The Principality of Vaurit, the city of Psalm Arto, the Golden Cathedral.!

As the evening approached, Cardinal Gösse and others prayed Sunday under the leadership of Cardinal Philippe, and then watched him leave silently and return to the living room, no longer preaching or instructing other clergy as before.

"What's wrong with Lord Philippe?" another cardinal asked in confusion.

Gesai shook his head: "I don't know either. It should have been more than a month ago that Lord Philippe has seemed quite abnormal."

"More than a month ago, was it when the 'Mystery Voice began to slander the Pope's Crown as the Disaster Magician Viken?" The Cardinal who asked the question seemed a little uneasy.

The clergy in the middle and lower levels had long felt numb and did not pay much attention to the rumors that were repeatedly played, because compared with the previous content, there was nothing too prominent, no real evidence, and even no exaggeration. However, for senior clergy who are familiar with the history of the church and various details, it was thrilling to hear it. Many places can confirm each other with historical details, as if there were many real information hidden.

Of course, due to the possibility of history, there are many stories that can be compiled. The senior clergy were only a little suspicious and quickly diluted their thoughts in this regard, but when they mentioned it again, they still couldn't help but feel palpitations.

Gosse suddenly raised his head, his expression was quite solemn: "I remember that His Excellency Philippe was abnormal and began the emergency meeting of the Cardinal Order held by the Pope's Coronation..."

"This should have nothing to do with it..." The Cardinal's face was extremely gloomy, as if he had thought of many bad things.

Gesai smiled reluctantly and said, "I think so too, any devout believer will not feel good when he hears the wanton slander of the Magical Council."

Living room.

"Ange of Light" Philippe sat behind the desk blankly, looking at the beating candlelight. Against the dim sky, waves of fire seemed to be flying on his beard.

Cracking, the candlelight made a sound, and it suddenly raised up, illuminating Fellibel's face white.

"Bishop Philippe, have you thought about it? This can help you restore your shaken heart of faith and get closer to the God of Truth. We don't need you to do anything more. As long as you give us critical information at the critical moments." The "candlelight" kept jumping, making hoarse voices mixed with crackling sounds.

Filibel looked at the "candlelight" in front of him: "You can't enter Paradise Mountain at all. Just relying on the magic notes of the Sun King Thanos, you dare to assert that he is the supreme Lord? I can't believe that I will not learn from the northern heresy to intercept the power of faith and turn against the Lord's kindness."

"Candlelight" emitted a series of laughter: "You have subconsciously called His Excellency Thanos the Sun King instead of calling him his name. What do you think in your heart? It can't be hidden from me. But what is His Excellency Thanos's identity in the past? After being merged with Paradise Mountain, he is a real god, surpassing the existence of God-like beings, that is, the supreme Lord in your mouth. Now he is just a short sleep. The more believers grow up, the easier it is to recover. Philipbel, do you want to turn the God of Truth together with Benedict III of the fallen?"

"Hmph Atlante, no matter how you can grasp the hearts of people, I will not be deceived by you. You should leave, otherwise I will open the divine art array of the Golden Cathedral." Philippe said firmly after being silent for a minute.

"Flame" jumped and said, "Firebel. I feel your shakenness. As long as you are willing, we will accept your effectiveness at any time. Look, Richard and other clergy from Holm National Church will grow rapidly in a short period of time, because we have gained more from the world of the gate than you imagine, and will go further than the saints of the Northern Church. They have not even gotten close to Paradise Mountain."

After saying that, the "flame" contracted and everything returned to normal.

Filibel's gloomy face activated the defensive magic array of the Golden Cathedral, and then used the Holy Blessings again. Then he faded away the gloom and a smile appeared. There seemed to be two clear lights in his eyes, with a volatile and inaccessible smell:

"Only we can benefit from the prosperity of the church. Since the Pope's crown has given sincerity, we will naturally not be stupid enough to split our foundation. Atlante, you underestimate the Pope's crown."

In a manor outside the city of Alto.

The "Eye of Cursed" closed his eyes and no longer looked at the silver candlestick in front of him. At this time, the "candlelight" suddenly jumped and stretched into a figure.

"Who?" Atlante opened his eyes and looked at the "candlelight" with alertness.

The "candlelight" is constantly changing, like a twisted villain, making an old voice: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is the intelligence I bring."

"What information?" "Eye of Curses" Atlante speculated on the identity and purpose of this mysterious projector.

"Flame" jumped and said, "How to become a god-like intelligence, including complete legendary improvement steps, complete emotional power condensation methods, complete body transformation methods, complete magic array arrangement, complete special magic items refining..."

"You are Benedict III, no, Viken..." Atlante's voice was full of alert, glad that he was just a puppet clone here.

