Lord of the Mysteries fanfic: wake up, hermit

One month later.

Next to a large expanse of cracked land that was whitened by the incandescent sunlight, there were fields with withered yellow grass leaves lingering.

Large dark clouds obeyed the weather warlock's orders and floated over the two people standing and squatting, darkening the ground at their feet several shades. Medici stood bored and smoked, and Thoth was lowering his head and playing with a pile of tall and short fat people.

Bottles and jars of different sizes were poured into brown glass bottles in a certain order and in a certain amount according to the instructions of the nature walker from the land of silver. Perhaps because the raw materials were very expensive, Thoth was overly cautious, so he

Like a middle school student entering the laboratory for the first time.

"The thick pulp of the fruit of the female tree man. The cocoon left by the blue swallowtail butterfly's emergence. The golden spring water. A blessing from the angelic level of the 'cultivator'. Well... this was well preserved with a scroll before..."

···There should be no problem.”

[Fountain of Resurrection] was finally produced successfully. This bottle of mystical potion blessed by angels has the effect of restoring life to the wasteland, but the conditions for preservation and functioning are extremely harsh. For example, the finished product will decompose and fail under high heat and strong light.

But even under dark conditions, it does not exist for more than fifteen minutes - because the "blessing" will gradually break away from the "potion" as time goes by. This is why a king of angels and a saint have to carry it on a hot day

A bunch of bottles and cans came to the field for chemical experiments. Thoth was responsible for operating them, and Medici was responsible for maintaining the experimental environment.

Although the war is over, the residual effects left by various extraordinary powers are still there. The "Holy Rain of the Sun" dropped by the Creator mainly targets the sources of pollution left by the devil during the months of secret planning, and the pain accumulated by years of war

It does not heal instantly, everything takes time. For example, the wasteland in front of them, according to the investigation of the cultivators, had been bombarded by sulfur fireballs and sun flames in turn, so that no plants could grow in thirty years.

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After all, during the war, who would care that your fireball burned down a wheat field, my virus merged into a river, and you accidentally turned an extinct volcano into an active volcano that erupts with a small eruption every three days and a large eruption every five days?

A "distortion" caused a geological situation that shocked the geographers of the Fifth Age... and other miscellaneous things? It would be good to survive.

Although many lives were lost in the war, the population will grow sooner or later after the war, so the restoration of land resources has become particularly important. From the King of Angels down to Sequence 9, all those who are not missing arms or legs pass by

After a short period of repair, they all traveled north and south under the call to "rebuild their homeland", using various extraordinary abilities to coordinate and strive to transform the dangerous and desolate land into a land suitable for farming and livability.

For the new era!

Thoth shook his fist secretly in his mind, and then summoned a giant monster made of silt, with eyes and mouths scattered around the body, muttering "Give me my fields, give me my fields".

Its name is Nitianfang, which comes from a Japanese ghost story. It is said that "Nitianfang" was a diligent farmer during his lifetime. He died after buying a field. His son spent too much time and alcohol instead of doing his job, and even sold his father's field for money. He became angry.

The old man transformed into a "mud farm", and from time to time he would poke his head out of the farmland that had passed into the hands of others, constantly shouting "Give my farm back".

Thoth accidentally remembered this legend, and used "mysterious reappearance" to give life to Nitianfang, turning it into his own mystical creation.

In times of war, it can be used as a trap to trap the enemy. In the new era of peace, it will be used in new ways.

"Open your mouth wide, ah——"

Nitianfang obediently opened its toothless mouth, allowing Thoth to pour in every drop of the [Fountain of Resurrection], and then squirmed into the cracked wasteland, its body stretching out like a wave of water.

, until the mud covering every crack, with eyes and mouths, gradually stopped squirming. Finally, its eyes and mouth were closed, and it no longer called out "Give me back the fields", as if it had merged with the earth.

Medici smelled a refreshing scent in the air that was completely different from before. He looked down at the little spy who was still squatting on the ground in surprise and listened to his explanation: "Nitianfang will allow the medicine to penetrate more fully into the land.

, as for the full effect of the medicine, it will take about three months." Seemingly realizing that it was inappropriate to leave such a large mystical creature outside, Thoth added, "It will be very safe.

Divided."

The dark clouds above their heads slowly spread, became lighter, and turned into wisps of white clouds, which appropriately weakened the too dazzling sunlight. In such a pleasant scene, the war angel who took off his armor became less sharp.

Rui is a bit more approachable. He wears the most common linen clothes and wears the most common strappy boots. His brown trousers are tightly tied into the boots, and his long fiery red hair is tied loosely behind his head with a rope.

...If it weren't for the lingering smell of gunpowder smoke, Thoth would hardly have recognized that this was the conqueror who had commanded them in many battles, the red angel who plunged into the enemy's throat like a tempered sharp knife.

But think about it carefully, who wears armor all day long? War Angels and Legions basically eat and live together, sleep and rest, and wash off the blood and stains. They look like they are taking off their armor, let alone when washing.

After a time or two...why do you suddenly feel refreshed?

Probably because... the war is really over.

The white marble stairs appeared silently in front of them, one step, two steps, three steps... spiraling upward, straight into the sky, and the end seemed to be connected to the sky. Medici stepped up steadily,

Thoth followed closely behind.

"It seems you already know where you are going."

"There are not many reasons for you, who serve in the Kingdom of God, to appear in front of me."

Medici was speechless for a moment, "Do you think angels are just stone men who stick to the Lord's side? They go out to fight when something happens, but they can't run around when nothing happens?"

"But the murals always give people this impression... At least when Lord Ouroleus depicts the holy image of the Lord, he always draws all the kings of angels next to him."

“Tsk, one day I will definitely ask Him to draw a picture of me and the Lord alone, just me and the Lord.”

Thoth was silent, thinking, "So I just don't want to appear in the same painting with my colleagues?" But he did not answer the question, and just said that Ourolius had already begun to depict "The Wrath of the Lord" in the "Scripture of Creation"

, the part related to "The Lord's Punishment", at least based on the current progress, it seems that the protagonist of the picture is Medici.

Medici said in astonishment, "But yesterday He said it was still too early to paint me."

Thoth was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it possible? I sent you red paint before I met you here, and I saw that the color of your armor was almost done..." The young master of prophecy suddenly stopped talking and hesitated.

A hypothesis was put forward, "Does Lord Ourolius want to give you a surprise? Does he want you to see the entire finished painting directly?"

"Oh, this isn't the one the Lord was talking about recently—"

"Ahem...please treat it as if I didn't say anything just now." He didn't want to be put in bad luck by the mercury snake.

Looking at the meaningful smile on Medici's face, before Thoth could let out a deep sigh in his heart, he saw that at the top of the stairs was a double stone door carved with many mysterious patterns, with layers of illusory wings.

The silver-haired angel stood by the door, his eyes empty as if he was looking at the flow of fate in the void.

"Hey, Orochi!" Medici went up to greet the other party as if nothing had happened, "You haven't restarted it yet?"

"Seven days later."

"Hey, go in by yourself." Medici turned to look at Thoth, "The Lord said you can go in alone."

The door of heaven opened in response.