Annan understood perfectly.

What kind of taboo did Nicholas Flamel violate?

Not just on the basis of ethics, or on the basis of moral prudence; And it's not just about upholding the authority of gods or monarchs...... Although Nicholas challenged his peers, the monarch, and the gods at the same time, it was his betrayal of "humanity" that really led to his death.

Because if the synths make up their minds to hide, with their abilities, it is almost impossible to detect.

To dispel the supernatural powers held by the synthesizers, it requires the power of the "veto" of the Silent Lady; Cutting off the connection between synths requires the power of the mysterious lady's "secret" realm; If you want to find the traces of synthetic people, you have to rely on "luck" and "accident"; In order to completely destroy the synthesizer and prevent it from being used by other pseudo-gods, it is necessary to destroy it with god-level "decomposition" and "darkness" to bury it. And let the bone-buried mother-in-law personally confirm whether they are dead or not.

"Without the help of the gods, we can't even defeat those synths. But in this matter, the gods will help us after all. ”

Bishop Daryl said in a deep voice.

None of the twelve gods are human, or rather, the "Yaserans"—the native race of the Oasis.

There was no need for them to target Nicholas.

It can even be said that ...... If a better race emerges, it will be a good thing for the righteous gods.

But the Popes are real human beings.

"At that time, we convened the first 'Holy See Council' of this era."

Bishop Daryl replied: "Twelve popes and thirteen saints were present, and in the end there was a vote of twenty-three to two.

"So in the end, the twelve popes and the thirteen saints all appeared—

"This catastrophe, which could lead to the end of the Fifth Age, ended in just two days."

Nicholas's creation really offended too many people.

Anyone with a little sense can judge that after the synthesizer race grows up, human civilization will eventually be completely replaced by synths.

And the false gods are not counted, even the righteous gods are offended by him.

As a fatherless and motherless creature, this is undoubtedly a violation of "tradition"; The situation of heart-to-heart communication makes them no longer have "secrets", no more "trade", no "war", and no "nobility".

If synths do replace humans, they will offend the five gods - especially the Silver Jazz and the Red Knight, who are all gods of the single realm.

The demise of concepts represents the severance of truth. Under normal circumstances, "trade" and "war" cannot die...... But the situation is not normal.

Nicholas was not stupid.

He was the most distinguished alchemist...... and their Creator. He must have been the first to notice this. He also knew what he was up against.

But he still chose to remain silent.

Or even acquiescence.

He just didn't want to destroy his creation.

Of course...... And when he was arrested and executed, he did not resist in the slightest.

"I see......"

Annan nodded cautiously: "I already fully understand."

"You have made no mistake, and in order to protect all of humanity, the synths must be completely destroyed...... This is indeed a disaster that only the righteous gods can prevent. ”

Regardless of the identity of the leader of the Hermetic school in the royal capital.

We all have to pay attention to him.

Whether he is the real Nicholas Flamell;

or the last remnant of synths;

or the successor of Nicholas's scholarship and thought;

As long as he wasn't a liar who knew nothing about Nicholas's secrets, he merely existed...... It's an incomparably huge hidden danger.

"What are you going to do now?"

Annan was silent for a long time, and then asked Bishop Daryl, "This is obviously a big deal. ”

“…… But I can't go back to the royal capital yet. ”

Daryl struggled for a moment, but still sighed: "Both Nicholas and his partner have seen me before. As soon as we meet once, he knows that his existence has been exposed. ”

"And where are you going?"

"I'm going to Denisoa."

The fat bishop said in a deep voice, "Go to Nicholas's graveyard and have a look." Not many people know the location of his grave...... There's little to go there, and there are sure to be clues.

"I'm not a transcendent either. I'll go by boat, and I'll be there in half a month.

"Whether he came back from the dead, or if he wasn't dead at all, or if someone touched his body, there must be clues on the other side of the cemetery."

“…… You're right. ”

Annan nodded slowly.

That's the way to go.

The kings are very dangerous, and Grandpa Daryl is also very powerful. But he really didn't fit to follow.

- Nicholas's grave, sooner or later, it will be confirmed.

At present, Daryl can't go to the royal capital, and now go to the cemetery to take a look, which is the best distribution situation.

But...... How can we get Darryl to get the information over as quickly as possible?

Messenger?

That's not right, what if the letter is lost......

Let Sir Silver help pass the word?

Or do some kind of magic?

…… Otherwise, find a player to move with you?

Coincidentally, when it comes to divine arts......

"Okay, that's it."

Annan exhaled, and his tone became relaxed: "I almost forgot what I came to you to talk about. ”

“…… Wasn't that the right thing to do? ”

Daryl's movements were visibly frozen for a moment.

He looked up in disbelief.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Annan vaguely saw a flash of fear in Daryl's eyes......

"It's not a hassle this time," Annan quickly explained, "although every time I come to you, it happens to be a troublesome matter...... But this time it's really not bad news. ”

"Because the news is bad enough."

Darryl complained, "I haven't heard such bad news in almost a hundred years, Your Highness. ”

"That can't get worse, can it?"

“…… Also. ”

"But this time it's really good news."

Annan finally couldn't help but laugh.

He stretched out his right hand forward, palm down.

Just like when Daryl showed Annan the sigil of the Holy Light—starting from the back of Annan's hand, the fine, esoteric, shimmering silver runes flipped and emerged in pieces. Only a dark red rune hung near Annan's wrist.

These runes spread rapidly upward, crawling all over Annan's entire right arm, and extending upwards until they reached Annan's right cheek, and even covered the entire right side of his neck.

These intricate silver runes contain strange powers. It's almost impossible to see anything when one or two, but so many of them are connected together, anyway, the inexplicable power continues to stir and superimpose like water waves-

"I'm here to ask you...... I've been lucky lately, I've just gotten three hundred Silver Sizzles' Holy Light Marks, are there any high-end, practical magic techniques that you can recommend me to learn? ”

Looking at the old bread grandfather who looked at him motionless as if he had dropped the line, Annan asked modestly and gently.