Nothing can stop the alchemist’s thirst for knowledge.

　　 is as if human ambition has never been curbed. It is no different from the so-called ‘hope’, the so-called ‘ideal’ and the so-called ‘desire’.

　　 Whether it is called a beautiful name or an evil name, their essence is not any different.

　　 If the living has original sin, then this original sin will always accompany life when you open your eyes.

　　 For the alchemists of Helios, the existence of this sin is even more important.

　　 The soul that has lost the thirst for knowledge has no existential value, and the achievement of being satisfied with the status quo has no reserved meaning. What kind of alchemist is no longer desiring more alchemists? !

　　 For this ‘thirst for knowledge’ that extends to hell, they have made many sacrifices, including their own souls and lives, still, not knowing good or bad, and will not stop.

　　 In order to master the power of the gods, it is necessary to obtain matching talents.

　　 If you don’t have the talent, then rely on the talented person! If you can't get the talent, then create the talent itself!

　　 This is the origin of everything that is doomed now.

　　 In order to be able to create the alchemist who took that step, they paid a long time and an infinite price, collecting all the available technology, and breaking through all the problems that were blocking the front.

　　 is not only the primacy, soul, and creation in alchemy... and even the scholars' genetics, life science, eugenics, etc.!

　　All the technologies that can be used must be obtained.

　　All the power that can be helpful, then all put in it.

　　 Endure training, explore the unknown, overcome difficulties.

　　The final result is the existence of a man-made great master!

　　 When everyone was about to despair, it came like redemption!

　　 All costs are worth it!

　　All sacrifices are about to be paid.

　　 But before that, before the man-made great master succeeded...There are more experimental products, more failed products, more defective products, and unusable wastes, born from the cauldron of life.

　　 is like the ashes buried in the cemetery in obscurity.

　　 Long before the birth of ‘Pubulius’, he had already had countless blood relatives dying in the darkness.

　　 Because of this, Hedi came to this world.

　　He was born even one step earlier than Publius.

　　 Regrettably, after inspection, although Hedi possesses amazing talents, he still has no way of reaching the realm of Grand Master.

　　 The ability of ordinary people may still be diligent. Unfortunately, Hedi's upper limit is already doomed before he is born... He can only be sealed, and when the verification is successful in the future, it will exist as a defective product in the control group.

　　 From the day he could understand the words, he got the truth of his birth.

　　 But Hedi has never had any resentment about this.

　　 Not everyone is born intact, and there is also a baby born with siblings, or blind and deaf, right?

　　 is just a slight misfortune, which has some obstacles, but it can still be overcome.

　　 He accepted his destiny, future, and everything.

　　 Even if they were never perfect, they were born incomplete like themselves.

　　 And now, he finally stood in front of the Grand Master.

　　 became his enemy.

　　 "It's amazing, Hedi."

　　 Garland opened his mouth and vomited hot blood: "I see him as an opponent, but I ignore you."

　　 "The gap above the talents has already been all this, it is natural."

　　 Hedi calmly drew out his dagger: "For a small character like me, a jester-like clown, you shouldn't care about me either."

　　 Garland stumbled to the ground, but before he landed, Hedi raised his hand, and the invisible force pulled him, causing him to levitate in mid-air.

　　 Behind Hedi, those vague ghosts shrank quickly, turned into chains, pulled on Garland's limbs, and forcibly fettered him.

　　 Then, the blockade formed by the souls of the alchemists began to spread.

　　 The pitch-black matrix emerged from Garland's body, multiplying, and blocking the inside and outside like a cage.

　　 This is a living seal.

　　 Different from those rigid chains, only the self-will of the alchemists can completely cut off the connection between Garland and the outside world at all times.

　　 didn't even allow him to die.

　　 As the scars closed, only a drop of remaining blood fell on the ground.

　　 "Don't worry, brother, I won't kill you."

　　 Hedi said coldly, "As long as you are limited here, it is enough."

　　 Although some women are benevolent, in fact, this is the safest and most sensible way.

　　 If the enemy is a great master, you can't underestimate the opponent at any time.

　　 Now that Publius’s success is imminent, who knows what kind of changes will happen once Garland is killed? What terrible destruction was caused by a great master who gave his life?

　　 Just imprison him.

　　 blockade and detention.

　　 completely weakened.

　　 to ensure that he cut off all contact with the outside world and became a pure spectator, powerless bystander.

　　 Garland turned his head hard, looked at the surrounding matrix, and couldn't help shaking his head.

　　 "Who did you learn this from?"

　　 "Is it similar to what you did to Publius back then?"

　　 Hedi told him: "This inspiration is still given to me-to deal with a great master, it is much easier to live than to die."

　　 "I just... I hope he can figure it out, think clearly, myself, who on earth is... what I want to do."

　　 Garland laughed hoarsely: "Unexpectedly, the Moon Prison would not be able to control him. As early as the last time I saw him, I had already understood that he had escaped...in a method I had never thought of."

　　 "This is his fate, isn't it?"

　　 "This is not the fate of'his', Hedi, shouldn't you be clear about it?"

