The powerful transcendent magic tore through the blockade of space, and Barbossa prepared to cast a spell to take the man in black and the shadow away.

The man in black stopped him.

"One last thing for me."

"Oh?"

"Help me save the old man."

Barbossa turned around and found the Alchemist's Guild leader alone, close to the center of the magical storm.

"What if I say no? Haven't you completely buried the past? Barbossa knew the man's identity, so he wasn't at all surprised by his request.

The man ......was silent for a moment.

"Those two bottles of potion you're drinking have huge side effects that can be painful for you after five minutes. But I have potions here that can alleviate the side effects, and while they can't completely offset them, at least they will keep you from fainting. ”

"You soulless." Barbossa knew that the kind of potion that would increase strength in a short period of time would inevitably have drastic side effects, but he didn't expect that the current situation was that the man in black was threatening them with a relieving potion.

He took a deep breath, lest he lose control of himself and kill the man in black by mistake.

"Listen, even if I want to save it, there is no way, even if I don't dare to approach the center of magic, I may be pulled into it if I am not careful."

"Spatial ......"

"Don't think about it, the space here is already crumbling, do you think the space in the magic center will still be safe and sound?"

Barbossa interrupted what the man was about to say.

"I can save him, but with one condition attached." The Shadow let out a shrill laugh.

The man in black and Barbossa looked at the shadow that had been silent for a long time at the same time.

"After completing the task given to you by that adult, give me an extra copy of the results of the experiment."

"You've got a good plan." Barbossa sneered.

"Yes." The man in black didn't hesitate too much.

"Time flies, shadows shuttle."

The shadow of the shadow gradually blurred, his speed at this time seemed to take away a part of the time, the undead could not touch him at all, and the sucking of the necromantic black hole did not work at all.

The old man only felt a gust of wind passing by him, and then the high-speed blurred image, and then he came back to his senses that he was far from the center of necromancy.

Although the effect of the medicine has not yet passed, the momentum of the Demon Shadow is much weaker, and it seems that this move is very expensive for him.

The old man stared blankly at the culprit who had destroyed the city.

"Why save me? Wouldn't it be good for me to die here with this old bone? There was a deep resentment in the old man's tone, and he looked at the man in black angrily.

"Teacher......" The man in black was interrupted again just as he was about to say something.

"I thought you had forgotten about your teacher, Cassel." The old man's tone was full of sarcasm.

He had long suspected that this man in black was Cassel, who had been missing for ten years, the youngest genius in Potions, and his most proud student!

But all of this is a thing of the past with the ruined city.

He has thrown himself into the arms of dark alchemy, and he is the culprit who ruined the splendor of alchemy!

"I have never forgotten you, and I have never thought of disowning you, you have always been my teacher."

"Since you remember that I was your teacher, why did you do such a thing? Do you know how many people Black Death killed? Do you know that you are destroying not just the Alchemist Guild, but the entire inheritance of alchemy? The old man looked at the man in black with a painful heart.

"Teacher, you don't need me to tell you the truth of the jungle, right? Since he is dead, it means that he has no ability to live in this cruel world, and death is a perfect destination for them. ”

The man in black, Kassel should be said, his voice was cold and unusual, like ice that would never melt.

"As for the dead alchemists? The future of alchemy? No kidding, they're just a bunch of innocent scumbags who can't afford the future of alchemy. Alchemy can only reach unprecedented heights under my leadership. ”

The old man looked at Cassel in despair, he knew that the smartest student had changed.

He became cruel, cold, extreme, and insane.

He can do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, and the millions of corpses that bleed for thousands of miles will not make a trace of waves in his heart.

"Cassel, you've changed. You're no longer the smart, proud, warm-hearted student I knew. ”

"Teacher, it's not that I've changed. It's that I've finally come to understand the nature of human beings. ”

"Kassel, you can go back. You can make up for it all! If you really think I'm your teacher, come back, back to the place where the light shines. "The old man is still making a final effort to pull the young man back on the right path.

The man in black shook his head: "Teacher, you are wrong. From the day you witnessed the death of your wife and children, Cassel is dead, and all you see is a vengeful ghost. ”

The old man finally despaired, and he knew that the upright and strong young man would never come back.

As he himself said, this shell was filled with nothing but a thirst for revenge.