"Zhuhuo" laughed and said, "I said, it doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whether you want to improve your strength, whether you want to become the peak of legends, or whether you want to be promoted! Troops!"

"Do you think I'm so stupid? Believe in the way the enemy gives?" Atlante sneered.

"Candle Fire" shrinks and expands: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, but you should not mind reading the complete information on this. As for whether it is true, you can verify it yourself, and I don't need you to help me with anything."

"What do you don't need me to help you? You don't need me to pay any price?" Atlante asked in surprise.

"Candle Fire" said hee: "What help can you give me? I just feel pity for you, Douglas, Fernando, Lucien Evans, actually has obtained a relatively complete godlike method, but they have concealed it and studied it alone. Okay, you don't have to doubt anything, I will tell you all the knowledge.

"You want to provoke internal strife in the parliament..." Atlante saw the purpose of "Viken", but did not resist at all, allowing a wire of fire to be divided into the "candlelight" to connect to his head. Anyway, it's a puppet clone, and it doesn't matter what conspiracy is.

After more than ten minutes, Atlante's expression became gloomy and the fire line quietly disappeared. After laughing twice, the "candlelight" fainted on its own. It really didn't make Atlante promise anything or sign a magic contract!

"The King of Disaster is such a big deal..." After a long time, Atlante sighed. Who would have thought that Pope Benedict III would directly share the secret of becoming a god-like person with himself? Just like this is not a precious knowledge that can cause a legendary war, but a potato on the roadside!

Although there is a method, there is only a small hope of becoming a god-like god. There are many difficulties and obstacles on the road, at least for the time being, this is the only way that has been proven to be able to directly reach the god-like level!

Atlante, who was vaguely guessing Benedict III's intention, recalled the content in his mind and closed his eyes. Even though he knew what this path of gods would bring, he still couldn't help but look at it, as if it exuded an irresistible charm.

"Just like what Evans likes to say, this is a dignified plot, so I don't need to promise things and sign a contract..."

In the harsh winter month, in the "New Alchemy Basics" class, Heidi was reluctant to add content on wave dynamics.

At this time, Teacher Ernesto, the "Academic Affairs Office", came in and announced two things. One is that in the middle of the Ice Moon, the School of Magic will organize all students to go to the depths of the North for practical teaching in the wild, mainly to examine students' ability to comprehensively use magic, identify various creatures, and apply common sense to adventure, and the other is to distribute this issue of journals such as "Archae".

His expression was extremely relaxed, as if he had put down a huge rock in his heart.

"Hey, this issue of "Archae" is so thick." Honore has recently fallen into the fanaticism of studying "wave dynamics" and consciously has a deeper understanding of the microscopic field and new alchemy.

Looking through the journal, he found the source of why he was so thick. Because His Excellency Evans submitted a paper, using mathematical methods to strictly prove the change relationship between wave dynamics and matrix mechanics. It shows that they are different expressions of the same theory. Since the mathematical tools he used were less researched before, he gave the specific content of this mathematical tool, which is to generalize the high tower geometry in three-dimensional space to more dimensions, and even infinite dimensions. In order to distinguish it from Evans' geometric space, this is called "Lucion-Levsky Space".

In fact, after the founding of Nature a few years ago, tower arcanes such as Levsky, in addition to specializing in the analysis of Evans' geometry, they also had the concept of promoting tower geometry from three-dimensional space to more dimensional spaces, and the idea of ​​formulaic mathematics. They did a lot of preliminary research on this and made up for other mathematical knowledge needed. Therefore, Lucien's paper was not so thick that it was unacceptable. In many places, only references were needed.

Of course, this spatial geometry was truly established in this paper.

In the past few years, because Lucien's philosophy has freed the tower arcanes such as Levsky from the constraints of intuitive understanding and imagination, and because general relativity established the status of Evans' geometry, which was previously considered meaningless, the research on pure mathematical physics has flourished. Many tower arcanes have devoted themselves to it and made outstanding contributions - the so-called breaking away from the constraints means that they no longer think about the practical significance of the mathematical model they study, such as what kind of form the "Lucion-Levsky space" is, they can't imagine it, and they are too lazy to think about it.

At the same time, their mathematical success also helped them better master the most cutting-edge arcane theory, so their respective magical strength did not grow slowly as they imagined, but improved very quickly. For example, Levsky was approaching the advanced level!

"I was dizzy when I saw it. Your Excellency Evans is indeed a math maniac." Clark's eyes lost his focal length a little.

Honore couldn't help laughing, "So too, but the proof of His Excellency Evans makes people feel truly relieved and no longer worried that wave dynamics will be subverted."

His heart was filled with ease and optimism.

Most arcane artists who saw this paper seemed relaxed and optimistic. Even a few arcane artists who prefer matrix mechanics, particle nature and discontinuity had to admit the success of wave dynamics.
Chapter completed!