pillar that has been dug out and melted by the high temperature.

"Due to cost considerations, we were unable to add extra protection to this device, and in terms of construction standards, it is not advisable to bury it too deep."

Tibas, worried that Roy would blame him, offered a special explanation.

"No need to say more, I set the standards myself, and I know what I'm doing."

Roy wasn't one to pass the buck, so he stopped Roy's explanation and focused on the present.

"The soil is still fresh; judging from its dryness, it was at most six hours ago."

"That's our assessment too, but for various reasons, it's not easy to find them in the mountains."

"Try it first."

As Roy spoke, he summoned the beast-like evil spirit Melina.

The translucent evil spirit floated in the air, sniffed around, and quickly reacted.

"This way."

Roy called out and led the two onto the magic carpet.

During this time, several thousand meters overhead.

Zofiel, the scout of the gods, also deployed his various reconnaissance methods.

The will of the world, in its mysterious way, can shield itself from spells like prophecy and refuse to serve Roy.

But when Roy himself arrived at the scene to track him down, he was unable to stop him.

So they quickly made a discovery in the forest dozens of miles away.

The gnolls were even inspired by some inexplicable omen and began to move.

But it was still too late.

"It's really you!"

"You vile gnoll, prepare to die!"

Tibas and Shishar immediately drew their wands and cast spells such as "Melting" and "Acid Splash".

Several gnoll warriors were hit and immediately screamed in agony.

Roy also used "revitalization".

In the mountains and forests, withered vines and grass roots come to life, like thousands of pythons gathering together to entangle their target.

Overwhelmed by sheer power, these gnolls quickly surrendered, offering no further resistance.

Tibas kicked the monsters a few times in anger, then picked them up.

"Who ordered you to come here and destroy the Earth Spirit Stakes?"

Roy paused for a moment, then spoke fluent gnoll language.

This is a standard inheritance from the [True Dragon Wisdom]. In a sense, the dragon race is also connected with the gnolls.

However, unlike kobolds, who are said to be "dragon-born monsters" with traces of dragon blood flowing through their veins, gnolls are not.

Kobolds are the natural servants, worshippers, and even distant relatives of dragons.

Kobolds are naturally subservient to dragons, instinctively seeking their protection and serving them. However, the gods worshipped by gnolls and the gods of the evil five-colored dragons are allies in a treacherous relationship, more like mercenaries or vassal armies.

Moreover, the gnolls serve the evil chromatic dragons and do not submit to the metal dragons.

This is a conflict between opposing camps.

Knowing all this, Roy didn't expect the other party to immediately submit to him just because of a single display of dragon power.

They even deliberately concealed their golden dragon aura to avoid provoking them.

However, these gnolls were very tough, and they actually cursed and scolded him fiercely, which was a waste of his standard gnoll language.

"If you refuse to confess, I have ways to deal with you!"

Roy sneered, reached out and tapped repeatedly, unleashing a collective "malicious transformation" that turned all the gnolls into toads.

Then he took out a glass jar, put the toads in it, and handed it to Tibas and Schall.

“Go and interrogate them, skin them and remove their tendons one by one, and then soak them in salt water!”

Let's see if we can get any results from these questions.

"Yes."

Although the two were alchemists rather than necromancy students, they had studied general biology and conducted related experiments, so it was a good opportunity for them to review their college courses.

After dealing with the gnolls, Roy said thoughtfully, "Although they refuse to confess, we can guess some things..."

"The Gnoll Empire must have somehow obtained information about the Earth Spirit Stakes and is deliberately sabotaging them."

"The specific location is kept secret; even the different construction teams don't know it from each other. How did they know?"

"Schwarz asked."

"Did you know that when a person is lucky, even throwing a stick in front of them can guide them to the right path?"

"As long as there's a chance of finding it, the will of the world will help them find it."

Roy's method of finding the way by throwing a stick forward is also a form of divination.

It is especially useful for locating objects.

