Lord of Glory

Paladin, who was getting more and more tired, immediately rummaged through the box to find a bottle of ink, dipped his finger in it, immediately tore up the worn carpet on the floor, and began to draw the formation with great skill. Light the fire, pour water on it, blow on it, and sprinkle some soil.

After finishing, Paladin was panting heavily and was about to drag the sleeping couple into the magic circle with all his strength. He stood decisively in the center and drew his blood emblem! Boom boom boom! A dazzling light flashed, and Paladin picked up the soybean-sized philosopher's stone lying on the ground with one hand. Use your sleeve to wipe the circle off the floor. After looking around and seeing no one else, he ran towards the church as fast as he could. Behind him, there was only a shop with a dead family of three left.

After closing the door, Paladin stumbled into the room. When he was touched, his whole body went limp and he collapsed on the ground! At this time, Paladin looked horrified, because he clearly felt that he was about to die. My limbs were weak, and even my brain began to become confused.

At such a critical moment, Paladin felt that his feet were basically numb, so he could only clench his steel teeth and support the ground with his weak arms to move forward. He murmured in a tone of resentment: "How could it be possible, how could it be possible to die here like this! Alive!" Die of old age here! Die of old age here, a humble, despicable and useless person? I am Paladin, I am a big shot in the future!"

With these resentments, Paladin still failed to reach the counter. He lay limply on the floor. The only trace of life left was rapidly passing through his body. In a daze, Paladin laughed. He looked at the ceiling and laughed. His own strength could no longer support him in writing the decomposition and reorganization of the magic circle, and he no longer even had the strength to climb up the stool. At this moment, in his clear eyes, besides despair, there was more unwillingness.

In a daze, Paladin seemed to see his own life, his humble and despicable life. I have never been looked down upon by anyone, and I endure the humiliation and burden every day and live a life that is worse than a pig or a dog. At that time, I worked harder than any other student to learn knowledge. Because when he was a child, he firmly believed that only by mastering knowledge can he stand out, escape from this kind of life, and be respected by others. Until I met the scroll...

The Ripley Scroll records the formula of the great alchemical potion in alchemy, the Philosopher's Stone. This was such a strong temptation that Paladin couldn't control it and took it for himself. "Sure enough, I have gained strength and a respectable life. With a respected status and a beautiful wife, I should be satisfied."

Paladin's eyes gradually became trance-like with a self-deprecating smile on his face. Just as he was about to slowly close his eyes and wait for death, a man and a woman with blurred faces suddenly flashed in his mind, looking at him with smiles. The inexplicable feeling of intimacy between these two people made Paladin understand in an instant that these were his biological parents whose appearance he had forgotten!

This is the moment! An unknown fire suddenly ignited in Paladin's heart. The exhausted eyes opened instantly, flashing with endless malice and madness: "Get away! I don't need your pity! I am not a wild dog wagging my tail and begging for mercy!"

After shouting a hoarse word, Paladin decisively grabbed the philosopher's stone in his hand, put it into his mouth with the last bit of strength and swallowed it. With a proud and crazy look on his face, he laughed nervously: "I, Paladin, even if I die, I don't want your pity! Even if I am exploded by the huge power of the Philosopher's Stone and my body is gone, I am still me, just me. !”

But at this moment, when Paladin was in despair. The body that had just swallowed the Philosopher's Stone suddenly felt like a dead tree meeting the rain, like an endless stream of warmth warming Paladin's depleted body! "Ahhh! So comfortable!"

Unlike the previous severe pain that ran through his body, Paladin felt unprecedentedly comfortable at this time. He was delighted to see that the wrinkles on the withered body were visible to the naked eye and became smooth and tender again. Infinite strength surges from all over the body! It was as if the previous fatigue was just a dream.

Paladin suddenly turned over and stood up. Looking at his restored young self in the mirror, an ecstatic expression appeared on his face: "It turns out that it can be eaten alive. Hahahaha! Sure enough, I, Paladin, am not destined to die like this!" But as soon as he finished speaking, Paladin His body began to age again. But this time it was obviously not fast.

Paladin was just stunned for a moment, and then laughed ferociously: "Isn't the Philosopher's Stone for two people not enough? Also, I absorbed the elements for four people at once, and the Philosopher's Stone for two people is simply not worth the consumption. That's fine. , if you want people, there are plenty of them in towns. Raw materials are available everywhere."

The grinning Paladin seemed to suddenly remember something, with a thoughtful look on his face. He suppressed his excitement and said, "Wait a minute, if you put it this way, if I swallowed the Philosopher's Stone for ten people in one breath, doesn't that mean I can live?" Ten times the life of others? If there are hundreds or thousands of people...Am I immortal? I can be immortal! Hahaha!"

In the room, intermittent sinister laughter could be faintly heard. The people who were sleeping at this time would not know that they had been regarded by a respected priest as raw materials that could be squandered at will.

And when the night was gradually lit up by the white light in the sky, a ray of sunlight shone on the church in the town. Paladin was sitting on a stool with a crazy look on his face. He looked at a bright red Philosopher's Stone the size of an egg lying in a handkerchief in front of him. He couldn't help laughing but laughed deeply: "For ten people, a whole Philosopher's Stone for ten people." ! Ah, such a beautiful color, as dazzling as if it was watered by endless blood locks. He is mine, only mine!"

Paladin picked up the philosopher's stone and swallowed it in his mouth. Gulu swallowed it all at once. "Hahaha! Hahaha!" Paladin's gradually aging skin instantly regained its youthfulness. At this time, Paladin looked as if he had been painted with a layer of white paint, showing a strange snow-white color. Although her appearance remains the same, she looks more delicate. He looks a little younger than his real age of twenty-two.

Paladin looked at his body with satisfaction. He was not afraid of things being revealed at all. Because most of the people who died were beggars and homeless people. There are also people who are not from this town. What can really be traced is the couple who was killed before. But he was not afraid at all, because when he turned into a skeleton, ordinary soldiers would only think of a dark wizard.

Since you think of a dark wizard, you must seek help from a local priest. And precisely this candidate is Paladin himself. He would never report it to the Holy See and ask the Holy See to send a magistrate from the Inquisition. The lord of this town does not care about the life and death of civilians, and the soldiers and guard captains cannot contact the Holy See. So that means that as long as you don’t report it yourself, how many raw materials to use isn’t just a matter of a moment’s notice?

Thinking of the happy place, Paladin couldn't help laughing again! All he needs now is to put on some decent clothes and wait for the soldiers to invite him to perform.

PS: Hahaha, I sing and fight with swords, but I am an old book friend. I always remember you. Regarding your comments, I laughed with pleasure. The foreshadowing has been laid in the dozens of previous pictures, and the constant changes in mood of the pig's feet are also hints. You know what pig’s feet will become in the future~~~~

As for Mr. Abrodi, please go home to YY with your rotten stories, don’t bring them in... [I leave messages after chapters out of necessity because I have been banned for two years...]