From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 376 The End
At this time.

Jilan suddenly felt something.

He turned around and looked in Andrea's direction.

I saw that the sky over there was covered with dark clouds at some point. The clouds were spiral-shaped, and purple and white electric light flashed in the depths.

Faintly, one can see a huge red alchemy array emerging between the clouds.

Countless spirits were circling and dancing in the sky above Andea.

Even though they were dozens of kilometers apart, Jilan seemed to be able to hear the wailing coming from there.

rumble! !
In the distance, there were dark clouds, lightning and thunder, with a huge momentum.

"I wonder how the fight between Madam McCalla and the Red Duke went..."

Gillan murmured.

He looked to the side and saw the noble girl Flamel fainted on the grass by the roadside.

The aftermath of the battle just now was too much for her frail body to bear, and she fainted.

Gillan had a feeling the film was about to end.

He took two steps forward, picked up Flamel, and immediately found a direction and left.

After a while, he carried the girl to a hillside, found a relatively flat open space, and put her down.

He stood there looking in the direction of Andrea, keeping an eye on what was happening over there.

At some point, the dark clouds above Andrea began to madly strike with lightning, accompanied by heavy rain.

Looking from Gilan, the town seemed to be covered by a gray curtain and could not be seen clearly.

A moment later, Flamel woke up.

She was startled at first, then sat up. When she saw the blond young man standing next to her, she finally let go of her worries.

"Mr. Gillan, where are those alchemists in red clothes?"

Flamel asked.

Jilan looked straight ahead and said calmly:

"Kill them all."

"..."

Flamel opened his mouth, then took a deep breath and fell silent.

Only then did she realize how powerful Gillan was... He killed seven terrifying alchemists by himself and left safely with her, a burden.

"Thank you," Flamel whispered.

Jilan did not respond, still staring into the distance.

Flamel got up from the ground, walked to his side, and followed his gaze to look into the distance. However, with her ordinary eyesight, she could only see the dark clouds on the horizon and hear the faint thunder, and knew nothing else.

"Is that Andrea over there?" Flamel asked.

"Yes." Gillan said calmly. "Madam is fighting with the Red Duke."

Flamel's eyes widened.

But she did not ask any more questions, but stood quietly beside Gillan and looked out with him... Even though Flamel could not see anything at all, at this moment, she felt that this was the best way.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Towards evening, Gillan and Lemay suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the direction of Andrea, followed by thick smoke rising into the sky.

Following closely was the clinking sound that would be made when glass bottles collided, which seemed to be accompanied by the sound of swaying water.

A ray of silver light suddenly broke through the dark clouds in the sky and shone obliquely on the city of Andea.

A gentle and pleasant female voice sounded in the ears of Gillan and Flamel at the same time:
"...Gilan, Flamel, I have sensed the call of the 'Snow Lady' and am about to leave this world and ascend, regardless of whether this journey is successful or not, or whether I can never return."

"I will give you my final teachings, which are the knowledge I have accumulated from my lifelong understanding of alchemy, about the secrets of 'decomposition' and 'reconstruction'. I hope you can pass them on."

"If there is a chance in the future, we should meet again in 'God's Hometown'... Take care, both of you."

After he finished speaking, a piece of translucent parchment appeared in front of each of them, on which were densely packed lines of ancient Roman characters in bright silver light.

Immediately, these words floated up and poured into the center of their brows, suddenly appearing in their minds.

Gillan was amazed as he browsed through this knowledge.

This inheritance explains the "decomposition" and "reconstruction" in alchemy very thoroughly. Even the specific application methods have been improved and simplified many times by Mrs. McCullagh.

Gillan was inspired by this.

But he still needs more time to study before he can put it to good use.

'The value of the film "Silver Bottle" is too high...'

Ji Lan couldn't help but secretly thought.

The parchment in front of him disintegrated into pieces and flew away.

Flamel felt dizzy and it was difficult for her to digest the profound knowledge for a while.

half an hour.

"Mr. Gillan, did Mrs. McCalla win? She said she was going to ascend to the 'Homeland of God'. Could it be that she was going to where the Sichen were?"

Flamel asked in a daze.

Gilan looked into the distance. The dark clouds over Andrea slowly dissipated and the sky cleared up after the rain.

"That's probably the case." He turned his head to look at the noble girl and nodded. "Flamel, I should leave too."

"Huh?!" Flamel was stunned at first, then he said with sadness and reluctance: "Where is Mr. Gillan going?"

"Madam McCulla has ascended, and I plan to embark on a journey to pursue the mysteries of mystery and alchemy."

Gillan lied.

"While I am still young, I don't want to stay in a small corner. I have been studying with my wife for more than half a year, and I have mastered the basics. Next, I plan to visit various places in the world and perhaps make some new discoveries."

"Also, you must study and master the inheritance that Madam gave us before she left."

"Well, I know."

Flamel was unhappy and depressed.

She was silent for a moment, then tried to ask:

"How about you take me with you on the trip...I don't want to stay in Andea any longer."