However, it's clear that he can't use this method to turn the tables on the other party now.

They are all despised by the will of the world and are destined to be led astray.

Even so, hunting down enemy teams is still something that must be done.

So they searched for several hours with the two of them.

Just then, Roy suddenly had a thought and quickly activated "Teleportation" to teleport himself away again.

This kind of spell originally had a usage interval; if it was used continuously in a short period of time, it would interfere with one's own magic power.

But he still insisted on using it.

He suddenly sensed that Popula and Lena had appeared dozens of miles away!
He had no idea how they got here, and his face darkened.

However, when he arrived there, he was surprised to find that Atedia had already taken care of another squad.

That team consisted of a gnoll warrior of the Great Knight level and several gnoll elites of the High Knight level.

Flames erupted in the surrounding forest, which showed signs of being bombarded by magic.

The two young dragons were displaying their dragon might, deeply intimidating the gnolls.

"Dad!" "Dad!"

Upon seeing Roy appear, Popla and Lena poked their adorable big heads out and started chattering excitedly.

"Sir, the two young ladies insisted on coming here to find you, so we had no choice but to follow them."

Artia came forward, followed by Beryl and Angari.

"Meow!"

Domi the black cat poked its head out and gave a reassuring gesture.

With her around, Roy can be contacted anytime.

"Gululu!"

The gemfish Toras also poked its head out, blowing colorful bubbles.

"and many more!"

Suddenly, Roy thought of something, squatted down and beckoned the two dragon children over, patting their heads.

"Where would you like to go? I'll take you!"

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"Wow! Great!"

"Let's go have fun!"

The two dragon babies cheered when they heard this.

Not only was Popla, who usually liked to be mischievous, happy, but even the more ladylike Lena cheered with joy.

Because Roy is usually busy with his own things and doesn't have the patience to take care of them, the two little ones don't have many opportunities to get close to each other.

This is a very rare opportunity.

Atedia heard this and said with a hint of worry, "Lord Roy..."

Roy waved his hand, signaling her to calm down.

Then he actually accompanied them for a walk around the neighborhood.

Just when Atedia and the others thought it was just a whim to go on a picnic, Popula spat out a fireball, which landed like a cannonball under a big tree on the hill in front of them.

With a loud bang, sparks flew everywhere, and several jackal-men were blown out.

Judging from their appearance, they were well-equipped and were the leaders of the previous group of gnolls.

"Is this okay?"

Roy saw it and found it quite unbelievable.

"It's the enemy!"

Artedia and the others were on high alert, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"No, I was discovered!"

"Run separately!"

“Several gnolls said decisively.”

Roy instructed Atedia to keep an eye on Popula and Lena, then leaped up, creating several afterimages in the air, each empowered by its own active energy, its long hair striking the fleeing gnolls like lightning.

In an instant, the gnolls were struck as if by lightning and stopped.

"Looks like we really caught a big fish."

Roy quickly discovered that the armor his opponent was wearing was actually magical artifacts, treasures that only the elite could possess in gnome society.

Because they themselves do not have the ability to forge and maintain such things, they obtain them from humans.

With limited spoils of war, their scarcity made them valuable, and only nobles could afford them.

"Who exactly sent you, and how do you know the exact location of those earth spirit stakes?"

As with the others before him, Roy began to ask questions.

"Damn humans, we will never submit to you, kill us!"

An older gnoll cursed.

The others struggled fiercely, not stopping even though their hair was choking them painfully.

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"

Roy snorted and, in a moment, used "Malicious Transformation" to turn them all into toads and put them away.

Popula's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he cheered, "What amazing magic!"

"Dad, I want to learn this too!"

Roy patted her head: "You don't need to learn it. You'll naturally learn it when you grow up."

"When will I grow up?"

"Uh, 100 years old, I guess?"

"Oh, it took that long?"

Poplar said with considerable disappointment.

Roy thought to himself, "The will of this world is indeed ignorant, completely unguarded against Popula and Lena."

