Oops, I became the witch's substitute

Carol smiled and put away the dagger, "Your path is really strange. In the future, I will have to consider whether you are your true form when we sleep together."

Because they were waiting for the mastermind, the two of them had nothing to do when they were together. They started by chatting, then discussed magic, and then chatted again. When they felt a little tired, they leaned against each other. Carol preferred to snuggle into Fili's arms.

Carol found a comfortable position, stretched and lay on Fili's thighs: "If you are Fili, I like you to hug me, sweet and soft Fili, it's so comfortable."

Fili stroked Carol's hair gently: "It just so happens that I also like to take care of children. You are so petite and delicate that you can inspire a kind of nostalgia for beautiful girls like younger sisters. Your hair is also very smooth. You can't tell that you just had a fight with others. You are like a cat."

Carol looked at Fili's chin and said, "Well, you are already a hero at such a young age. You have a good foundation. It won't be difficult for you to reach the godhood in your lifetime. Have you ever thought about how long you can live?"

Fili didn't have any idea: "I have no idea. How did you get through all these years?"

Carol closed her eyes. "Looking back, it doesn't seem like much. Although I lived a few hundred years longer than you, I only remember a few things. I spent most of my time traveling and researching. When I was busy, one or two months didn't seem to be enough, and when I was free, I didn't feel that one or two years was that long. The world doesn't need me to save it, so I'm not in a hurry."

Fili supported her body with her hands and looked up at the sky: "Do you believe in reincarnation? The kind of reincarnation into another world."

Carol closed her eyes. "You want to tell me that you are from another world? Is it different from this world?"

Fili felt nostalgic: "If nothing unexpected happens, theoretically, in another two or three hundred years, we can easily see such a scene. That is a world based on science, rural areas... cities..."

Fili briefly described the past events and told them to Carol as a story. Carol showed a curious expression in her eyes and listened to Fili's story and analyzed the reasonable parts.

Carol was very receptive and would occasionally ask questions, trying to understand the logic of what Fili was describing.

"If it's really as you said, then it's unknowable. However, the reincarnations you described are not uncommon. For example, reincarnation with memories of past lives, people who have reached the pinnacle of heroes, the strength of their souls can almost do it, as long as they don't die tragically, most of them can reincarnate successfully. There are also some people who are favored by God, or those who are specially cursed." Carol pointed at herself, "If you watch me die once, don't panic, I have a spare body in a secret place, and I will come back to find you after a while, this can also be considered reincarnation, right?"

Fili complained: "After becoming powerful, death doesn't seem to be something that cannot be overcome."

Even death can be transcended; the power of the Tao is the charm of this world, an authority more attractive than class.

Carol twirled her fingers. "As for the time travelers you described, that's more abstract. Just wanting to verify the world outside this world is impossible. You said you have memories of another world, how do you prove it? Even if I believe you, it's hard for me to say whether it was some kind of opportunity that caused your soul to briefly come into contact with that world, or someone's life just happened to touch yours, just like flipping through a book, just like the bards who had a flash of inspiration and wrote a bizarre novel."

So Carol concluded: "Put aside the unverifiable things for the moment, take out the existing conditions, and you are a soul that has inherited some special knowledge."

Fili snorted softly and took out the Bahamut Summoning Book. She was a little unstable at the moment, so she quickly input magic power into her body to suppress Amon's vaguely runaway power.

If you visualize it, you can see a trembling red crystal floating next to Bahamut in the wonderful space in the book.

Carol grumbled, sat up, and leaned on Fili's shoulder: "It's so hot, what's wrong? Can Bahamut absorb it?"

Fili shook her head: "After absorbing the godhood of the demon god Amon, it seems to have some indigestion, but it can't resist. Its consciousness is confused by the power of deception, and its strength is suppressed by Bahamut. In addition, your craftsmanship has temporarily trapped this godhood in the summoning book. It will take some time."

Carol poked the summoning book. The place where her finger touched glowed red. She could feel the obvious burning heat. She said with emotion: "Now is different from the past. Too many wars have taken place and too many lives have died. With the iteration of the godhood, the godhood fragments and even the complete godhood that were once rare are now just rare. If you use them directly, you can create a powerful godhood."

