After his anger faded, Amos had no choice but to find a new research subject.
He turned his attention to the Coreflames.
Since Laegus did not care about the people of Amphoreus studying Golden Blood, then what about the Coreflames?
The Coreflames were the carriers of reincarnation information.
So as long as he did not damage their structure and only observed their properties…
Among the twelve Coreflames, the easiest one to obtain was undoubtedly Strife.
Unlike the three Titans of Fate, which were vague and elusive and required trials to obtain their Coreflames.
Unlike the three Foundation Titans, which had extremely high requirements, forcing one to fulfill their divine authority after obtaining the Coreflame.
Unlike the three Titans of Creation, which were difficult to grasp.
They seemed to have no requirements for inheritance, but in reality, anyone other than the chosen one could forget about it.
The only variable in obtaining the Coreflame of Strife was probably the dissatisfaction of the Kremnoan people.
But considering that obtaining the Coreflame required defeating Nikador head-on, the dissatisfaction of the Kremnoan people seemed meaningless.
In the eighty-fourth cycle, Amos arrived before the city of Kremnos.
Among all the Titans, Nikador’s direct combat ability was undoubtedly the strongest.
But Amos felt no fear at all, because after so many cycles of reincarnation, his alchemy had long become no different from a miracle.
Combined with his analysis of Golden Blood, although Amos himself had no intention of stepping onto the Path of Destruction, the Equation of Destruction itself could still be put to some use.
Amos felt Nikador’s gaze locking onto him.
He also felt the vast power gathering under the divine authority of “Strife.” Yet his thoughts drifted back to the days before the eternal cycle began, when he was studying under Teacher Anaxa.
[Alchemy is the art of changing states of matter.] [One becomes two, two become four, and then the world cycles endlessly, generation after generation.] [To explain, matter itself possesses an extremely stable nature.
This state is called the “Origin.”] [Within the “Origin” exist two forces that keep all things moving and transforming into one another, called “Repulsion” and “Attraction.”] [After using external force to eliminate the “forces” within the “Origin,” the “Origin” can be transformed into four “Elements.”] [Once the “Elements” are analyzed, they can be used as the smallest units and be given “forces” once more, forming a new “Origin” and allowing matter to transform into other matter.] [Why is everyone silent?
You can’t even understand something this simple?] [Hmph.
If you don’t understand, ask.
There’s nothing embarrassing about it.
This explanation is indeed obscure and not comprehensive enough.] [I’ll give you a more fitting example: a scale.] [Place knowledge on one side of the scale, then move the world.
Easy to understand, isn’t it?] [Now then, who can tell me how to move even more of the world?] At the time, there were only two answers to Teacher Anaxa’s question.
First, study hard.
Gain more knowledge, and you can move more of the world.
Second, find another path.
More valuable knowledge could naturally move more of the world.
For example, Teacher Anaxa’s proudest technique, Soul Alchemy.
Place a soul on one side, and you could lift a world impressive enough to make even Titans take notice.
However, if Teacher Anaxa asked Amos the same question now, Amos would give a third answer.
Change the rules by which the scale itself measures weight.
After all…
an equation.
The two sides of an equal sign carry the same weight.
In that sense, it was remarkably similar to a scale.
And if it were combined with Teacher Anaxa’s unique Soul Alchemy, which used the soul itself as the Origin for transformation, the result would surely be extraordinary.
Amos took out a thumb-sized crystal.
It was a soul crystal containing ten souls.
There was no need to explain where it came from.
Amphoreus lacked nothing more than souls.
“With the extinction of these ten souls, I move the world and apply the force of universal deviation.” A massive beam capable of destroying an entire city came straight at him.
Amos neither dodged nor retreated.
Because once the beam came within one meter of him, it mysteriously bent away at various angles and scattered like fireworks.
“￥…&%￥*!!!” Nikador let out an incomprehensible roar, then swung his spear and charged forward as a streak of light.
Amos took out another crystal and was about to cast another spell when a sudden flash of inspiration crossed his mind.
The current Nikador was the product of the Soul-Splitting Ritual.
There should still be another soul representing reason wandering somewhere within Kremnos.
But that was not the important part.
The important part was the soul.
That’s right.
The soul.
If Amphoreus was truly so isolated and closed off, then how had his own soul arrived in Amphoreus in the first place?
Amos felt that he had caught hold of an incredible idea.
He lightly turned the crystal in his hand and intended to cast a spell to leave.
But then another thought occurred to him.
If one-fifth of a soul could maintain its sense of self, then the Soul-Splitting Ritual must have some worthwhile aspects.
So the crystal shattered.
A streak of light flew toward Kremnos and then returned.
When it appeared again, it had become a miniature model of the Soul-Splitting Ritual.
At that moment, Nikador’s spear came howling toward him.
Amos casually turned his wrist, revealing the ring on the little finger of his right hand, set with a huge ruby.
“With the extinction of these ten thousand souls, I move the world and make all things bow before me.” The ruby shattered silently.
The unstoppable Nikador suddenly looked as if he had been slapped by an invisible giant.
He crashed almost straight into the ground, creating a bottomless crater.
Vast power pressed down upon the noble god, forcing Him to crawl and struggle at the bottom of the pit.
The humiliation completely destroyed Nikador’s remaining reason.
He desperately called upon his divine authority and unleashed his power.
In moments, he broke free of the restraint and leaped back onto the earth.
But the tiny human who had brought Him such humiliation had already disappeared.
Only Nikador remained, standing in place and roaring toward the sky.
——— Although the burden of research was heavy, Amos never neglected his companions in any cycle.
Before beginning his research, he would do everything possible to bring Okhema into the best state possible.
At the same time, just like in the earliest cycles, he would do his best to help his companions live easier lives.
Dealing with the Cleaners.
Guiding the Kremnoan people.
Using alchemy to help Hyacine transform the Garden of Life.
Helping Phainon enter the Senate and freeing Aglaea.
Giving Cipher a way to hide her emotions.
Launching Phainon’s rocket together with Teacher Tribbie.
And the thing he was doing in this cycle…
Writing novels with Castorice and urging each other to update faster.