No, perhaps to be more precise, they were completely unprepared for Popula, a descendant of the Five-Colored Dragon lineage.

This also confirms some of the guesses I had before that suddenly inspired me.

Long, long ago, this world also belonged to the Morgis dynasty, which had dragons and their descendants.

Although they have been lost to the dust of history, their fundamental spirituality remains, and the favor of the world's will still be with them.

Therefore, Popula will not be targeted at all, and is even favored by luck.

Dragons are definitely a species with unique advantages.

Because the origin of their bloodline is ancient enough, and the seeds of their bloodline have been sown in many worlds, over time they have multiplied and left their mark on many worlds.

This can definitely be called a successful example among interdimensional beings. Dragon bloodlines are a passport and a household registration in most worlds, possessing a destiny of favor comparable to that of native creatures.

To be precise, it falls under the authority of "cosmic citizens" and "the progenitor race".

It's as if I've never been to the Dragon Kingdom of Graconia before, but just because of the bloodline in my body, I've received some kind of mysterious favor.

The situation is somewhat different now, as Popula, being one of the five-colored dragons, is receiving more favor here.

He suddenly understood why Chevalier didn't like it here and even unusually asked him to move Lena to another place.

This should also be something that comes from an instinctive awareness.

In its ancient history, this place was once the territory where the Five-Colored Dragon built its nest and transformed it!

……

“Lord Roy, the interrogation has been completed. These gnolls found those earth spirit stakes because they received a revelation from a ‘prophet’.”

Day 2, Mtraken.

Roy received a reply.

The interrogation by Tibas and Shishar was very effective, and finally the stubborn gnolls opened their mouths.

This was all thanks to Poplarna's completely unintentional fireball spell, which somehow led to the discovery of someone in the know, a stroke of incredible luck.

"prophet?"

Roy frowned slightly when he heard the word.

"The gnolls actually have a prophet?"

They immediately realized that this was something the world's will was helping to conceal.

"The Gnoll Empire has a prophet..."

No wonder its development has been somewhat unusual in recent years!

Soon, Freya and Nisa also found out.

After consulting with them, they all agreed that the existence of this "prophet" was the biggest obstacle at present.

"Under normal circumstances, the jackal people's national strength could not compare to that of humans, but if some wise men emerge who can lead them, they can integrate the forces of all sides and fully unleash the power of militarism..."

"Never mind all that, find an opportunity to get rid of it!"

After listening, Roy immediately made a decision.

"Yes!"

Prandtse accepted this special mission.

Although Roy has never personally intervened in the war on the ground, he has never stopped controlling the overall situation.

Now that he knew that the Gnoll Empire had such a crucial figure as the "Prophet," he certainly wouldn't leave it unattended.

However, he also had doubts about whether Prandtse could complete the task well.

"The prophet is a being proficient in 'prophecy,' and in the current situation, he is even more likely to receive extra attention from the world's will..."

"Maybe he sensed our movement and went into hiding the moment we set out!" "Yes, although Pranzhe's strength is definitely far superior to his, we could kill her if we found her..."

But the problem is, he can catch prophecies and foresee the future; he could easily hide!

"If we just go like this, we might not even be able to kill them!"

Freya and Nisa were both facing the same dilemma.

After much thought, Roy realized that he also needed to make corresponding preparations.

"Preparation? What preparation?"

Freya looked at Roy curiously.

"I plan to use some special primordial substances to refine a mysterious talisman that can block prophecies!"

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He hadn't really tried out this kind of special treasure before...

But theoretically, it is possible to manufacture it!

Because he had previously studied the world's will and related things.

They also have a general understanding of the hierarchy of the world's will, as well as methods to merge their own will with it or to deceive it.

"High-level beings are capable of directly communicating with the will of the world, and even deceiving it..."

This is a mysterious method of spiritual communication...

This is also the first principle.

"The beings you're referring to are beings above the level of gods, right?"

Freya quickly understood.

"That's right, at least a level five True God or above."

