Chapter 122: Alchemist

In this era filled with strife, many churches and secret organizations inevitably collided after completing their first wave of interest distribution.

There was no help for it; there were too few believers, and the "Anchors" required by the gods were too many.

The contradictions between True Gods of adjacent pathways also began to accumulate, and the dispute between the Evernight Goddess and the God of War had almost been brought out into the open.

"It's only been a few years, and it's already this chaotic?" This was Chumen's lament when he came to the Evernight Church to review the files.

Under the heavy pressure of the Creator, the world had been calm for over a thousand years, but these contradictions would not disappear; now that the heavy pressure was gone, it seemed they were truly going to make up for the battles owed over those thousand years.

He had spent the first few years of this new era hiding in Fantasy Land, analyzing the Dream Book and familiarizing himself with the Authority of Reality; now that he had come out, he discovered that there were already signs of a God War outside.

"Herabogen held a ritual and quite easily became the 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom'..."

That this old man became a god so quickly likely had to do with the death of the Creator; it was even more sinister—this old man had likely been prepared for a long time.

"Your Holiness, this is the latest intelligence summary." An old man wearing dark gold divine robes and a crown presented the intelligence in his hands.

"Uh..." Chumen blinked, his tone somewhat strange, "You are the Night Pontiff now."

He had long since been kicked out of the position of Pope.

It was likely in the first year of the new era that the Evernight Church experienced tremendous development; accordingly, church affairs increased a hundredfold, and in the absence of a Pope, many Archbishops could only go to consult the Hidden Angel.

It was fine at the beginning, but later, the Hidden Angel appealed directly, asking the Goddess to remove the papal crown from Saint Chumen's head and appoint a new Pope.

"..." The newly appointed Night Pontiff was speechless; he really did not want to participate in the power struggle between the Dream Angel and the Hidden Angel!

"Ahem, from now on, I am just the Dream Angel." Chumen coughed lightly and reiterated.

"Yes!" The second-generation Night Pontiff nodded and slowly retreated.

Chumen took all those files and browsed through the relevant information.

"So that's how it is..." Chumen still hadn't found what he needed.

The Mose Ascetic Order—this was Chumen's target.

It was just that he seemed to have arrived a bit early; up to now, neither the Eternal Blazing Sun Church nor the Church of the Evernight Goddess had collected any relevant information.

"Perhaps I need to wait a few more years?" Chumen frowned, "That won't do either; the erosion of the Source Quality is definitely stronger now than on the original trajectory. As of now, the 'Knowledge Wilderness' might have already started eroding the 'Hermit' Unique."

After obtaining the Characteristic of the "Knowledge Emperor," Chumen had already used the Authority of Causality to investigate the location of the "Hermit" Unique.

But firstly, because he did not have sufficient understanding of this Unique, and secondly, due to the inherent concealment and Secret Keeper characteristics of the "Hermit," he had gained nothing.

"Stiano?" This was the person in Chumen's memory who founded the Mose Ascetic Order, but he had no impression of this person either.

"If the 'Hermit' path doesn't work, then the 'Perfecter' it is." Chumen took out the Civilization Scroll; he still had some understanding of this "Alchemist."

"Aggregate!" The "Alchemist" pathway leaned toward the side of Reality and did not have concealment or Secret Keeper characteristics, so Chumen directly used the Authority of Reality to enhance the aggregation force between the Civilization Scroll and its own pathway characteristics.

"This way!" Chumen went Roaming directly, entered the Spirit World to grasp a certain connection more truly, and Teleported directly to the spot.

"Clang! Clang!"

Chumen stepped out of the Space Channel and heard the sound of iron being forged; what came into view was a huge metal furnace, glowing all over from being scorched by some kind of black flame with an extremely high temperature.

"This... is very consistent with the stereotype!"

"Clang!"

The sound of forging continued; Chumen did not reveal his figure and walked toward the source of the sound.

This room was more than half occupied by the metal furnace, while the other half was piled with all kinds of metal, leaving only a walkway wide enough for one person to pass.

Chumen followed this walkway to another room.

"Failed again..."

He heard a sigh, and soon saw a thin figure swinging a metal hammer to strike ore.

"Why is guiding civilization so difficult?" That figure let out a lament of doubting life.

"Are you preparing for the 'Civilization Enlightener' ritual?" Chumen drew this conclusion from those metals.

If one did not count various extraordinary abilities, the current human civilization was actually not much different from the Bronze Age civilization in Chumen's cognition.

And the various traces on these metals all indicated that their owner was likely looking for a metal with more superiority than bronze.

"Who!" The thin figure heard the sound and woke up abruptly; metal objects forged after the integration of various characteristics suddenly appeared around them.

These metals combined with each other to form a huge humanoid Creation, protecting that slightly thin figure in all directions.

And those scattered metals combined in an extremely short time into one metal knight after another, tightly surrounding Chumen.

This is... a mystical version of a Gundam? Chumen looked up.

"Hmm?!" That imposing machine, whose height could crush a Giant, suddenly froze; the person inside saw Chumen's true face.

"Dream Highness... no, I should address you as Your Holiness!" The tall Giant clumsily saluted Chumen.

"You seem to be a bit afraid of me?" Chumen looked at this "Alchemist" with great interest, sensing emotions like fear and dread.

"This..." The "Alchemist" was indeed somewhat terrified, "I once saw you kill the Lord..."

As an Angel seeking to advance to Sequence 1, He was qualified to watch that assassination.

Uh... Chumen was slightly speechless; was the first impression really that bad?

"Are you still a believer of the Creator?" Chumen made his tone as gentle as possible.

"I was." The "Alchemist" knew that Chumen possessed the Authority of Empty Imagination and dared not hide anything.

"So you have started preaching on your own now, preparing to do something big?" Chumen said jokingly.

"I..." The "Alchemist"'s mouth opened slightly, but He could not speak; wanting to become a Sequence 1, who wouldn't want to become a god?

But perhaps because the psychological shadow Chumen cast on Him was too great, coupled with Chumen's abrupt visit, He was slightly afraid and did not dare to disarm.

"No need to be afraid; I don't intend to kill you to take your characteristics."

The huge "Alchemist" froze, speechless.

"Are you preparing to find a metal to replace bronze and then spread it among humans?"

Chumen tapped the metal knight beside him; these metal knights were not weak, and with the blessing of certain knowledge, they could likely reach the combat power of a Demigod.

This was likely the ability of the "Alchemist" of the "Alchemist" pathway, Sequence 4.