"Sorry." Gilan shook his head and declined. "I'm not used to leading people on the road, and you're too weak."

Flamel bowed his head.

She took a deep breath and asked through gritted teeth:

"Will we meet again in the future?"

"Yes." Jilan gave her a deep look. "If you work hard, you will eventually reach the stage of ascension... Not only will you see me again, but you will also see my wife."

"Ascension..." Flamel opened his mouth.

But soon, she looked determined, raised her little face and said to Jilan:
"I will try my best, I will!"

"Then we'll see."

Gillan chuckled.

However, at this moment, he suddenly noticed that "Banlan" was moving unusually.

A burst of colorful light fell from the sky and landed on the noble girl Flamel, but she was unaware of it.

'Hmm? What's going on?'

Jilan was shocked and suspicious.

This had never happened before when he watched a movie. He had no idea why "Banlan" was acting strangely, nor could he estimate what impact it would have, so he had to keep his surprise to himself.

when--

when--

when--

The bells that echoed throughout the universe rang.

Jilan raised his eyes and looked at the sky, as if he was looking through the void, and saw the "assistant script supervisor" Ms. Hera hidden behind the scenes, sitting in the middle of the dark room, gently shaking the bell.

'The film really ends here.'

He secretly said.

The next second, noise and vertical spots began to appear in his vision. Soon, his consciousness was shaken, and Jilan found himself back in reality.

He was sitting on the floor of his bedroom, watching the movie projected on the screen, with the last view given to Flamel Nicolas.

The girl stands on the hillside with her back to the camera, looking into the distance. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on her, which is quite beautiful.

Jilan turned his head and looked at the clock on the wall. It was evening, which was quite appropriate.

Subtitles and a list of behind-the-scenes personnel began to scroll on the screen, as well as the final thanks from the "director":
"'If you want to gain, you must first lose.' I really like what Ms. Shadiya said, so I would like to give it to you in front of the screen, my friend."

Gillan looked at the credits and chewed on the words the "director" quoted from "Ms. Snow."

It is actually explaining the principle of "equivalent exchange", and Gillan agrees with it.

Just like the mechanism of "Colorful", in the final analysis, it is also in line with the principle of "equivalent exchange". To become stronger, you must consume mysterious points, and the points come from the corruption of mysterious things.

The two achieved the result of "equivalent exchange" through the mysterious and unknown ability of "color".

Gillan stood up and let Weiwei return to the ring. Then, he turned off the projector and put away the precious real film "Silver Bottle" and the unused mercury battery.

He took a deep breath and sat down at the table. Gillan opened a new page in his leather notebook, took out his pen, unscrewed the cap, and planned to take advantage of the sunset outside the window to sort out all the knowledge he had learned from Mrs. McCullagh in the film.

Of course, there are also the high-level alchemical array structures and alchemical medicine formulas that he researched and figured out by himself, as well as the inheritance of the "decomposition and reconstruction technique" that he obtained at the end of the film.

...

...

The deepest part of the sea of ​​dreams.

A huge island reflected in the black sea.

Toyalan, the hometown of God.

Endless corridors on the "mountainside".

Among the strange buildings hanging at 90 degrees on the cliff, there is a manor wrapped in green vines. Countless purple roses are blooming on the gray walls.

A pretty lady with short black curly hair, wearing a noble and elegant purple evening dress, is leaning on a rattan hammock with her legs crossed, reading an ancient book.

Next to her was a cup of coffee and a stack of pancakes.

Suddenly, an invisible and intangible colorful light descended from the sky and enveloped her.

The lady was startled and closed the book.

She had an inexplicable feeling that something had suddenly occurred to her, as if she had forgotten something very important and just remembered it at this moment.

The lady hastily pulled out a blank piece of parchment from her body and began writing quickly on it with a quill.

rustle……

Soon, she drew a very strange alchemy array that she had never seen before.

"Have I studied this alchemy array before?"

the lady murmured.

She threw the parchment casually, and the alchemy array on it suddenly burst into golden light.

As the lady pointed her finger, the coffee cup beside her was immediately covered by the alchemical array and turned into colored glass at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bang!
The coffee cup suddenly shattered and turned into dazzling dust, which flew in front of the lady, extremely gorgeous.

Seeing this scene, a flash of lightning seemed to flash through the lady's mind.

Few fragments from countless years ago are revived from the depths of memory and emerge at this moment.

On the day when the lady ascended to heaven, the blond young man took her away from the cabin, but they were besieged in the wild by seven red-robed alchemists under the command of the "Red Duke".

The apprentice Galken rebelled on the spot and held her hostage. It was a piece of parchment that saved her. The power of the alchemy array was exactly like this, it could instantly turn a human body into colored glass.

"Jilan..."

The lady's eyes regained their luster.

"Ghilan Yiros!"

"We agreed to meet after we ascended... Why didn't you keep your promise?"

The lady muttered to herself, getting down from the hammock.

