Wine of Immortality had always been something of legend. Even most gods had never seen the real thing. Vol was among the youngest of the gods; even counting his mortal years, he was only a little over a hundred. At that age, he was young not only among deities, but even among legendary powerhouses. Naturally, he had never seen Wine of Immortality, much less knew how to brew it.
However, he was the God of Knowledge. Through his divine authority, he could search the origin of the world for information related to "Wine of Immortality."
Such searches were rather vague, and the results were often muddled. They also consumed a great deal of divine power. More importantly, they could not uncover the formula for Wine of Immortality, so Vol naturally would not waste divine power on something so meaningless.
But not long ago, he received astonishing news from one of his believers.
That believer's ancestor had been a potion expert during the Age of Wizards and had left behind many secret records. Among them were records concerning "Wine of Immortality."
This wondrous potion could grant mortals eternal life. Even in the Age of Wizards, when potions played a far more dominant role than they did in the present day, it had been one of the most precious miraculous medicines. Yet not only was it exceedingly difficult to brew, it also required many rare materials. The most precious among them was the flesh and blood of a living true god—an avatar's flesh and blood would not do; it had to come from the true body.
Logically speaking, that should not have been much of a problem. The formula required only the tiniest amount of a true god's flesh and blood. Forget true gods—even mortals would not care about losing so little