The resistance of the Ishbal rebels was very resolute and tragic, and even though the leader of the rebel force had been captured, the rebels did not appear in a leaderless and chaotic situation, but launched a more fierce resistance, and various suicide attacks began to appear frequently.

Abel Dazo did not achieve his goal, but made his army suffer more heavy losses, and it can be said that stealing chickens does not lead to rice.

Of course, in the end, in terms of numbers and equipment, there is a grade inferior to Amestoris, the Ishbal rebels in this town were finally wiped out, and none of the rebel soldiers escaped, their tenacious resistance spirit shocked these Amestorius soldiers, and they hated it even more, in order to solve this rebel army, Abeldazo paid a heavy price, and the entire army was reduced by more than two-thirds, which really responded to the words of those Ishbars before the launch, even if they were all wiped out, And bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy's body.

In the end, the war was over, Li Luwei sat on the wall a little tired, and with him as the center of the circle, it spread out to the surroundings, and there were hundreds of corpses lying on the ground, not to mention hundreds of corpses, some of which were cut in two, some were burned black, and some were pierced through their chests, and some were frozen into ice sculptures.

The whole town was in ruins, with broken corpses, shattered weapons, flames burning sporadically, emitting puffs of foul odor and billowing up puffs of black smoke.

The surviving warriors also sat numbly on the ground, their faces not glad to have survived, only sluggish.

The war was brutal, like a picture of hell.

"Come on, smoke one."

Li Luanwu raised his head, it was Abel Dazuo, and Abel Dazuo at this time did not have the vigor he had at the beginning. His face was black, and his uniform, which had always been spotless, was torn, his left arm was wrapped in a bandage and hung around his neck, and his right hand was holding a cigar and was handing it to him.

Resulting cigars. Rubbing his fingers, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Hahaha...... That's not how cigars are smoked...... Hahaha...... Abrasion, cough cough, cough ......" Abel laughed, accidentally touching the wound, and it was also a violent cough.

After laughing, Abel Dazuo also sat next to Li Yuwu, "How do you feel?" ”

"I don't know ......"

Li Luwei took another puff of his cigar, this time adapting a lot, and looked his eyes into the distance.

Afar. It was a corpse that was broken all over the place, the blood had infected the whole land, even turning black and red, and in the distance, a touch of the setting sun was slowly setting......

"Don't you know?" Abel Dazo muttered softly, and the whole person was also relieved, and he also leaned against the wall and raised his head. Watch the sunset in the distance.

The battle in the town is only an inconspicuous part of this vast war, in the entire Ishbal region. There are countless such battles, so to speak, the whole of Ishbal, full of wolf smoke.

Perhaps realizing that this was the final decisive battle and a war for the survival of his race, Ishbal resisted fiercely. Even if Amestoiris sent a large number of national alchemists to help, the effect achieved was not great, and the entire Ishbal region seemed to have turned into a meat grinder, constantly devouring the flesh and blood of the two peoples.

The war has reached a stalemate, and now the two sides of Amestolis and Ishbal are fighting for a single attrition. It depends on who can consume whom in the end.

Judging from various conditions, it will be Amster Storis who will win in the end, but at that time, it will also be the time for Amster Storis.

The top brass of the Amestorius military certainly did not sit idly by and watch themselves lose too much, unfortunately, unless a force emerged on the battlefield that could upset this balance.

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Li Luanwei was still sitting on the truck he came, his body was constantly shaking with the bumps, this time, Li Luwei was not on the way to the battlefield, because the losses of the corps were too heavy, the military headquarters specially ordered Abel Dazuo and his party to go back to the rear barracks to recuperate and adjust, and replenish the soldiers.

When Li Luwei's convoy drove to the gate of the rear barracks, another convoy was just departing, carrying thousands of soldiers, and at the rear of the convoy, loaded with ammunition was stuck here and carrying one artillery cannon after another.

This is an army that is going to the front.

According to Li Luan's understanding, now that Amestolius has gradually completed the encirclement of Ishbal, he is waiting to mobilize his forces and give Ishbal the final blow.

"Your Excellency Major General Hakulo." Li Lunan stood up straight and saluted an old man with round sunglasses and white hair.

Major General Hakulo, the field commander of the Ishbal Annihilation War and the President of Amestories, Kim Khakulo, was also the commander in chief of the war of annihilation in Ishbal. Bradley's henchmen, left and right, can be said to be a powerful figure.

"Li Luwu Shaozuo, the alchemist of Vientiane, I have heard of you, that battle, well done." Major General Hakulo had a smile on his face, "The country needs the strength of you young people, and you are all heroes of the country." ”

"Your Excellency, this is what I should do, this is the duty of a soldier."

