"The so-called alchemy is a long and great science. It was pioneered by our wise ancestors thousands of years ago, and has flourished more than once together with the ancient magic in ancient times. Now this discipline Although it has gradually been forgotten by many people, I still want to tell everyone here - its charm will definitely shine again in the near future!"
"In fact, we know that even though many of our friends today don't know much about alchemy, there is one person who must be well-known to everyone. Yes, he was the last person in history to refine the magic stone and enjoy it. The great alchemist who lived for more than six hundred years, Mr. Nicol Flamel!"
On the east side of the vast arena, Mr. Hohenheim, who was sitting in the middle of the judges' box, was standing there, giving a high-spirited opening speech for the finals.
For him, a researcher who has spent half his life as an alchemist, alchemy has become everything in his life. And Nico Flamel naturally became his academic idol growing up.
Therefore, he has always been unstinting in his praise for alchemy and Nicolas Flamel.
"... And today, the 12 contestants who have worked hard in this competition and stood out with their excellent alchemy skills, the championship of the first International Alchemy Competition is already waving to you. Got it!"
At this point, Mr. Hohenheim swung his right arm forward, and his voice, amplified by the amplification spell, was full of excitement.
"Next, it's time to announce today's topic!" He said loudly, "Twelve contestants, do you remember what I just mentioned? Mr. Nico Flamel has refined a masterpiece that can be called alchemy. The pinnacle of the Philosopher’s Stone! Yes, everyone must be familiar with the Philosopher’s Stone, right?”
At this moment, both the players on the field and the guests in the audience were confused for the first time - what does it mean? Could it be that the subject of the finals is the Philosopher's Stone
Even if it was a joke, I believe no one would say such a thing. The difficulty of making a magic stone is naturally unimaginable. Even some viewers who don't understand what alchemy is can understand this truth.
Fortunately, Hohenheim did not pause for too long, and he quickly continued.
"Today's topic is a research topic that is closely related to the refining of the magic stone. The twelve contestants present all have exquisite alchemy skills. I believe this topic will allow everyone to show off their skills, so next - "
At this time, Hohenheim finally said loudly and excitedly:
"Invite the twelve contestants to show us the activation of material elements!"
In alchemical theory, matter is composed of various elements. Those elements can be divided into four major categories according to their properties and states, namely "air", "water", "earth" and "fire".
It is said that the magic stone is a kind of magical substance that is refined and synthesized by alchemists. It is a wonderful substance that has four major properties at the same time. Although it is generally called "stone" by people, the specific state can be ever-changing.
In order to refine the magic stone, ancient books mention the special refining step of "activating a single element". Even the emerald tablet named "Jade Record" unearthed in the secret chamber of a pyramid in Egypt mentioned a few words about the peak of alchemy and the conception of life.
Therefore, this topic has always been an important research direction in the alchemical academic community. Although the magic stone cannot be made, academic research on the activation of elements has made some progress.
Currently, Maka was sitting in his seat. He looked at Hohenheim's happy expression, but his heart was still a little restless.
This title was chosen by the jury for the final announcement of Nico Flamel's legacy, taking into account his suggestions. But now, it's obvious that the players have begun to prepare, but he can't focus on the game in front of him.
"...Is it because Ens Tawen disappeared inexplicably?" While he was paying attention to a series of situations in the arena, he was still distracted in his mind and wondering why he couldn't make up his mind. "Is it because of the memory of that bald head?" That weird prediction in "?"
Today's final question should have been something he was also quite interested in, because he had always been curious about how ancient summoning magic gave life to deformed matter. This activation of alchemy should give him a lot of inspiration.
However, he is now completely uninterested in this final stage.
Regarding Enns, personnel inside and outside the school have been arranged to launch a search, and even the Ministry of Magic has sent a letter to inform him. As one of the people in charge of the event, he cannot leave at least during the finals, and it is impossible for him to help find someone for the time being.
Shaking her head slightly, Maka put aside her hesitation and focused as much as possible on the players on the field.