This is only natural; many true gods are derived from the world's will and naturally possess similarities.

"Besides that, this is the materialization of matter..."

The inheritance of bloodlines.

Yesterday, I took Popula and Lena out to play, and we ended up finding each other by accident. Did they know about the existence of the Prophet?
That wasn't a coincidence, but rather an inevitability.

"Ok?"

Freya and the others were somewhat puzzled.

"This involves the methods by which the world's will identifies native life forms..."

Roy started explaining.

Scholars have long been studying a hypothesis about the origin of magical creatures.

That is, all things in all worlds have an origin of primordial divinity or mana.

The vast majority of species were created by the oldest and most powerful beings.

The oldest and most powerful beings are often the embodiment of cosmic rules or primordial forces, and are "ancestral" beings.

It is precisely for this reason that later generations referred to beings of level seven or above, equivalent to "main gods" or "plane rulers," as "progenitors."

Even in the wizarding world, he is referred to as the "First Archmage"!
Freya was startled upon hearing this.

"So that's how the ancestral great shaman's story came about..."

"That's right, otherwise, the more academic term would be 'Great Wizard of the True Spirit'..."

However, that's about tracing the origin of the name.

Let's continue with the origin of species..."

Roy continued.

"Some scholars believe that the most ancient and powerful beings are the classic examples of the Titans."

They are generally considered to be the original shapers or primordial deities of the world, born from the stars, the earth, or pure primordial energy, and are also the direct source or creators of many powerful races.

Therefore, they are also known as the Creator's race.

"The Creator Clan..."

In fact, Freya had come into contact with these things before and immediately thought of her own bloodline, the Gusbur Clan!
Sure enough, Roy said, "The descendants or creations of this race include giants, humans, dwarves, orcs, and other species."

By the way, the Gusbur Clan also has some Titan blood!
Giants are generally considered to be direct descendants or degenerate versions of the Titans, inheriting their enormous size and strength, but with diminished intelligence and divinity.

Its races include hill giants, storm giants, frost giants, etc.

Humanity was created by another Titan in its own image.

Titan...

Everyone was left with mixed feelings.

Roy said, "Slightly inferior to the Titans, but equally ancient and powerful, belonging to the same ancestral level species, they are ancient dragons, or the ancestral dragon race."

They are the living embodiment of chaos, elements, and magic, born from the intense energy at the beginning of the world, and are the common ancestors of all dragon-like creatures.

The descendants of this lineage include true dragons.

Even those like Artedia, who didn't have a wealth of knowledge, understood this.

Those are the races of color dragons (red, black, blue, green, white), metal dragons (gold, silver, bronze, brass, copper), as well as gem dragons, shadow dragons, and so on.

Dragons, sub-dragons, pseudo-dragons, etc., are distant relatives or degenerate branches of dragons, and they have various forms.

Roy didn't explain much, but continued, "The third lineage, also at the 'ancestral level,' is the Primal Spirit or Elemental Spirit, whose source is 'Mana'!"
Those are the basic elements of the world, the embodiment of the consciousness of earth, water, fire, and wind, and the source of many magical creatures and spirits.

This includes trolls.

They originate from powerful life or the spirit of the earth, and their amazing regenerative ability stems from this primal life force.

Elemental beings are pure elemental entities, such as earth elementals and fire phoenixes.

There are also spirits, which originate from the essence of life, light, and dreams, including the ancestors of elves, fairies, tree spirits, and so on.

This includes all sorts of spirits and monsters created in later generations, and even the various wondrous species created by wizards, such as Thumbelina, Palio, and Nefera, all of which are downstream branches of this lineage.

By the way, elves... especially dark elves, also have a blood connection with trolls...

This is quite different from the image of an elegant and beautiful species that many people intuitively associate with it.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their heads toward Puranje with some surprise.

You, Pranz, actually have troll blood?
I never would have guessed.

"Dark elves are actually from the troll faction!"

"That's strange. I thought they would at least be human or humanoid!"

