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"Mr. Hohenheim, the villain in the bottle is the same as this thing. Most of it is made of the philosopher's stone." Ian said, pointing to the artificial man Envy beside him.

"Yes." Hohenheim nodded: "Originally, it was only as big as an egg and was sealed in a flask. Only the little man was its true body, and the others were all skins created by it using alchemy."

"Then let's do an experiment."

"What experiment?"

"An experiment to directly take away the Philosopher's Stone." Ian took out the ring from his arms.

"Is the thing on this ring also a philosopher's stone?" Hohenheim looked at the bright red gemstone.

"Yes, this is the stone I got from the Bishop of Leto Church." Ian said: "About twenty days ago, I came to Leor. There is a new religious organization in this city. Their leader claims to be able to summon miracles to make the living immortal and the dead resurrected, thereby gathering all the surrounding humans to Leor."

"Those are actually the hands and feet of artificial humans. They gave the stone to Bishop Leto so that after the population gathers, they can be massacred at the right time to leave a mark of blood."

"Is that so? No wonder you said Real is the next location." Hohenheim said.

"In the past twenty days, I have conducted research on this Philosopher's Stone." Ian said: "I tried to design a refining formation that can peel off the Philosopher's Stone, and it is basically completed. , but it has not been tested yet.”

"Can you show me the formation formation?" Hohenheim asked.

"Of course." Ian took out a rolled-up drawing from the sleeve of his white robe: "Mr. Hohenheim, you have been studying alchemy for many years. I have a lot to ask you in this regard."

Hohenheim turned over the drawing and saw that it was a draft that had been revised many times.

He didn't take it seriously at first. Stripping off the Philosopher's Stone was not something a novice alchemist could do. The history of alchemy was only over four hundred years ago, and no one had ever studied this aspect. .

Hohenheim had never thought of doing such a thing and had done no research on it.

He never thought he could defeat the man in the bottle in a head-on confrontation.

After all, he is only a human being. He can live till now not because of how awesome he is, but because the villain in the bottle let him go and gave him this immortal body.

Even the name von Hohenheim was given to him by the villain in the bottle. Four hundred years ago, he was just a slave.

He was a slave raised by the king's alchemist. In order to conduct experiments, a lot of blood was drawn from him. The little man in the bottle was the unknown source of knowledge created by the alchemist's random experiments.

For many years, he had been living with the little man in the bottle day and night. He was well aware of the horror of that guy. There seemed to be nothing in the world that it didn't know.

Hohenheim has lived according to the instructions of the little man in the bottle for many years. As long as he does things according to that guy's orders, he will definitely get the results he wants in the end. It is with its help that Hohenheim can step by step from Slave No. 23 to Became the national alchemist of Xerxes.

At that time, the state alchemist was not a common thing. It could be said that at that time, he was inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. Except for the king who could give instructions to him, everyone else would bow or bow to him when they saw him. bow down.

Although Hohenheim was a slave, although he was stupid and slow, there was only one thing he knew very well. Without the little man in the bottle, he would have been a slave without power and freedom until his death. Everything he owned later was It was given to him by the little man in the bottle.

After the demise of Xerxes, in just four hundred years, the little man in the bottle established a new kingdom, which taught mankind new knowledge, such as trains, electric lights, and automobiles. All kinds of unheard-of things appeared. In the world.

Not knowing the limits of the man in the bottle, Hohenheim has always felt that he can only wait for the opportunity.

After years and nights of calculations, he had already figured out the key locations of the formation formation, but he did not go to see the engraving site, and even took the initiative to avoid those places.

He felt that he had the only way to win, which was to wait for the little one in the bottle to violate the taboo and use "self-reverse" to eliminate it and save his son and wife.

But Ian's thoughts were completely different from his. The man he had just met was not thinking about sneaky tricks, but how to pin the little man in the bottle to the ground.

The more Hohenheim looked at this drawing, the more he frowned.

This refining formation is too complicated. It is made up of many small refining formations.