Garland retorted indifferently, "His obsession is stronger than I thought, but where did your obsession come from? In order to create the gods, you don't hesitate to create hell... When did you fall into This level?"

　　 Hedi thought for a while and shrugged: "People can change, right?"

　　 "Yes, but are you really changing for yourself?"

Garland raised his eyes and stared at his face, this former friend and'blood relative', "The Hedi in my memory should be someone who realized his own incompleteness, but hoped that others would be happy. Talent right!

　　 Since when did you become like this, Hedi? After realizing the limitations of your own abilities? Or is it after listening to the bewitching of the piper? After becoming the chief? After inheriting the crazy knowledge and pollution of those alchemists?

　　 Does all this you do really come from the original idea? "

　　 Garland asked hoarsely, "Do you remember what you were like, Hedi?"

　　 In the long silence, Hedi did not speak.

　　 just quietly, staring at the sun wheel in the distance that is gradually falling towards the black tower.

　　 After a long time, he laughed silently.

　　 is like hearing a ridiculous joke.

　　 "It's just a change, is it weird?"

He turned around and asked doubtfully: "Is being changed by the piper different from being changed by others? When you say that, don't you realize that you are also changed by the world of the Astronomical Society? Learn to learn, be your students, be your friends, be everything you encounter...

　　 People will change, nothing more than getting better and getting worse.

　　 It’s ridiculous that you see ‘change’ as a disaster—isn’t the person in this world who most wants to maintain himself, hates change, and expects eternal change, is right in front of you? "

　　 He raised his hand and pointed to the dark tower in the distance.

　　 The great master Pubrius who laughed, opened his arms, and wanted to embrace the Void Sun Wheel!

　　 "Look, I want to be immortal, I want not to be wiped out by this world... The price is to destroy the world." Hedi said, "The truth is that simple, but you don't want to understand it."

　　 Garland didn't speak, or said that he didn't want to say anything anymore.

　　 For a madman, any kind of advice is useless.

"Yes, there is one more point. You may be wrong." Heidi told him seriously: "I chose my own depravity, not because of others-it's not the piper who confuses me, it's me who took the initiative to find the piper. The flute."

　　 "...why?"

　　 Garland's pupils stopped for a moment.

　　 Incredibly, he raised his head.

　　 saw Hedi's contemptuous eyes.

　　 "Not everyone can be like you and choose freedom without any responsibility."

　　 The ‘culprit’ who personally destroyed Helios, raised his head and looked down at the ‘savior’ who tried to save everything in front of him: "Isn’t it all you caused?

　　 Didn’t I ask you at the time? But you don't care what everything will become after you are gone, do you?

　　 You don’t care about everyone’s sacrifices and expectations of you, you just think of yourself, but what can I do?

　　I just want to replace you and complete my mission--is it a wrong thing to make all the sacrifices paid be rewarded? "

　　 Garland never looked at him again.

　　 just felt ridiculous and mocking, but couldn't laugh at all.

　　 wanted to scold him, but he didn't even have the strength to scold him.

　　 "Compared with me, you are more weird." Hedi asked in a cold voice, "Since I have already left, why should I come back?"

　　 Yeah, why do you want to come back?

　　 went back to the cage where he had escaped and regarded it as a place of hell.

　　 Garland raised his head and stared at the dark universe. For a long time, he sighed softly to himself: "Probably because... I regret it."

　　 regret it.

　　 But it's too late to regret...

　　 Regret and escape from their own destiny.

　　 Regret, and push his only "friend" and only remaining "blood relative" to this ending.

　　 Even if they are on the road to destruction, they will be happy.

　　 maybe a little bit of hatred.

　　 Hate Helios ~lightnovelpub.net~ Hate the gods who left secrets, and hate the lunatics who are obsessed with...the most hated is the self who created all this for freedom.

　　 When he wanted to get back his original destiny and bring everything back to the right track, he was already Garland. He is Grand Master Garland, no longer Publius, and has nothing to do with Helios.

　　 When he finally made up his mind, everything was too late.

　　Perhaps, this is his price.

　　 "Think for the good, at least you are back home, haven't you?" Hedi's thoughtful relief: "After many years of wandering, you finally returned to where you should be."

"Home?"

　　 Garland choked and shook his head: "There is only ambition, arrogance and sin, Hedi, that kind of thing has never existed..."

　　 "No, it exists, it's always here."

　　 Hedi raised his head and looked at the broken Helios.

　　 Looked at the rolled iron ground, the thick pipes, ancient equipment, huge facilities, countless workshops, and more secrets exposed below.

　　 "Look, this is our home."

　　 He said, "Unfortunately, it is not a warm place, and there is no such luxury as love. At best, it is just an assembly line."

　　"We are tools, parts, and cogs that are destined for all destiny. We do everything to accomplish our mission and eventually usher in damage and obsolescence.

　　 Now, the time for production has finally arrived——"

　　 Hedi looked back and smiled, as he did many years ago, with a soft greeting:

　　 "Welcome home, brother."