Upon hearing this, Pranzhe, a dark elf, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of her mouth.

“That’s right, I’ve heard the clan elders tell similar stories before…”

Our ancestors can be traced back to a mutated form of the troll...

But that's only a part of it!

She emphasized this point.

It's like how humans emphasize that they have no relation to ancient apes, that they "did not evolve from monkeys."

Thus, the three major biological origins and bloodline lineages have become clear.

Titans → Giants, Humans, Dwarves, Orcs...

Proto-Dragon → Five-Colored Dragon, Metal Dragon → Sub-Dragon, Pseudo-Dragon → Various Dragon-Type Monsters...

Mana → troll, spirit, fairy, tree spirit, monster, elf...

As for angels, demons, and many other extraterrestrial beings, which belong to different categories and are more spiritual in nature, they are a different matter altogether.

This is extremely complex and profound knowledge about magical creatures, and it also involves the origin of the universe and the historical development of various planes and worlds.

After saying all that, Roy returned to the gnoll race.

"Gnolls are usually associated with demons or evil gods, and do not belong to the main lineage mentioned above. They are the product of interference from external evil forces."

In short, it is the gnoll god, the superior deity 'Fioch,' who has titles such as Lord of Howling, God of the Feast, and Mother of Hyenas, created by drawing upon the bloodlines of gnolls, hyenas, and some orcs.

'Fioch' is the embodiment of endless hunger, bloody slaughter, and a hyena-like madness. He created the gnoll race and scattered them across planes and worlds as his minions and messengers on earth.

We can take full advantage of this, forging His holy emblem and the power of His bloodline to deceive the will of the world!

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"How can it still be like this?"

Everyone who heard this was genuinely impressed.

Lord Roy's knowledge is truly extensive, and his skills are truly superb.

However, what they don't know is that knowing these things is actually not difficult; all you need to do is read more books.

Other wizards who have lived for thousands of years also possess the same knowledge reserves.

This is nothing unusual.

What is truly rare and difficult for others to imitate is the [Alchemy Godhood] and the abilities granted by various alchemical talents!
Let alone living for thousands of years, even if one lived for several thousand more years and reached the level of an Amifkent or even an ancient great wizard, one would still be completely clueless.

Counterfeiting holy symbols...

Deceiving the will of the world...

Each and every one of these matters involves dealing with beings at the level of high-ranking gods!
It's not that easy.

Only a level 5 or higher Grand Wizard, or even a level 6 Grand Wizard, is qualified to dabble in this.

Moreover, this is merely a brief overview and there is no guarantee that it can be accomplished!
Roy then went into the alchemy room and, in a short time, produced a holy symbol of "Fioch, the god of the gnolls".

"The Holy Symbol of Fioch (First Class)..."

A wondrous object capable of temporarily disguising one's allegiance and faith...

Blasphemous items...

Attacks inflict a 'Life Steal' effect...

Strength +10, Agility +5, Charisma -3…

The central element on the obverse of this emblem is three parallel, tearing claw marks, representing Fioch's three tenets: hunger, plunder, and slaughter!

Another interpretation is that they represent three social classes of lawful evil gnolls: chieftains, warriors, and barbarians.

These claw marks are etched within a frame resembling a leather shield. The overall shape is asymmetrical, and the claw marks vary in length and depth, as if they were real traces left by a casual yet deadly strike.

However, this actually gives it a primitive and wild charm.

The superficial resemblance achieves a certain kind of anchoring in terms of intention.

Roy, who had previously forged the Holy Light faith and extracted the experience of the Dragon's Origin, simply traced the bloodline of the gnolls back to its source.

Although they do not have "true blood," similar origins, including the souls previously bound in the earth spirits, are still easy to obtain.

They were all sealed inside, creating a gnoll warrior equivalent to 10 people...

Moreover, it was a "spirit-binding" of a gnoll warrior of the level of a devout believer.