So far, none of the twelve finalists have exceeded his expectations. There are three members from the African delegation, three members from the Mesopotamian joint delegation, and the remaining six members are from delegations from countries with relatively outstanding alchemical histories, such as Egypt and Greece.
In fact, the original and Indian magic circles should have had the possibility to participate in the finals. Just because of the bald old man, the Indian delegation completely lost the right to participate before arriving. It was a pity that no one could comment on them.
On the other hand, the only Sanren alchemist who made it all the way to the finals obviously surprised many people.
"Mr. McClain, isn't that the player you mentioned on day one?"
Next to Maka, Scrimgeour, the Minister of Magic who also came to watch the finals, also spotted the handsome wizard in a Muggle tuxedo, "As expected of Mr. MacLean, not only is he powerful, but his vision is also extraordinary. .”
Scrimgeour has rarely praised others for most of his life. This was true when he was the head of the Auror Office, and now that he is a minister, he has no chance to say such things. Therefore, when it comes to these words of praise now, it is simply clumsy.
"Don't say that. I was just guessing at that time. How could I have thought that he would actually reach the finals now?"
As Maka spoke, she also looked at the middle-aged wizard in the field. It could be clearly seen from him that the other party seemed to be carefully describing a refinement formation on the stone slab on the ground.
The initial steps of the players were almost the same, and for a while there was nothing surprising about them.
"This is the reason why modern alchemy has gradually fallen into disrepute. Even if the competition questions are deliberately selected to be more interesting, they are always a bit boring at the beginning. If it is ancient alchemy, it seems that there are still some problems like the spell duel. What a wonderful scene!”
Maka thought about it and waited patiently.
Fortunately, these players on the field are already high-level alchemists, and they are very efficient in carving alchemical formations. Before long, the unique style of each alchemist was slowly revealed on the field.
For example, a player in Mesopotamia has erected six stone pillars around the alchemy formation he drew. The various alchemical symbols and patterns on the pillars are all different. As he positioned the stone pillars one by one, the symbols and patterns lit up with a faint light.
For another example, the player from the Egyptian delegation placed a suspicious gold-encrusted coffin on the formation. Before the start of the game, he carried this coffin, which made many wizards feel taboo. They all stayed away.
For example, the old witch in Africa actually got a giant crucible from somewhere, and kept stirring the liquid in it next to the completed strange forging array, and large balls of deep water came out. Purple smoke.
These three players can all be said to be strong contenders for the championship in today's final.
Maka's nose twitched slightly on the sidelines, sniffing the slightly diffuse smell of purple mist in the air, and soon couldn't help but frown.
"The backbone of the fire dragon, the stems and leaves of blackroot, the slurry of the death thorn, the living Sahara fire amoeba, the blood of a large amount of mountain trolls... and the powder of mandrake?" He roughly described what he smelled. He counted the materials once, and then asked with some confusion, "What's the use of putting all these things together?"
Since Sarah was still pretending to be recovering from her injuries in the ward of the school hospital today, his question was destined to be answered only when the results came out.
Next, various changes in the arena continued, and gradually became noticeable.
The first is the contestant from Mesopotamia. The contestant who erected the stone pillars has already lit up all the stone pillars. Immediately, as the space in the middle of the formation formed a contraction that could be discerned with the naked eye, a ball of unknown silver substance slowly formed.
Under today's bright sunshine, the silver reflected a metallic color, which looked wonderful.
And closely followed was the "coffin bearer" from Egypt.
The feeling on his side was not that good, because many viewers could clearly see that the coffin in his formation would vibrate every short while, as if something was going to happen at any time. It was indeed a bit scary to open the coffin board and pop out directly.
In addition to the two of them, most of the other contestants also made some strange movements. There are only the old witch in Africa and the tuxedo alchemist. One is still stirring the vat slowly, and the other is simply drawing the formation. It is completely impossible to guess what they will come up with. .
"Well?"
It was at this time that Macca raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she felt something near the two people.