Walenhill, who was sitting next to Bahá'u'lláh, had a resolute face, his right hand clenched into a fist, and the milky white light flowed quietly on it, clearly very angry with the blasphemous evil sorcerer Lucian Evans.
Seeing the reaction of the two of them, Philip Bell, the cardinal with a thick white beard, smiled and handed out another briefing: "Bahá'u'lláh, Valenhill, you are seeing the briefing of the first day, which is the second and third days. There is no need to pay too much attention to Lucian Evans, it is just synthetic urea, do you think this substance that exists in filthy things such as feces is living matter?"
After several popes reformed theology, the members of the College of Cardinals were more or less able to understand the Arcane Treatise.
Taking the briefing in Philippe's hand in confusion, the red-haired Bahá'u'l' who looked as rough as a giant read it carefully, which was full of discussions about the definition of urea, discussions about the theory of human life mechanics, and it was clear that the arguments of the necromancers prevailed, while the arcanists who were good at the elements could not provide stronger and more reliable evidence.
"It's not as serious as we think, it's a blessing from the Lord." Philippe Bell drew a cross on his chest.
Bahá'u'lláh, who was the first to read it, also nodded: "In fact, we should not regard extremely dirty urea as a gift from God, and we should improve the definition of this aspect to the 'divine gift of life' in the Holy Scriptures as soon as possible."
"Then there is no need for us to take great risks and send devout nightwatchmen who are willing to sacrifice everything for the glory of the Lord to eliminate Lucian Evans. Just order the courts of Holm, Colette and other major parishes to pay close attention to Lucian Evans' movements, and take action when they have the opportunity."
Although Valenhill was sent by the Pope to strangle the evil magicians, he also understood that in Holm and several other countries, the strength of the Magic Council was completely suppressing the church, unless the church could mobilize most of the members of the Cardinal Order to reinforce, but in this way, the Church of the North, the kingdom of the evil gods near the Dark Mountains, the dark creatures in the Dark Mountains, and the magicians of the ancient heritage had a chance to take advantage of the situation. Therefore, after inquiring about the little progress made in the study of natural gods by the Magic Council, both Valenhill and Bahá'u'lláh agreed to Philipbel's suggestion not to provoke a big deal, and prepared to just make a small fight.
Lucian's experiment with synthetic urea seemed to throw a boulder into a gradually calming situation, allowing the two devout believers, Valenhill and Bahá'u'lláh, to rekindle the blazing flame of defending the majesty of the Lord.
"I agree with Valenhill's suggestion, except that this arcane genius rarely leaves Alinge and Lentat before becoming a mid-level mage, and has little chance of eliminating him." Philippe Bell is the most knowledgeable of all the members of the Council of Cardinals who knows the magic council's style.
At this time, there was a hurried knock on the door of the study.
"Come in." Through the vast "Eye of God", Philippe Bell had already seen a priest with a panicked expression at the door, and the power of the holy light contained in his body was fluctuating violently, as if it would swallow him at any time.
The priest pushed open the door and, uncharacteristically, did not salute the three big men, but said eagerly: "Your Excellency Philippe, this is a briefing this morning, and they took great risk to send it out in advance."
"Stabilize your emotions, do not doubt the Lord, do not doubt the Lord's omniscience and omnipotence." Philippe's soft voice seemed to soothe the soul, calming the pastor's dazed fear a little.
He kept drawing the cross on his chest, slowly stabilizing the uncontrollable God-given power.
Philippe Bell took the briefing with a bad feeling and looked at the first page with the calmest attitude:
"Experiment on synthesizing a fatty acid from several non-living substances such as charcoal through a series of alchemical reactions" - Felipe Canelo.
In the introduction of this paper, Felipe wrote proudly and directly: "Through this experiment, I think I can announce to all magicians that the theory of human life mechanics has completely withdrawn from the historical stage of arcane development!"
Looking at the following series of experimental designs, Philippe Bell, a cardinal who has been in the Diocese of Holm for a long time and has a high level of self-cultivation, also said sternly: "This is blasphemy! This is a direct provocation to the majesty of the Lord! Felipe must be eliminated immediately!"
