I’m Really An Alchemist

Zhou Qi's eyes were like stars, he clenched his staff and jumped out of Arda.

The spiritual power spreads out and covers the entire Lord of the Rings universe. This universe is only the size of two planetary systems, and there is only one planet Arda. In the endless void, the sleeping dark monarch, Melkor, is sealed.

His eyebrows twitched, and a bit of spiritual power flew out towards the place where Melkor slept.

Zhou Qi stood tall and jumped out of the universe.

It is a palace that cannot be described in words. It is located in an endless space outside the universe. It is infinitely high, infinitely far, and infinitely large. The Lord of the Rings universe is only a trivial part of this palace.

"You ruined my movement."

The voices of men and women, old and young, echoed in the palace, and on the other side sat a **** who was clothed in holy light and could not see his full face.

Zhou Qi swung his staff and strode forward, just like the principle of perspective. When he walked to the front of the throne, his body had formed a normal frame of reference with the palace, facing the Lord of all beings.

"This is the end, what are you talking about?" He laughed loudly.

The palace collapsed abruptly and turned into pure earth, fire, water and wind. The two sides used concepts, time and space as the battlefield.

Zhou Qi is a demigod, and this demigod is based on Iluvita.

As the omniscient and omnipotent existence of the Lord of the Rings, Iluvita is on the same level as the omnipotent Yahweh in the Bible.

When Zhou Qi was promoted to a demigod, he understood what he needed on the road to detachment, he needed to implement his own path, he needed a battle between true gods, and he needed all the data of a true **** to go all out, and he needed a true **** core. .

This is the path that the eight-ringed wizard, the true **** wizard, must experience.

Wizards, pursue wisdom and truth, and resist all inherent beliefs. Every wizard will inevitably embark on this road, taking the gods as the ladder, the devil as the bridge, and the world as the pedal, to capture the fruits of truth.

In the void outside the universe.

A bit of spiritual power fell in front of Melkor and escaped into his spirit. In Melkor's dark, desperate, hell-like spiritual world, the spiritual light fell to the ground and turned into the dark wizard Dubois.

Dubois admired the misery of **** and opened his hands.

"Wake up, dark monarch! Lead the mission of my lord and take revenge on the gods!"

In the vacuum, Melkor opened his eyes.

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Chapter 488: Chapter 129 Cross-Border Warship (End of this Volume)

1999 was a special year.

It is the last afterglow of the twentieth century and the eve of the new era.

In this special year, there have been many strange rumors of extinction, many strange religions, and they have spread their own fabricated doomsday theories in newspapers and on TV.

Some people believe it, others take it as a joke.

Ron Weasley, dressed as an adventurer, stepped off the cruise ship, took a deep breath of the London air, bought a newspaper from the roadside newspaper, bent over and got into the gray car in front of him, taking the heavy backpack with him. fling.

"Why don't you bring a seamless stretch bag?"

The driver looked through the rear-view mirror and saw that man's tall travel bag, the corners of his eyes twitched.

Ron: "I'm an adventurer! If I don't even have a travel bag, who would know that I'm an adventurer?"

The driver's face was expressionless: "Is this the reason for your dress?"

Weasley's youngest son is proud: "You don't know, my dress is very popular, and the girls I meet on the journey will be attracted by my mysterious and adventurous men, and I will tell them about my deep sea exploration. Ancient shipwrecks, searching for oasis treasures in the desert—"

"Stop!" The driver interrupted his showing off: "Leave this to the girls, I'm too lazy to listen to your adventurer experience!"

Ron pouted and spread out the newspaper.

"Harry, you are getting more and more boring, but I came to visit you before the end!"

Harry Potter was not to be outdone.

"Come on, if you don't come back, Uncle Arthur will forget about your son!"

Although they hadn't seen each other for nearly a year, the two were not at all unfamiliar.

"Professor Ivan has been gone for more than a year, is Hogwarts okay?" Ron asked.

Harry hummed, his mood was obviously a little lower: "With Professor McGonagall watching at Hogwarts, there will be no problem, but we are not used to the days of Professor Ivan's absence."

Speaking of the principal who hadn't returned for more than a year, Ron was also a little gloomy, looking at the scenery outside the window.

The dull atmosphere lasted for a few minutes.

Ron rolled his eyes and suddenly said, "How are you and Ginny? When are you getting married?"

stab-

Harry was so frightened by this sudden topic that he almost lost control of the steering wheel, the rear wheel of the car slipped, and he shyly stared at his grinning friend through the rearview mirror: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"No way!" Ron exclaimed strangely, "Ginny's attitude towards you is even seen by a blind man, you haven't made any progress yet?"

Harry hid his face and said nothing.

"The three of us, you and Ginny are the only ones who will develop." Ron said, "Don't delay my sister!"

Harry: "What about you, Aunt Molly has been asking about you a long time ago!"

Ron leaned back in his chair awkwardly.

"Don't George and Fred have girlfriends, why are you asking me?"

Harry finally found a chance to fight back.

"You don't have someone you like?" Harry pouted and glanced at the sky: "You weren't like this when you were at Hogwarts!"

Ron: "I can't be happy being an adventurer now, how can I have time for love!"