She walked barefoot on the lawn and walked straight into the luxurious main building.

After a moment, he came out again.

However, she held a white female doll in her hands. The material of the doll was unknown, the surface was shiny, and there were golden patterns engraved on it. It looked very similar to a lady, as if it was made by alchemy.

The lady opened the opening on the left chest of the doll, inserted a piece of purple crystal into it, and said with a smile:
"From now on, you will be called 'Menis', and you will be the counterpart of my 'Miss Ether' Flamel Nicolas... Go to the mortal world to find him for me."

"His name is Gillan Iros."

...

...

Time flies and it is already the next morning.

Jilan had not slept all night and had just finished sorting out his knowledge of mysticism and alchemy, and walked downstairs.

The old butler Charles came over quickly, bowed his head and said respectfully:
"Master, you didn't have dinner yesterday, so you must be hungry. I asked the cook to prepare breakfast, do you want to eat?"

"Okay." Gilan nodded. "Add an extra serving of fried pork chops and meatballs, and a cup of coffee and sticky bark milk tea for drinks."

"Yes, sir," Old Charles agreed.

Soon, the butler left quickly.

After a while.

Gillan finished his meal and wiped his mouth with his napkin in satisfaction. He took a short break and then stood up.

"Ciel, I'm going to be out for a bit. If anyone comes looking for me, just tell them I might not be back today."

"Okay, young master." The old butler responded.

Gillan nodded and strode out of the apartment.

The four bodyguards sent by the military followed closely behind, one of them served as the driver, and the other three were in another car.

Two gray bulletproof cars drove out of Morales Street, one after the other, and headed straight for the Triumph Building.

More than ten minutes later.

Gillan arrives at Triumph Mansion.

He was surrounded by bodyguards and walked into the gate.

The staff in the lobby on the first floor, as well as the men and women from other departments who were in a hurry, stopped and saluted when they saw Jilan.

He respectfully called out "Foreign Minister Gilan".

Of course, there were a few committee members who addressed Gillan as “Sir”.

Although he was removed from the position of "Team Leader", he served as the head of the Second Special Operations Group (Gravediggers).

From a certain perspective, he can also be regarded as the superior leader of the committee members.

Gillan took the elevator to the 70th floor and knocked on the door of the chairman's office.

"come in."

From within came the voice of Para Celsus.

Jilan pushed the door open and walked in, while the bodyguards stood guard outside tacitly.

"Jilan, you're here." Pala stopped his annotation work and smiled when he saw the newcomer. "Please sit down."

Gillan nodded and sat down at the curved desk.

"Teacher, I have finished reading The Silver Bottle."

"Oh?" Pala smiled. "How was it? Did you learn anything from it?"

"I passed the assessment in the film and became Madam McCalla's apprentice. I have been studying with her for more than half a year and have now mastered the basics of mysticism and alchemy."

Gillan answered honestly.

As he spoke, he took out his well-organized notebook and handed it over with both hands.

Pala took it and started reading it.

After a while.

The white-haired old man closed his notebook and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well done, Gilan. Your mastery of alchemy is even better than I thought... It seems you are indeed quite talented in this area."

He handed the notebook back and said:
"Then in the next period of time, you will officially begin to study with me."

"I am always ready, Sensei."

Gillan Road.

Pala hummed, looking serious.

"First, I feel the need to tell you something. Because knowledge cannot be quantified, there is no clear distinction between levels among alchemists, and it is even more difficult to define the degree of knowledge of an alchemist."

"Since alchemy is a profound subject, there are very few all-round alchemists throughout history. Generally speaking, they only specialize in a certain field."

"If one has made some achievements in a certain field, then he will be crowned with the title of 'outstanding'. When the achievements are huge, he will be called a 'legend', or the so-called 'great alchemist'."

Gilan nodded, indicating that he understood.

"The Great Alchemist... like the Lady of the Silver Bottle, the Red Duke, and the Forge King?"

"That's right." Pala nodded. "But they were active too long ago."

"In modern times, most of the people who can be called 'Great Alchemists' are the former leaders of 'Midnight Rose', such as 'Holy Sand' Ibn Har, 'Steelheart King' Albert Guillaume, and 'Miss Ether' Flamel Nicolas."

When Jilan heard the last familiar name, he was startled.

"Miss Ether..." He raised his eyes and asked, "Teacher, Flamel Nicolas was also the leader of the 'Midnight Rose'?"

"Yes." Pala nodded. "Several years after the story of "Silver Bottle" ended, Flamel not only embarked on the 'Path of the Fire Sword' and reached the height of the former 'Lady of the Silver Bottle', but also served as the leader of the 'Night Rose' for a period of time."

"Finally she ascended?!"

Ji Lan was quite surprised.

"Yes, Lady Flamel ascended and became one of the Transmuters under the command of 'Lady of the Silver Bottle'."

Pala said, smiling:

“Don’t you think it’s amazing?”

(End of this chapter)