His chin, which was covered with a white beard, trembled violently as his voice increased, as if he wanted to ignore his identity and go directly to the town of Sariva, Heidler City, Alinge and other status to purify Felipe.
The rugged and heroic Bahá'u'lláh took the briefing and took a closer look, and punched Philip Bell's desk with a hard punch.
If it were not for Bahá'u'lláh being an epic knight, whose strength came from God-given blood, the current wavering faith would have wounded his soul.
"First of all, we need to confirm the authenticity of this paper." Valenhill did not look at the briefing, but drew a cross and said calmly.
If just one thesis can shake the faith of the strong people of the church to the point of self-destruction, then the Magic Council has long concocted countless fake papers every year to defeat the enemy, and basically every priest has the ability to complete experiments according to the thesis guidance - there are similar experimental vessels and divine circles in advance.
"Blocking this paper cannot be leaked to ordinary bishops and priests in advance like the last electromagnetic wave and the Holy Light incident." Philippe Bell closed his eyes a little tiredly, "This is the Lord's test of us, and the piety of faith is reflected in this time, and we will preach to them after finding loopholes in the experiment or other explanations."
Philippe, who has served as cardinal of the Diocese of Holm for nearly 100 years, has experienced many shocks, so he has not lost control of his "sacred soul" and control of the light.
"All glory to the Lord, but the truth endures forever!" Bahá'u'lláh, Wallenhill, and the priest next to him prayed in unison, constantly telling themselves that even if non-living matter can synthesize fatty acids, it comes from the omniscience and omnipotence of the Lord, but believers like themselves cannot yet understand what the Lord's test is.
After praying, Valenhill said in a deep voice: "Cardinal Filipebel, I request that several devout night watchmen be sent to assassinate Felipe. If there is a chance, Lucian Evans, who caused this incident, will be purified together, if not, then wait for the opportunity."
Even if Felipe was successfully assassinated with the help of the spies, it would be impossible to survive surrounded by so many high-level magicians and archmages nearby, let alone a few great arcanists. The ordinary, incorporated night watchmen are certainly not willing to sacrifice themselves, and forcing them to go will force them to join the church.
"You and Bahá'u'lláh are responsible for arranging this matter, and I will contact the nobles and ask the churches to raise their vigilance to prevent retaliation from the Magic Council." Philippe Bell regained his composure.
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Menshak held the briefing in his hand, and the flesh refined from the human body turned into carrion and fell to the ground piece by piece as if it could not withstand the impact, but the soul flame in his eyes was still tenacious and did not extinguish.
"I just want to watch the debate that overwhelms the elemental magicians, what is this?"
"The theory of human life mechanics is really wrong, really wrong......"
"Even a necrogenius like Felipe abandoned it, was he too blind and arrogant, or was he really wrong......"
"The experimental design seems to be fine, but I don't dare to verify it."
Menshak suddenly wailed, his body snapping with a crisp sound, which was a manifestation that the refined body could no longer control:
"Then my research over the past few hundred years, and the growth of magical power over the past few hundred years, are all based on mistakes?!"
"Is it a mistake in my life?!"
"But if it's wrong, why can I live so long? Why can it be transformed into a lich? Why can you improve your magic strength and learn all kinds of magic?"
The spontaneous self-denial and the past experience of step-by-step have created a strong conflict, and Mensak's cognitive world shows signs of collapsing.
Pieces of carrion fell off, bones fell to the ground, and Menshak was left with only a white skull floating in mid-air, and the soul flames in his eyes burned it a little blurred.
"Finally stabilized, fortunately, I had doubts before, and Felipe's experimental results are trustworthy, since he, a guy who has always adhered to the theory of human life mechanics, can abandon his past cognition and get back on the road, why can't I? Necromancer magic has developed so far, and the basic theory has been overturned three times by its own people, and each time it can achieve great development, why don't I accept it? Our Necromancer is a dynamic faction that can correct our own misunderstandings, why should I despair?"
