In the Golden Cathedral in Aalto, the City of Psalm, the Duchy of Orvarit.
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio In the evening, Cardinal Gossett and the others prayed for Sunday under the lead of Cardinal Philibell. Then Cardinal Philibell left silently and returned to his living room.
"What happened to Mr. Philibell?" asked another cardinal confusedly.
Gossett shook his head, "I don't know. Mr. Philibell has been acting strangely since more than a month ago."
"More than a month ago? Was it when Arcana Voice started to slander His Holiness as Viken the Disaster Sorcerer?" The cardinal who asked the question was a bit uneasy.
The middle-ranking clerics had long become numb to the repeated rumors and did not pay too much attention to them. Compared to the previous rumors, there was no outstanding point or concrete evidence, nor was there anything more exaggerated or frightening. However, for high-ranking clerics who were familiar with the history of the Church and were familiar with various details, it was soul-stirring. Many parts could be corroborated with historical details, as if there was a lot of real information hidden within.
Of course, since there were many possibilities in history, there were also many stories that could be made up. Therefore, the senior-rank clerics were only a bit suspicious, but they soon forgot about it. However, when the rumor was mentioned again, they still felt a bit scared.
Gossett suddenly raised his head and looked quite serious, "I remember now. Mr. Philibell's strange behavior started after he attended the emergency meeting of the Grand Cardinals held by His Holiness …"
"There shouldn't be any connection …" The cardinal who was talking looked very gloomy, as if he had thought of many bad things.
Gossett forced a smile and said, "I think so too. Any devout believer would be in a bad mood after hearing the slander of the Congress of Magic."
In the living room.
Philibell, the Angel of Light, sat behind the desk in a daze, staring at the flickering candlelight. Against the darkening sky, there seemed to be waves of fire flashing across his whiskers.
With a crackle, the flame of the candle flickered and rose, illuminating Philibell's face with a rosy glow.
"Philibell, have you made up your mind? This can help you recover your wavering faith and get closer to the God of Truth. We don't need you to do anything else. We just need you to give us the key information at the critical moment. "The candle kept jumping, making a hoarse voice that was mixed with crackling sounds.
Philibell's face was gloomy. He squinted and said to the candle flame in front of him, "There's no way for you to enter Mountain Paradise. You claim that Thanos is the Sun King is the supreme Lord based on his notes? I can't believe it. I will not steal the power of faith and betray the grace of the Lord like the northern heretics! "
Candlelight burst into laughter. "You have subconsciously addressed His Excellency Thanos as the Sun King instead of calling him by his name. You can't hide what you are thinking from me. No matter who His Excellency Thanos was in the past, after he melded with Mountain Paradise, he became a real god, a being beyond demigods. He's the supreme Lord that you speak of. He's only in a short sleep right now. The more believers grow, the easier it will be for him to wake up. Philibell, are you going to betray the God of Truth with Benedict III, the fallen? "
After a minute of silence, Philibell said firmly, "Atlant, no matter how good you are at manipulating people, I won't be fooled by you. Leave now, or I'll turn on the divine power circle of the Golden Cathedral."
The flame jumped and said, "Philibell, I can feel that you're wavering. As long as you're willing, we'll accept your surrender at any time. Just wait and see. Richard and the other clerics of the Holmesian Church will become stronger in a short period of time, because what we've gained from the Realm of Gates is beyond your imagination. We're even more powerful than the saints of the North Church, who haven't even approached Mountain Paradise yet."
After that, the flame suddenly shrank, and the room returned to normal.
With a gloomy face, Philibell activated the defense divine power circle of the Golden Cathedral and then cast 'Blessed Realm'. It was not until then that he put on a smile. There seemed to be two clusters of light jumping in his pupils, which were unpredictable and unapproachable.
"Only when the Church thrives can we benefit from it. Now that His Holiness has shown his sincerity, we certainly won't be stupid enough to split our own foundation. Atlant, you've underestimated His Holiness."
In a manor outside the city of Aalto …
The Eye of Curse closed his eyes and stopped looking at the silver candlestick in front of him. At this time, the flame suddenly jumped and stretched into the shape of a person.
"Who's there?" Atlant suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the flame warily.
The flame kept changing like a twisted little person. It said in an old voice, "It doesn't matter whose projection I am. What matters is the information I've brought you."
"What information?" Atlant, the Eye of Curse, guessed the identity and purpose of the mysterious projector.
The flame bounced and said, "The information on how to become a demigod, including the complete steps of legendary advancement, the complete method to condense the power of feelings, the complete method to transform the body, the complete arrangement of magic circles, the complete secrets of making special divine items …"
"You're Benedict III … No, Viken …" Atlant's voice was full of wariness. He felt lucky that he was only a magic puppet here.
The flame chuckled, "As I said, it doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whether or not you want to improve your strength, whether or not you want to become a top legend, and whether or not you want to become a demigod!"