"Kill me."

"Teacher......" Cassel's brow furrowed.

"I said, kill me!" The old man closed his eyes, although he was old and weak, but the old man's voice still sounded like he was not angry and arrogant.

"A few unruly guys are also delusional about setting off a continental wave, even without you, Black Death will find an antidote sooner or later, and someone in Potions will always stand up."

The old man said this to Cassel, then to the necromancer and the shadow.

"As for the two of you, although you won this time, you won't be so lucky in the future, the entire Irish card continent will never stop chasing you, you have to hide. A rat is a rat after all, and can only stay in the shadow of the stinky gutter for the rest of his life. ”

"Old man, you are looking for death!" Barbossa's eyes gleazed fiercely.

"Don't kill him!"

The man in black interrupted the necromancer's spellcasting.

"Ignore him, he's deliberately provoking us, let's go." The man in black was not ready to pay attention to the old president, who was already dead, and he asked Barbossa to pass the three of them away.

The elder sneered twice, and took out a magic scroll from the bag, and the strong magic fluctuations proved that this scroll was engraved with a high-level magic.

The arcane star map unfolded, and the crimson glow almost obscured the patch.

"Oh no, this madman!" After casting the Transcendent Magic, Barbossa was running out of mana, and it was impossible for him to open a higher-level magic barrier.

"Teacher, why should you?" Cassel sighed faintly.

He just waved his hand at the old man, and some of the dust drifted away with the wind.

The old man who was about to detonate the magic scroll suddenly felt that he was having difficulty breathing, and the old disease broke out at this moment, and the old man fell to the ground in pain, and he no longer had the extra strength to detonate the magic scroll.

The old man's eyes widened with anger, his face turned purple-black, his blood vessels bulged out, and after a few struggles, the old man stopped moving completely.

The necromancer laughed, "It's not that he's dead in the end, it's better to let him die in the black hole of the dead just now." How does it feel to kill your own teacher? ”

Cassel sighed, he didn't want to do this, all this was forced by the old man, he still had important things to do, and he definitely couldn't die here.

Seeing the tragic death of his mentor, and the killer he was under his own, Cassel felt a little heavy.

He took a few minutes to erect the tombstone for the old man, and he stood in front of the tombstone, and the bits and pieces of the past came to his mind.

How the old man brought him to the Society of Alchemists, how to take care of her, how to teach him.

When he made progress, the old man would praise him.

He was wronged, and the old man would quarrel with others until his face was red.

When he has doubts, the old man will follow them.

He got married, and the old man's face was filled with joy.

He gave birth to a son, and a generation of masters alchemized like an ordinary old man who was about to hold his grandson.

He was promoted to legend, and the old man's eyes were full of relief

He was persecuted, and the old man ran around for it.

His family was ruined, and the old man blamed himself for failing to protect him......

Before leaving, he looked back at the lonely tombstone.

Sleeping under the tombstone is a generation of alchemists.

It is also a teacher who was once as close to him as a father and son.

A stubborn but great old man.

In the same way, those buried here also have their own completely dead hearts.

Everything in his past was finally cut off by himself on this day, abandoned and buried.

Is it all worth it?

Kassel can't say.

He sold his soul to a devil, killed countless innocent people with his proud talent, and destroyed the lifelong ideal he had fought for with necromancy.

Today, he also killed his mentor, his only remaining relative in this world, with his own hands.

It's all about revenge!

He couldn't forget how his wife and children died tragically, his friends, his brothers, his students, all of them!

From that day on, he lived for revenge, for which he could do whatever it took to do anything, he could be cruel and murderous, he could be cold as ice, and he could even sacrifice for it!

Forgive me, teacher.

Without that, I will not be able to gain the power of revenge, and I will not be able to kill those who sit in the highest positions for the rest of my life.

Damn them!

This chapter is not just a storytelling, it is a foreshadowing and a transition. Friends who feel interested can add a group 1059048669. I know it's probably a little early to start a group, but I still want to build it.

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Title: The Resurrection of the Heavenly Dao

Author: Gui Cheny

Introduction: This is the era of the revival of heaven, this is an era when the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade; A teenager who reached the top of the world at the age of twenty, a war that lasted for tens of millions of years. Where will we end up? Will peace really come?