Although Archduke Feldnan did not care, the church and the governors of White Rose City spent a lot of effort on the renovation of the new area. Pure white slates were paved layer by layer from the top of the cliff, and even the square was
It is built using the same white marble as the church, as if it were paving the road to heaven all the way to the feet of the residents of Wenning District.
A tall man was sitting by the pond in the center of the square. There was a black suitcase beside his left leg. His whole body was covered in a black robe with a waistband, and his true appearance could not be seen.
In order to preach, the church's work in Nanling always seems to be a bit sparing and overdone. The square is like this, and the pond in the center of the square is also like this. They even put ornamental goldfish in the pond and raised pigeons.
Although in the eyes of the residents of Wenning District, this behavior is just a waste of precious water resources, no one has the nerve to point it out seeing how the nuns and priests are enjoying themselves.
The gray flying pigeon landed on the white gloves stretched out from under the black robe, pecking at the bread crumbs piled as high as a hill in the man's palm. The man gently rubbed his fingers, and as he moved, the crumbs of bread
The crumbs were evenly sprinkled into the pond.
The man looked at the little creatures who were looking at him with red eyes, and stood up. The pigeons flew away from him like big white clouds.
Walking out of the square, a child running past him laughed and bumped into him. He squatted down, stretched out his hands to help the crying boy up, clasped his hands together, and the next moment, a lifelike wooden horse puppet appeared in his palms.
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"Thank you, uncle!" After taking the clay doll from the man's hand, the boy burst into tears and smiled, holding the clay doll in his hand high and ran away happily.
The great alchemist stood up,
Lift the suitcase next to you.
"Humans...are really disgusting creatures..."
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Walking slowly on the streets full of festive atmosphere, passing through the laughing crowd, no one noticed this solitary man in black robe, nor did they notice the sad atmosphere about him that was different from the others.
"Hey! You!" Until a young police officer stopped in front of the man and looked at him suspiciously, "Your dress looks suspicious. Take off your hood and let me see your face."
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The man let go of his left hand, and the suitcase he was holding fell to the ground with a thud. The things in the suitcase that popped open instantly fell to the floor with a clatter.
"Huh?" The Sheriff was stunned. He looked down subconsciously and said, "You dropped your things."
However, the tall man in black robe in front of him did not say anything. The Sheriff raised his head in confusion and saw——
The man in black robe took out a cigarette from his arms and put it to his mouth. With a "pop" sound, he clasped his hands together and then opened them. From the open palms, the silver magic excess electricity was pulled out like a magnetic storm, and instantly expanded and expanded.
, "crackling" across the sky across the square.
Everyone around the man was stunned, and the Sheriff had a bad premonition in his heart. He shouted and asked: "What did you just do!"
The young sheriff subconsciously reached for the sword at his waist. However, in the last scene of his life, he only saw the man in black robe lowering his head and bringing the kerosene lighter in his palm to his mouth——
Press gently.
"Crack--" Sparks flew everywhere.
"boom--"
A huge mushroom cloud of flames rose out of thin air from the square, and the flames swept across the earth like a storm, wrapping the man who was lighting a cigarette with his head down in the center of the eye of the storm. The black robe on the man was completely shattered in the explosion, and the burning fire plumes were scattered in all directions.
, a solemn white uniform like a patrol officer, the hem of the robe danced wildly, revealed from the fading flames.
"Alchemical decomposition - gas carbon bomb..."
The long hair tied into a ponytail was flying in the hot air, and the gray-haired man with a cross scar on his eye took the cigarette out of his lips, opened his arms, and exhaled a puff of smoke that was as straight as a pillar. In the embrace of the flames
Muttering.
In the high-temperature expanding explosive gas, all life could not survive. Life and space were squeezed into faults by the expanding high-temperature gas. The expanding explosion shock wave swept across the entire square. Broken and twisted human bodies crackled and flew in the flames, and sawdust
The fragments of the cargo turned into fire rain and fell from the sky. As the explosion ended, there were countless cheers and black bat wings soared. But all of this had nothing to do with the man.
The nitrogen gas surrounding him extinguished the flames around him. The man put out the cigarette butt in the palm of his right hand, and then clenched his steel right hand into a fist——
It hit the ground hard among the scattered suitcases!
"The alchemy of truth—alchemy is accomplished!"
boom!
The earth collapsed.
The stripped white marble bricks flowed like flowing water and merged towards the man's feet. After initially touching the "Law of Truth", which is known as the highest achievement of alchemy, the formation gained incredible power. The assembled carbonic acid
Calcium was decomposed into pure calcium and carbon, and then under the influence of alchemical elements, an incredible material transformation occurred, polymerizing into the most stable existence in matter——
That's iron!
However, unlike Su Zuo's primary training, the spear that appeared in the man's right hand emitted a hot red light in the high-temperature steam, and the magic patterns and magic crystals on the steel gun were still vaguely visible.
