For some reason, even in the midst of a fierce battle, Langton remembered what happened when he was a child. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At that time, he was left out in the cold because of his mediocre talent, and he could only be accompanied by books all day long, and among the many dazzling magics, only one attracted him.

That's alchemy.

The supreme pursuit of alchemists is to get infinitely close to the existence called the "Gate of Truth" through their own products, and to understand the nature of the world, this series of spells does not require too much talent from the caster, and more values diligence, carefulness and creativity.

The most fundamental principle of alchemy is "equivalent exchange", which is nothing less than a great hope for Langton.

If you want to get something, you must give something, and in the same way, as long as you are willing to give, then you will eventually get something.

So, when the archers told Langton about the only thing he could do, he thought of alchemy.

It was through alchemy that he was able to participate in this war for the crown, and through alchemy, he was able to stand on the same line as the geniuses of that time, so this was his foundation.

Bang bang –

Gunfire resounded throughout the hall, and the statues of the gods had long since been shattered, except for the light of the crystals above their heads to reflect the figures of the two men.

Twenty breaths had passed by this time.

Langton fired several shots in a row, and even tried his best to unleash a rounding bullet, but the archers were able to shoot down all of them.

That's right, not to block or dodge, but to shoot down Langton's bullet with his own bullet, like a mirror reflection.

The last ten breaths are also the most critical ten breaths.

The muzzle of the archer's gun burst into flames again, accelerating towards Langton, who also reversed the muzzle of his gun and dodged the direct attack in the same way.

Nine breaths.

Langton tried to fight back, his left gun swept across the ground, creating a barrage of spikes that cut off part of the archer's area of activity, but the archer was unhurried and threw two pistols at Langton like darts.

Eight breaths.

There was a flash of light in the archer's hand at the same time, and a slender rifle appeared in front of him, and with little time to prepare, he aimed at Langton and pulled the trigger.

The spinning pistol, the high-velocity bullets, almost sealed all Langton's retreats.

Seven breaths.

At this time, Langton suddenly threw something into the sky, and then flew the pistol in his hand as well.

When—

The pistol collided with the pistol, made a dull thud, and fell to the ground.

Six breaths.

Langton slapped his hands on the ground, and a towering wall immediately appeared, barely resisting the bullets from his rifle, and at the same time, what he had thrown out earlier revealed its true appearance.

It's a crystal.

The crystal exploded in midair, bursting with dazzling flashes of light and a buzzing sound that was enough to make people dizzy.

Five breaths.

But for the archer, such a trick did not work, he simply turned around, closed his eyes slightly, and then moved quickly, ignoring the effects of the flashbang.

However, when he opened his eyes, he found that the world had become dark.

Four breaths.

The shimmering crystal of the dome had been shattered by Langton, and the entire chant was suddenly plunged into pitch black, making it difficult to see the presence of others.

However, the archer only smiled lightly, and the reconstructed pistol in his hand fired directly.

Bang bang –

Two gunshots rang out in the dark room, accompanied by bright and dazzling sparks.

Three breaths.

The bullet almost grazed Langton's face, bringing a little blood, but Langton didn't back down, he knew that this was his last chance, he took advantage of the archer's shooting, he also pulled the trigger, used the reaction force to fly, and quietly approached the air near the archer.

Two breaths.

Holding his breath, Langton fell towards the place where the sparks were shining, the pistol in his hand, spewing sparks.

The sound of a bullet shooting into something rang out at the same time as the sound of himself being knocked into the air, and Langton only felt that he had hit an iron wall, and the whole person flew upside down, and only after hitting the wall was he able to stop.

One breath.

The world fell silent.

Neither Lawson nor Karen dared to act rashly, and in their perception, neither of them was fatally harmed, but only stood quietly in place.

After a long time, with a sigh, the voice of the archer came out.

"It's your victory, Langton Ludwig. ”

The lights between the chants also lit at the same time, reflecting the two of them.

Langton was sitting on the ground, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, but not in danger of his life.

The archers, on the other hand, were also spotless, except for the two pistols in their hands, the muzzles of which exploded, as if destroyed by the bullets that collided together.

This bullet was fired by Langton.

"Maybe my worries are unfounded. ”

The archer spoke, and his face immediately turned as pale as the other dead, starting with his fingertips and gradually dissipating.

"Go ahead and stop that. ”

"That thing...... What the hell is it?"

Langton asked, he seemed to know why the archers were clinging to him, and Langton whispered in a hoarse voice.

"It has many names, the cup of heaven, the supreme treasure of the gods, the ring of immortality, I only know that it is one of the holy relics left by the goddess in this world, it seems to have been polluted many years ago, and the one who controls it is a great fellow. ”

The spearman smiled helplessly, most of his body had been reduced to ashes.

"I'll have to go first, but I'm looking forward to meeting you again one day in the future. ”

With that, the spearman vanished, leaving only a cloud of ashes.

"This idiot ......"

Karene stared at the mass of ashes, stunned, and looked away for a moment.

"Relic...... It's going to be hard now. ”

Rosen had seen the power of the replica of the relic, which was already quite terrifying, but now that he had told him that there was a contaminated original product in the Flange Fortress, he suddenly had a little more ominous premonition about the battle that would follow.

"But now, there's no way to go back. ”

If it was really a holy relic, Rosen didn't think that they who had already come here would be able to escape the other party's surveillance, and even if they escaped, they might encounter danger, so it was better to face it directly.

If you want to talk about the holy relic, you also have one in your hand, Lawson touched the ring between his fingers and thought that he had been wearing this holy relic obtained from the capital of sin, although it seemed that it only had the effect of communicating with the dragon, but maybe there were other uses.

Without resting for long, Rosen and the others pushed open the last door between the chant.

Behind the door, a short hallway leads to another room.

On the door of the house, the words "Core Hall" are written in ancient script.

With a slight push, the seemingly heavy stone door opened, and a breeze blew from inside.

Walking inside, one of the dozens of torch-lit halls was standing in the center.

"Is that you?"

Rosen recognized the other immediately.