Many heroes who claim to be gods in the Theocracy are inherited fragments of the godhead, and then grow with their own talents and beliefs. The upper limit is always there, and the power of life and death is basically in the hands of the gods. Losing the godhead will lead to immediate death.

In the past, these godheads were basically monopolized, and most empires did not necessarily have idle godhead fragments. However, with the unrest, wild godhead fragments began to become less rare.

Some were just like Kalan. After the war, it was inevitable that some fragments of the divinity would be scattered everywhere. Some weak indigenous gods were killed. Others had families that declined and the divinity of their ancestors was lost in the turmoil.

The two of them stole Amon's results from someone unknown in Bereda last night, just like scooping up French fries. The people behind the scenes have been unable to sleep recently: "It was the fraud goddess Athena who attacked the test site tonight. We have no name and have never been here."

Carol crossed her arms. "Of course. We played poker all night. What does what happens outside have to do with us?"

At this moment, Fili felt a vibration coming from Morgana's pendant, and a powerful magical reaction was approaching. She immediately put her arms around Carol's shoulders and held her completely in her arms.

"coming."

"Why are you so nervous? Even if we are at a negative distance, can your power of deception become stronger or something?"

"Shut up, you."

A white-haired old man walked to the test site and looked expressionless when he saw the situation there.

As the saying goes, gods also have tempers. Even those who have achieved godhood will still get angry when they should. This old man did not show any movement on the surface, but the skin on his face was obviously red and warm. If you look closely, you would be afraid that he would pass out from high blood pressure.

The capture of Amon and his sealing in this secret testing ground was exposed, and someone had seen through his plan. The cost of building the testing ground was astronomical, and accumulating the spiritual power of countless souls was an irreparable loss of time. The good disciples stationed here were also scattered with ashes, and the research data of these days is probably never to be recovered. Half a hundred years of results were destroyed before success, and Qingyue would be annoyed if she came.

Fili could more or less understand the old man's feelings. If it were her, she would also want to vomit blood if her mobile game account, which she had been playing for two or three years and continued her daily activities, was suddenly deleted.

The old man stood there in a daze for a long time, then took out a magic device to investigate. During this period, the world changed, and the domain of the deity dominated the area of ​​several miles. Many things that violated the laws of physics happened in the ruins. The old man turned over the ruins, rebuilt many damaged equipment, and repaired the tattered body of the heroic alchemist. After discovering that he could not recall the soul, he cut off the head and preserved it.

He was like a dedicated forensic doctor and veteran detective. He investigated every body at the scene and found traces of Philly and Carol. He remained silent throughout the whole process. His serious and focused look seduced Philly several times.

That’s right, there are so many opportunities to backstab. I really want to use the power of deception to secretly stab the opponent.

Fili now had full confidence in the field of deception. Most of the time, the first strike could catch the opponent by surprise, but out of respect for the divinity and the next plan, she still refrained from a sneak attack.

The Morgana pendant has the ability to find objects, but Fili must have a certain concept of this object and cannot just imagine it out of thin air, otherwise the information fed back by the pendant will be like a spinning compass, making her want to take off on the spot.

Fili commented softly, "I have to say, judging from his expression, the loss here is really painful."

Carol observed that the man was older than her. "He also looked like he was physically aging. He was probably not satisfied with just transferring his body and slowing down aging. He wanted to study the demon god and gain eternity."

Fili patted the summoning book and said, "The price is that the byproducts of the research pollute the land, and at the same time they are involved in dangerous plans. These people have plunged the lives of countless ordinary people into despair with just a thought. They deserve to die."

Carol speculated: "His soul is seriously worn out. I guess his previous skills were not up to par. Now he can't switch bodies many times. He is at the edge of despair. It's better not to provoke such alchemists. If you provoke them, young people may be afraid of death and they may just explode with you."

Fili nodded and let the power of deception remain still, becoming a nobody in the opponent's territory. The old man was obsessed with the test site. He repeatedly rescued the research data and repaired it all night long. He had no choice but to leave at noon the next day.