In an instant, after creating a high-level magic weapon in a way that violated physical reality, the man condensed a ball of cold water vapor in his hand to quench the hot steel spear. In the white mist of evaporated water vapor, he
He raised his head and looked at the woman in the distance with his cold gray eyes.
Trampling on the broken limbs and wailing human bodies on the ground, the man slowly walked towards the swordsmen guarding the duchess. Looking at the magic protective force field in front of the woman, he said calmly: "Although I know it is impossible, but
If the gas carbon bomb can really kill you directly, then I will be relieved."
"Who are you? Why did you commit such an inhumane crime!?" The duchess, who was being watched by the man, stood up calmly. The hell-like scene in front of her made this woman who had lived in a greenhouse since she was a child both frightened and confused.
anger.
"The people who come to take your life and that of your child..."
Facing the sheriff and the guard swordsman who roared towards him, the man explained calmly, and then inserted the alchemy spear in his hand into the ground.
"Refined through Alchemy! Abyssal Synthetic Beast!"
With corpses and human injuries all over the ground as the core, broken goods and wood as materials, and wailing souls and fear as a meal, in the red light of excess magic power, the anti-human abyss dogs howled, starting from alchemy.
Emerging from the steam.
The brain of the synthetic beast was transformed by alchemy so that only appetite was left. It was twisted into various shapes, and as soon as it appeared, it was not like a humanoid monster, and it rushed towards the Sheriff and the guarding swordsmen in front of it.
The bodies that were wounded and corpses a moment ago were endowed with incredible power by magic, and the wood material wrapped around the chest and back gave them extremely high protection. However, ordinary swordsmen and police officers had exhausted their abilities.
Even if he slashed with all his strength, he could only leave a bloody mark on it. On the contrary, once he was knocked down, his throat would have been torn to pieces without even a chance to call out.
The defense line formed by the guards was easily torn apart under the impact of the abyss dogs.
"Damn monster!" A guard who seemed to be a mid-level swordsman swung his long sword and chopped off the head of the synthetic beast in front of him. He cursed angrily and rushed to the alchemist, slashing at the man with all his strength.
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"Boom!" Sparks burst out, and halfway through the slashing sword, the man's right hand held it firmly.
"How is that possible!" The swordsman's hands were numb from the shock, and before he could be surprised, he was already chopped into pieces by a shot.
The man who started killing walked towards the duchess step by step. Along the way, all the swordsmen he met, whether they were holding their wounds and wailing, or struggling to rush towards him, even if they were hugging their own synthetic beasts,
At the same time, the tall gray-haired man ignored him and just shot him.
Then it was like being hit by a siege ram, the exploded human body and scattered internal organs would make every strong swordsman frightened.
Finally standing in front of the man was a woman with her hands spread out and her dress soaked.
The maid wearing a lotus leaf headband burst into tears, and her crying cheeks were not pretty at all: "Please, let the lady go..."
The man waved his right hand indifferently.
The spilled blood and broken flesh splashed all over the Duchess's body and face. She clenched her hands tightly and her body trembled, but she did not take a step back.
"You're very brave, you didn't run away." The man praised softly. This was the first time that his gray pupils showed other emotions besides indifference.
"Where can you go if you escape?" Duchess Sheryl shook her head calmly, "Since no one has reinforced her yet, it means that you used other methods to hold Sister Kneitin and the others back? Let me think.
Think...like an illusion barrier?"
"Please! I give it to you, little princess! Let me go!" Just as Sheryl steeled herself and started talking to the man, the middle-aged maid shivering in the corner suddenly rushed out and knelt on the ground:
"I still have a husband! I still have children! Please! Princess, give it to you! Let me go!"
In the woman's raised hands is a swaddling little baby girl.
"Oona, you..." Halfway through Cheryl's exclamation, she swallowed it as if she was being strangled by someone. She covered her mouth with force, trembling, and endured all the pain. This gentle and yet
The strong woman finally bent her straight back at this moment.
"Thank you." The man said softly, reaching out to pick up the baby in the maid's hand, and then raised the steel gun in his right hand——
"Wait-" Sheryl cried out in pain.
"Poof!" The fragile human body burst like a water-filled balloon, the blood behind it sputtered, and the lower half of the maid's body collapsed to the ground.
"You devil!"
Amid Shirley's angry scolding, the gray-haired man raised his left hand indifferently and threw the sleeping baby girl out with all his strength.
"Yilier!" Amidst the woman's screams, the baby girl drew an arc and hit the wall at a very high speed.
"Arcane magic——"
The golden red fire fell from the sky, the long hair with flying fire flakes, the flame wings raised high, and in the arms of the golden red girl, the pure silver arcane excess light flashed past.
"Mage's Hand!"
PS: It’s class today and I’m burning up all the coding and stuff! There’s no second update or anything like that! Besides, climaxes and stuff like that, I really have to write them in the best possible condition...