"Theoretically speaking, it's equivalent to having 10 gnolls strapped to your body..."

Use their scent to mask your existence.

When you conceal your aura, the world's will will mistake you for that kind of jackal.

Even the prophetic spells of the prophets could not lock onto them.

Roy handed the holy symbol to Pranzie and briefly explained how to use it.

Prandtse quickly grasped the task and then went to carry out her orders.

……

Finding the whereabouts of the prophet is no easy task.

He was well protected, more so than any of the gnoll nobles and high-ranking officials.

Even though Prandtse was in the shadows, she was unable to find her for the time being.

However, on the main battlefield, the attack on the gnoll fortress of Lodis had begun.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The cannons roared, their deafening roar filling the sky.

Numerous alchemical bombs, along with rudimentary firearms, rained down on the massive fortress.

This time, many heavy weapons were in place, and the human alliance no longer had to rely on brute force to fight their way through the enemy lines.

Low-level gunpowder weapons possess magical power equivalent to tens of degrees, which already meets the standard for entry-level level one.

Moreover, the vast majority of them can reach a distance of several kilometers, which is much greater than the range of ordinary spell attacks.

Many gnolls were not used to this tactic and were at a loss, hiding behind cover.

During this period, they also made some tactical attempts.

For example, sending elite troops to raid the camp, attempting to sabotage firearms, hunt down personnel, and so on.

However, the human side began to equip themselves with various reconnaissance spells and tools, effectively preventing this counterattack.

The gnolls also tried to use some methods that had worked in the past, such as using catapults to throw out rotting corpses to create a barrier of plague and poisonous fog.

However, thanks to the "Holy Grail of the Goddess of Light," this little trick was easily thwarted.

Moreover, the human side also has heroic figures. Kairador and others, equipped with advanced gear, would occasionally flank and launch surprise attacks, smashing through many city walls.

Some even used their mobility to airdrop elite troops into the rear to cut off supply lines.

The entire city of Lodis was plunged into a dangerous situation, beset by internal and external troubles.

In contrast, Roy's situation was quite different.

He sat in the living room, watching the panoramic view of Celine driving the Earth Spirit Pole into the ley line node.

Near the city of Lodis, the bright light appeared to be unusually concentrated, forming a continuous expanse.

"Tens of thousands of souls have already been captured, and many more expeditionary legions are patrolling the countryside and other small towns to hunt according to your instructions..."

They relentlessly slaughtered the gnolls with an annihilating force!

It is estimated that within the next two weeks, the number of newly captured souls will reach the millions!

This is absolutely a massacre-level extinction for a species in a region.

But because the other party was a jackal, a monster, Roy not only felt no psychological burden, but was also quite gratified.

This way, the human alliance can expand its territory there and gain more living space.

The various outposts and barracks stationed there can also effectively protect the Earth Spirit Pillar.

"Never mind that prophet for now, let's continue refining the Soul Dew..."

This time, I can finally get some proper nourishment!

A large number of souls can contribute a lot of spiritual energy to him.

The essence obtained through continuous refinement can be integrated into the origin, directly enhancing the spirituality of the soul.

He quickly refined several portions of "5N-level" soul nectar for himself and Longwa to use.

“3431→3688…”

“3554→3705…”

In a very short period of time, both physical and mental strength improved, resulting in an increase of over 100.

……

Time flies and two years have passed.

Roy improved his physical and mental abilities by 100 every few months, pushing them both to the 4000 level.

Meanwhile, the blessing from the [Sage's Words] also steadily increased during this period, reaching a level close to 3000!
This means that he has taken another big step closer to the perfect state of having a solid foundation.

At this point, Roy felt it was time for him to take a break, rest, and process what he had learned.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Prandtse, who had repeatedly gone on missions without success, finally saw a turning point.

Because the human army was about to attack the gnoll capital "Ubus," the prophet Sarris finally relaxed his guard.

Or perhaps, he had no choice but to step in and take charge...

She finally found her chance to strike!

(End of this chapter)