Rather than being overturned by hateful elemental magicians and correcting it by the necromancer himself, it seems more acceptable to Menshak, at least making him feel that the road ahead is not hopeless, at least making him understand that past learning is not just a mistake, the human life force theory is superficially common to the truth, what is needed now is to explore its essence, so its wrong "appearance" must be abandoned.
With a sigh, the briefing turned to the second page, and Pesol, Tina Dimos, Rogerio and other Pale Hand executives commented on the experiment:
"This is a great, outstanding experiment, and the genius Felipe frees us from the errors of the theory of human life mechanics, heralding that we will step on a more correct and brighter path." ——Pessol.
"There is no doubt that Felipe is a true arcane genius who has blown away the dark clouds that have hung over our necromancers for an unknown number of years. Dear necromancers, think about why you are stagnant and unable to break through the difficulties and become a more powerful magician? That's because the foundation is wrong, as long as we correct it, the future will be broader and smoother!" – Tina Dimos.
"This is a groundbreaking, groundbreaking, important, and disruptive experiment, Felipe has shown us the never-ending spirit of necromancers exploring the mysteries of life, allowing us to accept the end of the theory of human life mechanics, because there is a broader and closer field to the truth ahead! We can't deny ourselves, we can accept our mistakes, and we can explore new directions!" —Rogerio.
One by one, the big people praised Felipe and the necromancy, and their one-sided attitude made the necromancers slowly accept the fact that the theory of human life mechanics was overturned.
That's the power of authority!
Although many ultra-conservative necromancers were spared headshot death, they continued to insist on the influence of the human life mechanics theory, making them understand that their meditation environment was riddled with holes and it was difficult to move forward, so their hatred focused on Felipe, this traitor!
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In a magic tower in the city of "Heidler", an old man wearing an ancient magical imperial robe looked at the briefing in his hand and shouted angrily: "This is impossible!"
Then there was a loud bang, his head exploded completely, his body fell to the ground weakly, and in the secret room of the magic tower, a life box made of countless rare magic gems also cracked, and then an old and resentful voice came out: "Fortunately, I knew in advance through Traquel that Felipe was close to success, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to revive through the life box. Felipe, Rogerio, Professor, Lucian Evans, I will not let you go!"
Felipe, who was sitting opposite Rogerio in the Manor in the small town of Sariva, took a sip of red wine, looked in Heidler's direction, and sneered in his heart: "Damn old guys, have you suffered this time?"
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Morris, who rushed to the manor, sighed a little disappointed: "It's a pity that we didn't present conclusive evidence, otherwise the loss of the Pale Hand would have been heavy."
"This is fine, so as not to greatly weaken the power of the council." Lavindi was more open-minded, and he was more satisfied that a false theory had been overturned, and then he looked at Lucian: "Evans, let me ask you seriously, do you really don't know the theory of human life mechanics, or do you not know the false one? Is it intentional to cause this incident?"
"Yes, Mr. Ravendi." Lucian replied calmly, and then took out the Holm crown ring that Natasha gave him, "I completed this experiment before coming to the Magic Council."
After being recognized by Felipe, Lucian decided to confess to the higher-ups of the Elemental Will so as not to be blackmailed by Felipe, and the more lies there are, the harder it is to hide.
Since you are backed by the organization, you can act more atmosphericly!
"Professor?" Because of this incident, Gaston, who had hunted down Felipe, directly associated Lucian's identity.
And Morris looked at the ring and sighed slightly: "This reminds me of little Meredith. Evans, you have been learning arcane since the City of Psalms?"
"Yes, I got the witch's inheritance, and she knew a dispatcher from the Magic Council, so she left some knowledge behind." Lucian replied with a smile, seeing that the expressions of Ravendi, Maurice, and Gaston were quite kind, and he did not pursue the things he had hidden before, after all, Lucian's identity was a bit special, and it was more normal to want to cover it up.
Then Lucian said seriously and seriously: "Three gentlemen, I actually completed an experiment."
(End of this chapter)