With his 400 years of alchemy experience, Rao can barely understand the function of this thing. If energy is input, it is indeed possible to achieve the effect of peeling off the Philosopher's Stone.

The more he looked, the more confused he became, so he discussed it with Ian.

"I'm sorry, what's the reason for the energy interruption in this place?" Hohenheim pointed to a small formation formation in the draft diagram.

"Here, this is not actually about interrupting energy, but it is paired with another formation to achieve a frequency-based opening and closing function." Ian explained: "It's like an electric current, Mr. Hohenheim, you should be able to understand Come on, current."

"What about here?"

"This is for"

Ian simply built a table in front of him and discussed it face to face with Hohenheim.

This is a formation that he created by imitating the control chip of an electronic device. He did not complete it alone. The artificial intelligence MAGI helped him do many complex calculations.

The general principle of forming the array is to first scan the number of souls contained in the Philosopher's Stone, and then individually link to each soul, like fishing, to pull them out of the stone one by one.

It’s not a particularly complex calculation, but it’s probably something people of this era have never seen before.

Although there are trains and landline telephones in this world, computers have not yet been born. Mobile digital computers are high-tech for them.

He combined technology and alchemy to create this refining formation, which should be the first in the world and the only one of its kind.

Hohenheim's knowledge reserve is still sufficient. After he understood what Ian meant, he began to propose how to modify the drawing.

"To achieve this effect, I actually have a simpler way." Hohenheim drew on the drawing.

After all, he has lived for more than four hundred years and is covered in the Philosopher's Stone. He can use alchemy without moving, and he can still see the shortcomings and optimization plans of this blueprint at a glance.

"Do you think it's okay to change it like this?" Ian asked humbly.

Where the Tao exists, there exists the teacher. With such a good and professional teacher, he naturally has to seize the time to learn knowledge.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was bright.

The two of them sat at the table and revised it for several hours.

They are not ordinary people, and they will not feel exhausted. On the contrary, the more they discuss, the more they get into the state.

Knowledge sparked fiercely in the collision between the two, and finally at sunrise, a formation that both of them felt was possible was completed.

"Finally done." Ian breathed out.

"Wait a minute." Hohenheim pushed up the glasses on his nose: "One last question, what are you going to do with the stripped stone? Do you want to keep it for yourself?"

"Let those painful souls be liberated, Mr. Hohenheim." Ian said: "Although I am very interested in alchemy, I absolutely do not agree with anything involving the method of killing people."

"Human life is not a number. I am a pacifist. My hometown has suffered from war and suffering. I have experienced that kind of torture, so I will not agree with the actions of the little man in the bottle."

"I hope you can believe me. I am not fighting against the villain in the bottle for the purpose of the Philosopher's Stone and immortality. I just don't want to see disrespect for life. On the premise of respecting life, I I will continue to act for my purpose.”

"Do you respect life?" Hohenheim looked at his palms: "I wish I could understand this earlier."

He thought again of those years when he was a slave. Even if he became a national advisor who was inferior to one person and surpassed ten thousand people, in his heart, he was still the slave of the king.

In order to live forever, the king ordered the massacre of humans many times to carve blood marks on the land.

He knew about this, but was indifferent to it. In his eyes, those people should sacrifice their lives for the king. If the king asked him to kill the villagers, he would do it.

At that time, he had no self and didn't know how to respect life. He didn't even respect his own life enough. If the king ordered him to commit suicide, he would probably pick up the knife and chop his own head. .

"Then do this." Hohenheim agreed with Ian's approach: "We will liberate all the souls in the artificial human body."

"Okay." Ian held Hohenheim's thick hand.

Both of them set their sights on the android Envi who had been sealed away all night. Their blazing gazes made Envi feel as if he was about to be roasted and eaten.

Envi wanted to struggle, but it had no room for struggle.

Ian used it as the center to draw this new refining formation on the ground.

Once he has seen something, he will never forget it.