Fili had switched to Filiin, and when she saw the other party withdrawing his territory, she grabbed Carol's hand and followed.

Finally, they caught a godly alchemist. After following him, Philin and Carol came directly to the Alchemy Academy. The high walls made of special materials isolated the breath inside and outside, and the powerful barrier shaped the interior into an independent world.

Feilin did not enter rashly. Although it was not difficult to enter the periphery, it would not be wrong to be cautious.

"No wonder I couldn't sense any special aura before. The technology in this academy is really interesting." Carol stroked the high wall. "Have you heard of this theory? The world under our feet is flat, the sky is round and the earth is square."

Filin rolled his eyes. "It's a pretty boring theory. I remember some people still adhering to the concept of a flat earth."

Carol waved her hands. "Ahaha~ It seems that the process of exploring the world is no different even for people from other worlds. With the advancement of technology, this theory has naturally been overturned. However, it is different in this academy. When we step into it, we will enter an artificial world of round earth and square sky. The space in the academy is folded and enlarged. If we rush in rashly, we may be regarded as foreign objects by the creator."

Feilin pondered for a moment. "My false disguise cannot be seen through by Marian at her strongest period. Even people like Abils who can travel through the past and the future cannot see through it. If it were you, knowing that I am a super disguiser now, how could you detect it?"

Carol looked at Filin for half a second. "It's hard to detect you with magic fluctuations, presence, and time. No, there's a lack of data, and it's unknown. I'll just say one thing. The alchemists of this era are not dead. The creator of the box garden inside the high wall has filled it with building blocks. If we just break in, we will have to repel his power anyway. Once a little ripple is generated, the other party will be able to feel it."

Philin touched his chin, just like when he broke into Abils' main house, no matter how strong the power of deception was, it could only go in the area limited by the rules. Even so, Abils still sensed Philin's existence through some tests.

Feilin observed quickly and chose the identity of an ordinary cleaner in the academy. He used the power of deception to distort his own existence and followed a garbage truck into the academy on the spot: "This is an academy, not a prison. Just forge your identity."

Carol naturally followed Filin: "It should be fine outside the academy, but it will probably be more troublesome if we want to go deeper inside."

Filin looked around, gently connected the Morgana pendant, recalled the old man's appearance, and designated the direction.

Filin communicated through telepathy: "I used the power of deception to disguise your appearance. I will cover you in the kitchen area and wait while I go deep into the center of the academy. I have no choice but to take you with me. I also need a strong external aid. If I am discovered, you have to save my life."

Carol said confidently: "Just go ahead and do it. I will ensure a retreat route for you."

Chapter 234: The Fiancée Arrives

No matter which world, the desire to build wonders is like engraved in human DNA. In the academy of the Alchemy City of Bereda, these alchemists have quietly done a great job.

From the outside, this is a traditional academy separated by high walls. Inside is a small garden world shrouded in barriers. The central tower rises straight into the clouds, symbolizing the alchemist's ambition to conquer the sky, like the Tower of Babel that reaches the sky as a challenge to theocracy.

After all, the power of the gods in this world does cover the planet, and the sky is regarded as the exclusive domain of the gods. Of course, this idea itself is nonsense, and the flying races have always sneered at it, but there is also a saying that these flying races do not fly high enough.

Feilin chose to adapt to the local customs. In this world, gods and humans are making dumplings together as a family, so there is no need for him to insist on atheism. What's more, those theocratic countries are often well-run and the people are well-fed and well-clothed. An excellent god like Qingyue exists just like the immortal founding father Li Shimin, who governs the country and brings peace to the world.

It is the alchemists here who are dissatisfied with the authority of God. What they do is completely sustainable exhaustion of resources. Under the gorgeous appearance of the Bereda region, no one is doing the work in the fields, and the people in the houses have no work to do. There are no living people in the fields where people work, and the living people have no land. The high-level alchemists accumulate knowledge to satisfy their selfish desires. They are used to being high and mighty. In a sense, they are more powerful than God.