"Very well, I'll take credit for you when I go back." Major General Hakuro patted Li Yuwu's shoulder with satisfaction, and his words changed, "Do you know what I came to you for this time?" ”

"I don't know."

"A general assault on Ishbal is about to begin." Major General Hakulo motioned for Li Lunan to come to his side, pointing to a military map on the table, which indicated the situation of the enemy and the enemy, just like Li Luwei understood, Amestorius had completed the blockade of Ishbal and was waiting to launch a general attack, "It's a pity that those damn Ishbal mongrels are too tenacious, and our losses are great." Major General Hakulo looked distressed, as if he was very distressed by the loss of his soldiers.

"So, in order to avoid casualties, we need more powerful weapons, weapons capable of destroying Ishbal's weapons in one fell swoop." Major General Hakulo's tone was filled with fanaticism, and his eyes burned as he looked at Li Luan, "Li Shaozuo, can you do it?" ”

"This ......"

"I know, I know." Major General Hakulo smiled and patted Li Luan's shoulder again to show his kindness, "So, this time, the military department has specially prepared this for you, a secret weapon." As he spoke, Major General Hakulo took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, not much, only the size of a finger, filled with a red liquid, crystal clear, shimmering with an alluring luster.

"What is this?" Li Luan's pupils shrank, but he immediately returned to his original state, and was not noticed by Major General Hakulo, and asked with a puzzled face.

"This is the latest research result of the military department, which can greatly increase the power of alchemy, but unfortunately, the production is not high, and it cannot be popularized, so it can only be used as a secret weapon." Major General Hakuro explained with a smile and handed the vial to Li Luan, "The cost of this kind of thing is very high, so only those who have made great contributions to the military department and are still the best among alchemists can have it, so, Li Shaozuo, are you ready to fight for the country?" ”

"Yes! I promise! All resistance will be crushed! Li Luwei took the vial and assured Major General Hakuro loudly.

"Good! Very good! Major General Hakulo nodded with satisfaction, "In a week, the general attack on Ishbal will be, you go down and rest first, hurry up and get familiar with this secret weapon, the country still needs your strength." ”

"Yes! Mission completion guaranteed! Li Luwei saluted again, turned around and retired.

Walking out of the field headquarters, Li Luwei turned into a no-man's corner, holding the vial high in his hand, the red liquid in the bottle sparkled in the sunlight, revealing a charming and brilliant color.

"The Philosopher's Stone?"

Li Luwei frowned, not attracted by this charming color.

The Philosopher's Stone, an alchemical amplifier that only existed in legends in the original plot, can break the principle of equivalent exchange, and it is said to contain the power to make people immortal. In fact, it is a highly condensed body of the soul, and the cultivation of the Sage's Stone actually requires the principle of equivalent exchange, and it takes many living people to practice.

The Philosopher's Stone is red, solid and liquid, and strictly has no fixed form.

The power of the Philosopher's Stone is indeed strong, with the help of the Philosopher's Stone, the alchemists can ignore the principle of equivalent exchange, and all kinds of large-scale and powerful alchemy can be launched anytime and anywhere, if the current alchemists are the kings of individual combat, then the alchemists equipped with the Philosopher's Stone are humanoid nuclear bombs, as long as the Philosopher's Stone is enough, it is no problem for an alchemy to destroy a country.

Of course, the power of the Philosopher's Stone is not unlimited, depending on the number of souls it condenses.

However, the Philosopher's Stone is indeed a bug-like existence in the original plot, just as it is described in the original plot, to rejoice in suffering, to win battles, and to regenerate the dead, which is a promise made by the blood-red stone, which people respectfully call - the Philosopher's Stone.

The red liquid in this vial is none other than the Philosopher's Stone, the legendary artifact.

Li Luwei has already remembered that in the original plot, the first time the Philosopher's Stone was used on a large scale by alchemists, it was on this Ishbal Annihilation War, it seems that he has to hurry up, and that father has completed his last piece of the puzzle, and it is almost east.

Li Luan, who has the inheritance of a necromancer, although necromancy cannot be used because of the difference in the world, but the sensitivity to the soul still makes Li Luwu quickly confirm the identity of the Philosopher's Stone.

Looking at the vial in his hand, Li Luwei seemed to see thousands of people wailing there, pain, struggle, resentment, helplessness, and madness...... Countless negative emotions came to my face.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the necromancer's cold aura suddenly exploded, and the red liquid trembled for a while, and it immediately fell silent.

Necromancers have the pride of necromancers, as the master of necromancers, how can they still be intimidated by these revenants.

Holding the vial containing the Philosopher's Stone tightly in his hand, Li Luwu strode out.

"Strength! Strength! Sure enough, if there is no power, there is only the share of being slaughtered. (To be continued.) )

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