He pressed his hands on the ground, and the transparent crystals spread and grew in the soil like tree roots. The raised soil lines drew a super-large forging formation with a diameter of twenty meters.

Even though it was enlarged to such a large size, the densely packed characters still made Envi dizzy.

It knew what this formation was for, and Ian did not avoid it at all when discussing it with Hohenheim. In Ian's eyes, it was not a thing at all.

"Then I'll get started, Mr. Hohenheim," Ian said.

"Let's get started!" Hohenheim was excited.

Ian nodded and injected energy into the formation.

The war hammer crystal in the center of the formation steamed up under his control, melting little by little, releasing Envi.

Enwei finally breathed fresh air and could move again, but his huge body kept shaking. Thousands of red lightning bolts shot out from the underground formation and bounced onto his body. .

"——Ah! It hurts so much!! It hurts so much!!!" Envi screamed in pain.

After those lightning bolts shot into its body, they turned into strands of "fishing line", pulling the monster-like body to the ground and pulling it in all directions.

This is similar to the execution of dismembering Enwei by five horses, but it is not just five horses that are pulling Enwei, but thousands of them. There are as many threads pulling on Enwey as there are souls in his body. This feeling is like a sudden death. It's like tearing off its flesh piece by piece.

Soon, the Philosopher's Stone was torn out of its body. As the threads were broken and retracted, fine red crystals fell from Envy's wounds, like red gemstones.

"Mr. Hohenheim!" Ian shouted at the same time.

"I know!" Hohenheim clasped his hands together and pressed them on the ground.

He longed for forgiveness from the souls of his compatriots. The souls in Envi were also the souls of the kingdom of Xeruxes, who were separated from the little people in the bottle, his compatriots.

In the past four hundred years, Hohenheim has repented countless times. He talked with the "Philosopher's Stone" in his body and the souls of his compatriots, begging for their forgiveness and working with them to fight against the villain in the bottle.

"Close your eyes, dead people..." Hohenheim prayed.

Those finely divided Philosopher's Stones emitted a dazzling light, and each one no longer maintained the shape of the stone. First, they melted into water, and then the painful souls were released and flew into the sky.

They transformed into energy and primitive elements in the air, ending 400 years of torture.

"Thanks."

Both Ian and Hohenheim heard someone say thank you.

The light that formed the array dissipated, and the huge body in the center disappeared.

Ian stepped forward, picked up a handful of soil, grabbed the tail, and pulled out a small lizard the size of a palm.

The small lizard has eight legs and a head with proportionally large eyes.

That is Envi who has become smaller. In fact, this is its true body. It is such a small lizard. After all the Philosopher's Stones are stripped out of its body, it will change back to this.

"I never said you could leave."

"Hey!" Enwei broke into a cold sweat.

It was still useful to keep this guy, so Ian didn't kill it, but put it in a sealed jar made of crystal.

Afterwards, Ian and Hohenheim worked together to clean up the scene.

"Mr. Hohenheim, do you think this formation can work on the little man in the bottle?" Ian asked.

"Theoretically it's possible," Hohenheim said, "but in practice, it's unlikely to be successful. There are too many philosopher's stones in the little man in the bottle, and there are too many uncertainties in the process."

"Then let's improve and improve." Ian said.

"But time is running out." Hohenheim looked towards the direction of the rising sun: "It will definitely take action. It will always consider the plan thoroughly to cope with various unexpected situations that may arise, even if you Joining in, I can’t even say we have a high probability of winning.”

"And Leo's blood mark failed to be carved successfully. I'm afraid it will notice something abnormal soon."

"Really." Ian patted the dust on his white robe: "Then let's think about it carefully and go to Leo's place to rest for a while. The residents here are very friendly. I believe they will like you."

Hohenheim was silent. He looked at the city rising from the sand from above.

Did he think he was too cowardly? So far, how many people have died in the Mark of Blood?

If possible, he also wants to save these people. With Ian joining, maybe this will no longer be a luxury.