After all, the gods here were more like a naturally powerful race, so they could no longer expect the bird-headed Marian to have any particularly powerful majesty.

The privileges possessed by alchemists are more like those of a god sitting on the top of a pyramid overlooking all living beings.

"The box garden, creating an independent space in the real world, what an amazing technology. It reminds me of the scientists doing experiments with mice in my previous life. These flowers, plants and trees are real, and even the earth is refined. Once this space is broken, these substances will collapse, right? Spreading to the outside world is equivalent to smashing this world into the real world." Filin walked through the group of students. The atmosphere here reminded him of Hogwarts. He thought it was interesting and thought of the Sorting Hat, but soon a burst of noise broke Filin's good impression.

He saw the scene of aristocratic students bullying civilian students. The bullied people were timid, the leaders of the bullies were particularly arrogant, and in the end there were only bystanders and passers-by.

It's bad enough that he bullies his classmates in private, but no one cares when he bullies people in public. Filin has no expectations for the teaching environment here. He has witnessed Bereda's corruption. The person who used Carol's flawed technology to defraud funds is still alive.

Feilin took a closer look and found that the content of bullying was basically the same as that seen in works of the same genre, with beatings, insults and trampling of dignity. The aristocratic students bullied these common students because they thought they were an eyesore, and if there were occasional resistance, they would be caught and bullied.

Just as he saw it, Filin used the power of deception to create an illusion, making these people take off their clothes and force them to do it, turning the scene into a locker room battle and making philosophical sounds. Although the bullied students were saved, they seemed to have suffered greater psychological damage and fled in a hurry. Later, Filin tampered with these people's cognition and made them forget the appearance of the student just now. After all, he could just pat his butt and leave later, and these nobles might catch that student to settle the score.

After using the power of deception to cause trouble, Filin lay dormant again to sense the environment and see how this world reacted. After confirming that no one was investigating, he continued to go deeper into the academy, and then...

He found a forest, stole alchemical materials from local sources, and set a mountain on fire.

Then Filin went to find a workshop and opened the eyes of the students in the class. He asked their teachers to demonstrate the wrong teaching methods with their bodies. Some of them directly opened the crucible, causing unknown gas to fill the classroom, and some of them caused an instant explosion that blew out the glass in the corridor, causing some chaos in the academy.

After creating the chaos, Filin found that the people handling the matter seemed to be used to it, so he became bolder and continued to dive deeper.

The closer you get to the bottom of the tower, the fewer people there are. While the outside still looks like an academy, the inside is more like ruins and is much more empty.

"Give me another chance to revive her. I can offer all the research results of the Philosopher's Stone and the information accumulated over the years. As long as you let me revive her, I am willing to do anything."

Filin stopped and was surprised to hear a familiar voice. Peris, who should have been arrested by the Bereda government, appeared in a special house not far away. It looked like a large cemetery with several square stone tablets.

"What kind of mind do you have to say such a thing? You are a stray dog ​​that has lost even the status of your family. Your so-called Philosopher's Stone technology is of no value at all."

"Let me complete this ritual, and I'll give you the rest of my life. I'll be your slave."

Filin quietly climbed up the nearby wall and lamented that these alchemists were only thinking about him, but this guy named Peris was also obsessed with his wife.

"Haha, do you really think you love her? That's just an obsession we implanted in you. You don't love your own children, you don't love your own family. How can an alchemist who pursues truth and immortality love an ordinary woman? Don't fool yourself!"

"Whether it's true or not, I love her! I want to revive her!"

Filin used the power of deception to create a watermelon in his hand, which tasted delicious.

It's a little surprising that Perris's affection is fake, but it's not surprising when you think about it carefully, because what he did is abnormal in itself.

"You are also an alchemist, so why don't you think about the essence of human beings? What kind of resurrection are you looking forward to?"

Filin was listening to the instructions of the high-level alchemist. At this time, figures were coming from all directions. The watermelon in Filin's hand quickly disappeared. Instead, he lowered his center of gravity, held his breath, and restrained his breath to amplify the power of deception.

Because the figures that appeared were all Perris's adopted daughter, all exactly the same.