"Do you think I'm that stupid? Do you think I'll believe the enemy's method? "Atlant sneered.
The flame contracted and expanded, "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, but I don't think you'll mind reading the complete files in that regard. As for whether or not it's true, you can verify it yourself. I don't need your help."
"You don't need my help? You don't need me to pay any price? "Atlant asked, somewhat surprised.
The flame chuckled. "What help can you give me? I'm just feeling sorry for you. Douglas, Fernando, and Lucien Evans have actually received relatively complete methods to become a demigod, but they kept it a secret and studied it on their own. Alright, you don't need to be suspicious of anything. I'll tell you everything I know. "
"You're trying to instigate an internal strife in the Congress …" Atlant saw through the purpose of the flame, but he did not resist at all and simply allowed the flame from the flame to connect to his head. After all, it was just a magic puppet's clone. It wouldn't matter what the guy was up to.
After more than ten minutes, Atlant's face became gloomy, and the line of fire was gone. Candlelight chuckled and dimmed on its own. Atlant had not been asked to make any promises or sign any magic contract!
"The King of Calamities is truly generous …" After a long time, Atlant heaved a long sigh. Who could've foreseen that Benedict III would share the secrets of becoming a demigod with him? It was almost like it was not the precious knowledge that could lead to a war of legends but a potato on the roadside!
Although there was only a slim chance of becoming a demigod, and there were still a lot of difficulties and obstacles on the way, at least for now, it was the only path that had been proven to lead to the level of demigod!
Atlant, who vaguely guessed Benedict III's purpose, recalled the content in his head and closed his eyes. He knew what the path to becoming a demigod would bring, but he still couldn't help but look at it, as if it were emitting irresistible charm.
"Just like what Evans liked to say, this is an open scheme. So, I don't need to make any promises or sign any contracts …"
… …
In the month of winter, in the class of "Basics of New Alchemy", Heidi had to add the content of "wave mechanics" despite her reluctance.
At this time, Mr. Ernesto walked in and announced two things. First, in the middle of the Month of Frost, the Magic Academy would organize all the students to go to the north for "field practice teaching". The purpose was to test the students' comprehensive ability in using magic, identifying different kinds of creatures, and applying the common sense of adventure. Second, the current issue of Arcana and other periodicals would be distributed.
His face was so relaxed that he seemed to have put down a giant rock in his heart.
"Huh. This issue of" Arcana "is really thick." Onore had been obsessed with the study of "wave mechanics" recently. He felt that he had a deeper understanding of the microscopic domain and the new alchemy.
Looking through the journal, Lucien found the reason why the number of pages was so thick. It was because Mr. Evans had submitted a paper, which proved the relationship between wave mechanics and matrix mechanics using mathematical methods, and explained that they were different expressions of the same theory. Lucien used a mathematical tool that was not well studied before, so he also provided the specific content of the mathematical tool. It was a mathematical tool that extended the Tower Geometry in the three-dimensional space to more dimensions, or even infinite dimensions. In order to distinguish it from Evans Geometric Space, this mathematical tool was called "Lucien-Levski Space".
As a matter of fact, after "Nature" was founded a few years ago, besides studying the methods to analyze Evans Geometry, the Tower arcanists such as Levski also came up with the idea of extending Tower Geometry from the three-dimensional space to more dimensions. They had done a lot of preliminary studies on it and made up for the other mathematical knowledge that was needed. That was why Lucien's paper was not unacceptably thick and only required references in many places.
Of course, the mathematics known as "Hilbert Space" on Earth was not truly established until the paper.
In the past few years, thanks to the general theory of relativity, which established the status of Evans Geometry, which was previously thought to be meaningless, and Lucien's idea allowed Levski and other arcanists from Tower to get rid of the shackles of intuition and imagination, the pure mathematical research had flourished. Many arcanists from Tower had devoted themselves to it and made outstanding contributions. Getting rid of the shackles meant that they no longer thought about the practical significance of the mathematical model they were working on. For example, they could not imagine what the form of "Lucien -Levski Space" was, and they were too lazy to think about it.
At the same time, their success in mathematics also helped them to better grasp the cutting-edge arcana theories. Therefore, their magic power did not increase slowly as expected, but rather rapidly. Levski, for example, was already close to the senior-rank!
"I'm dizzy. Mr. Evans is truly a math maniac." Clark's eyes were somewhat out of focus.
Onore couldn't help but chuckle. "Me too. However, Mr. Evans' proof is truly reassuring. We no longer need to worry that the study of wave mechanics will be subverted."
He was brimming with relief and optimism.
Most of the arcanists who read the paper were relaxed and optimistic. Even the minority of arcanists who preferred matrix mechanics and particle properties and discontinuity had to admit the success of wave mechanics.
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