Harry shrugged: "You are like this, and so is Hermione. They gave up their feelings for the things in front of them. No, Hermione is much more serious than you. She has no love at all in her eyes."

Ron was stunned, and after a long time, he sighed.

"Hermione has gone a lot further than us, and she'll never stay put for someone."

In the carriage, the two young men sighed at the same time.

Hermione is now the acting dean of Ravenclaw. No matter her style or temperament, she is no longer the rational but fragile girl she used to be. She keeps moving forward and never stops.

 …

"The civilization of Middle-earth has existed for thousands of years, but its development has been exceptionally slow, or even stagnant."

America, Harvard History Department Library.

Gandalf sat opposite the history professor, his expression slightly gloomy.

He has the authority granted by Hogwarts, can freely go to various countries, and can be respected in various universities and countries. Gandalf uses this authority to walk the earth and find answers.

He saw the vigorous development of the earth's civilization.

I saw highly developed technology and magic.

And these are Middle-earth, which Arda never had.

The professor of history handed the document to the wizard in gray: "We have studied Middle-earth, and there are very complicated reasons for its stagnation, but the bottom line lies in two points, one is that it is relatively closed; Gods."

"Mr. Gandalf, perhaps you already know that the coexistence of the magical world and human civilization also has a long history, but only in the last five years has it achieved breakthrough development."

"This is closedness. The magical world is closed and isolated from the human world. They cannot get new ideas, and they are also stuck in a long stagnation."

"Middle-earth is far more closed than the magical world, and you can't even generate new ideas, and it will stagnate forever like dead water."

The history professor glanced at Gandalf's uncertain face and paused.

"Please continue." Gandalf said in a low voice, "I can still accept it."

The history professor nodded.

"The fundamental reason for the closed nature is that there are real gods in your world."

"..."

Gandalf got up in a trance, thanked the professor, and walked out of the library.

The warm sunshine fell on him.

The wizard in gray robe was walking on the campus, looking at the energetic faces of the students, and recalling what he had seen and heard over the past year, he finally understood what the answer Zhou Qi said was?

Why is the history of the Arda world far longer than that of the earth, but the development is so slow?

Because of the existence of gods.

If the gods are unwilling to progress, the world cannot progress.

Compared with the gods of Arda, the wizards with extraordinary power on the earth have been moving forward. They are eager for knowledge and progress, and lead human civilization forward. The earth is equivalent to a country in the rising period.

Only Hogwarts would invade Arda.

How to avoid stagnant water and expand the fish pond into the ocean.

Not only Arda, but will invade more worlds and more civilizations in the future. Only by maintaining its advanced nature and using other worlds as resources, the arcane civilization on earth will move forward forever.

Gandalf stood still, looked up at the birds in the sky, and fell into thought.

.....

Floating Land.

Tom Riddle leaned in front of the door with his chest folded, watching Snape collect the three Deathly Hallows, making the final preparations.

"Need my help?" The former Dark Lord said with a chuckle.

Snape's face was cold, and he didn't lift his eyelids.

Both of them are wizards with five rings, and they are comparable. Snape walked faster than Tom Riddle. He was stuck at the critical point of the legendary wizard, but he couldn't get past it.

There are many reasons for the inability to pass, such as insufficient magic power, such as insufficient soul.

But Snape couldn't get past it, because of the knot in his heart.

He still regrets his actions 19 years ago, even if he suppressed his feelings to freezing point, that kind of regret and pain will never be reduced.

He still remembered why he took the path of an arcane wizard.

"I'm enough alone."

Snape draped the invisibility cloak over his body, eliminating its own invisibility effect and responding to the former Dark Lord.

turn around,

disappeared into the air.

Tom Riddle raised his brows slightly, looking through the barriers of the world to the world of death, which symbolizes the end. In the endless gray fog, the **** of death curled up and embraced the spiritual world.

Snape walked in the gray fog, the invisibility cloak avoided the sight of the **** of death, the resurrection stone illuminated the way forward, and the elder wand guided the direction.

He glanced at the sleeping **** of death and fell into the spiritual world.

The spiritual world, the ultimate belonging of humans and wizards, the end of all things.

No one has ever come back from the spiritual world alive, and there has never been a classic record of the situation in the spiritual world.

What appeared in Snape's eyes was a gray world.

Gray sky and gray earth, gray buildings and gray rivers, and an immeasurable, numb gray soul.

Occasionally, a living soul will fall into this dead world.

Those living souls retain their memories and feelings, and live in the same area. After Snape inquired, he understood what was going on in the spiritual world. Souls have endless lives in the spiritual world.

But in the same way, the endless life brings only sinking.

There will be no death here, the scenery will never change, and the sky will always be a cloudy day.

For tens of millions of years, nothing will change.

When souls spend a long time, they will choose to sink and become gray-white-their memories will gradually be lost, they will forget everything, and they will live numbly in the spiritual world, and eventually become the nutrients of the spiritual world.

Only then can it be considered true liberation.

Snape said goodbye to these friendly undead and walked towards the depths of the spiritual world. On the way, he met many wizards and famous people in history. In order to maintain a fresh mentality, some of them were schizophrenic, and some repeated themselves. Death after death.