"The memories and personality are the same, but the body has been changed. Is this a resurrection?"

"The body is the same, but similar memories and personalities have been implanted. What is that?"

"After resurrection, the body and memory are the same, but the personality has changed. How to judge?"

"Is it a resurrection for an individual who has the same body and personality but has lost his memory?"

"The body and personality are different, but what is this individual who perfectly inherits the memories of the living?"

"The body and memories are different, but the personality and behavior patterns are the same as the deceased. What is this?"

The alchemist who asked the question walked step by step to Peris. He stretched out his hand to show his achievements. Different looks flashed in the eyes of each of his "adopted daughters".

"And what kind of method did you use to try to let your wife's soul take over your daughter?"

"What are these! No, what have you ever done to me?"

The alchemist covered his face and laughed wildly: "A mediocre person like you can't even surpass the limits of mortals, so how can you talk about defying life and death? Your so-called wish to resurrect your wife is nothing but a delusion, just fishing an unrealistic phantom from the water, Perris, but it's good, you have used that power well, now it's time for you to return it."

After saying that, Peris seemed to be shouting something frantically, but his voice was blocked by a burst of strong light, and a magic circle unfolded beneath him and swallowed him up. His body quickly melted and disappeared. Then the alchemist clapped his hands lightly, and the identical girls behind him moved a new body and placed it in the magic circle. Filin saw a wisp of soul floating from afar and merging into this new body.

"No. 17242, what's your name?"

"I...I'm...Meryl?"

The girl who had just revived looked exactly like the other women around her, with a look of confusion in her eyes.

As the alchemist said, how does the magic of resurrection determine a person's true resurrection?

After listening to this theory, Filin was confused. Thinking about it carefully, he felt that he had obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he had not had the purpose of infiltration, he would have wanted to create the illusion of a brain in a jar for the alchemist and let him try to break free. Anyway, Filin felt that he was the kind of person who could not break free from the illusion of a brain in a jar.

So compared to Peris who attempted to resurrect his wife, this alchemist is obviously a resurrection maniac.

"Okay, now you are Meryl. Enjoy your time in the academy as Meryl. Let me see..."

Feilin couldn't help but complain in his heart, your resurrection record is numbered to 17242. According to your own theory, it is simply implanted memory. What kind of mass-produced doll is this? However, these girls around seem to have different personalities. Feilin is somewhat suspicious of the mental state of this alchemist.

However, Philin is now relying on the presence of this crazy man to sneak into the core area of ​​the academy, which is the high tower, with him.

This tower is a strictly hierarchical facility, made of an unknown metal. It should be the creator's own technology, which effectively isolates the internal and external auras. Film felt ordinary from the outside, but when he entered, he sensed the auras of various monsters and demons.

The blood of demons, the power of star beasts, sacredness and the remains of elves, everything is available here.

Some alchemists focus on slow cooking in small pots to discover unknown elements, while some alchemists prefer to cook in large pots and mix all kinds of things. In the tower, Filin also saw several liches whose bodies were almost broken were conducting numb research.

Feilin sensed a hint of Emperor Jiajing in many people. Some were obsessed with immortality in middle age, while others were eager to regain a new life in old age. Many studies here would be considered taboos to the outside world, and even if they were not taboos, they would be resented by some forces.

For example, if the water priestess saw the remains of the elves, she would flood the place and take away the bodies of her compatriots to let them rest in peace.

"Star beast, star beast." Philin gently squeezed the pendant, sensing the guidance within it.

Morgana's pendant became a bad navigation tool at this time, often pointing in the wrong direction. Due to the lack of a clear goal, Fili didn't know what the secret in the tower was, so it was difficult to find.

But maybe it was a flash of inspiration, but Fili became curious about the so-called humanoid star beast, the Moon Princess. She had heard some rumors about her in the past two years and was a little curious.

At this time, there was a vibration from the upper floors of the tower, but it did not cause any commotion and everyone was used to it.

Filin quickly dived into the upper level to look for the source of the vibration, while also sensing the location of the divine alchemist whose blood pressure was high today.