The Dean Has Arrived

"Failed again..."

The old man sighed long.

The years have left indelible marks on him, and the original blue short hair has become pale at some time.

His time is running out.

In front of him is a'failure product'.

The bare bones, the organs that are still agitating with the heartbeat, the nerves and blood vessels attached to the flesh, and the terrifying appearance that makes people unable to connect with the'human'.

"Is it really impossible to realize artificial life?"

The old man covered his face, and muddy tears slipped from his fingertips from his eye sockets: "I just want to see my daughter again. Isn't that okay!"

At the old man's feet, a black Brad dog (large dog breed, looks similar to a Labrador dog enlarged in a circle) stood up, wagging its tail and licked the old man's fingers.

"Only you are still with me, only you are still with me, Annan."

The old man sniffed, touched the head of the Brad dog, and cheered up again: "I have been working hard for 20 years...I can't just give up like this!"

But reality will not change because of human will.

After experiencing repeated failures, the old man finally realized sadly that he could only create monsters between the living and the dead.

"Life is the greatest treasure bestowed by gods in this world. We are not gods after all, so can we only do this?"

Kicked bitterly at the pile of things in front of him that had to be mosaicked to be seen, and the old man sat back in his seat panting.

"Is this the limit of mankind? It is because of this boring limit. Can we not surpass the gods?"

The old voice trembled, as if to tell the sadness and pain in his heart.

"Not reconciled, I am not reconciled!"

Afterwards, he raised his head as if he had made up some determination, and a flash in his eyes definitely made the black Brad dog whimper anxiously.

"If the limit of mankind lies here, then Annan, my dear friend, I am no longer a man!"

The old man abandoned his life and emotions as a human, and transformed himself into a lich.

While his life span has been greatly extended, he has lost his original goal without feelings.

So it began to mass produce those monsters between life and death.And rely on them to capture a dwarf dungeon.Let them rebuild it according to its requirements.

As a monster that has lost its sensibility, Lich appreciates gears, clockwork and clocks that can work meticulously than ordinary art.

Once the Clockwork Clock City was completed, the Lich would not hesitate to execute those with their own thoughts.A dwarf who may have'variable'.Turn this city completely into a dead city-oh no.There is only one life in this city.

That is the black brad named Annan.

I don't know if it was the consciousness during his lifetime or some other reason, the Lich hadn't acted on the big dog beside it yet.

After doing all this, the Lich again began to study artificial life.

Create life.This is something that even the greatest alchemist of this era could not do, but ordinary human mothers did.

So the Lich decided to change the method: If life cannot be manufactured artificially, then use the finished product to process it twice.

There is a legend about the creation of the world in the sacred scriptures of the Pure White Church. After the original god created the world and perfected a series of rules, he wanted to create a new life in his own way.

But he felt that this was not good. If everyone looked the same, wouldn't it be difficult to recognize?

So he deliberately modified several parts of each of his creations, and finally formed the most primitive eight beings, and these eight beings also developed their own population based on themselves. This is' The original eight tribes' legend.

What the Lich did was to imitate the creator, killing eight newborn babies, using the pure vitality extracted from them, as well as the obsessions and feelings he had during his lifetime as the basic raw materials, to create a representative of the original eight races. Of eight puppets.

They are represented by the dragon clan (the dragon clan in the original eight clan refers to the ancient dragon species)'El Batryen', the elves (high elves, extinct),'Galugantia', and the night demon (Extinct, one said to be the ancestor of pure-blooded vampires) "Stephanie Meyer", "Flores" representing the dwarves, and "Ok" representing the orcs (generally referred to as the king orcs of the Beamon blood) ,'Angel' representing angels,'Difle' representing demons, and...'True Red' representing humans.

——Clock City Center Room——

"The record of the crystal lamp is interrupted?" The girl looked at the crystal lamp which stopped working in wonder.

"Well, it seems that the time has been too long and it has failed." Until then, Xiwei stopped continuing to transmit magic power to the crystal lamp.

Although the girl did not know the use of the lich in the story because of her lack of experience to make these puppets that are not really alchemy, but Xiwei was different. He almost guessed the other party's thoughts in a flash. : "That Lich...want to make a god!"

Then he walked to the inclined platform to the east.

"Creating a god?" Saint Eliria was confused: "If you mean he imitated the actions of the gods...because what he created can only be regarded as a reference, so there will be no effect?"

"It's not the lich himself, but the dolls it made. You should be more familiar with magical rituals than I am." Xiwei stopped in front of the suitcase on the inclined platform and turned to look at the girl. : "It is recorded in the sacred book that'the gods created the original eight tribes by referring to their own image and making certain modifications. In other words, each race of the original eight tribes has a part of the characteristics of the creator."

He looked at the enlightened current saint with a serious expression: "Then, if you can make a decision between them through battle or other means, and let the winner get the god part of the loser, then you feel that the last What will happen to the winner?"

"I was promoted because I completed the ritual of'becoming a god'... No, if there are not enough ritual conditions..."

As a saint of the church, a girl who had received systematic theological education since she was a child immediately began to think about the possibility of this ritual. It didn’t take long before she rubbed her eyebrows and said uncertainly: “No, there are too many uncertainties. Many, even if this ritual is successful, the doll will not be upgraded to a god, at best it will only become very powerful. And all of this must be based on the disassembly of the god parts you said."

"Of course the god parts can be disassembled." Xiwei observed the lock on the suitcase and replied absently.

"Why can you be so sure?"

The girl frowned, as if she was very dissatisfied with Xiwei's performance that she insisted without seeing the real thing.

"Because of the eight puppets, the'True Red' representing humans is in my academy."

"Eh eh eh——?!" (To be continued...)