Chapter 9: The Secret Alchemist

"Ah............h

It was Gonzalez who screamed.

He was chasing the alchemist around when he suddenly felt a chill from his waist.

Sensing the crisis, Gonzalez stepped forward, barely avoiding a kidney blow from behind from the count's daughter.

But this action was his limit, and he couldn't let go of the next leg hit, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Tangral was killed immediately after being raided by the Earl's daughter, and he didn't even warn his teammates.

"I knew you could, my dear, you can do anything."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and kill them, my cousin's troops are about to come in."

The alchemist, who had been running away, finally dared to cast a spell, and he immediately began to chant and cast a spell.

A white ball of light spawned in his hand.

His lover, on the other hand, continued to attack Gonzalez in succession, holding a short sword that was as blue as her clothes, apparently with elemental damage properties.

Gonzalez was denied a chance to stand up, so he could only resist with his weapon on the ground, but the count's daughter was unable to break through his defenses.

But the magic missile from the alchemist was gone, and Gonzalez's head was struck solidly.

When Gonzalez was first attacked and screamed by the Count's daughter, another guard was eventually hit in the head by Delia's mace under pressure from Delia and Wu Xin, and he fainted despite being protected by a helmet.

Both she and Wu Xin thought that the situation would be better on the other side, and with the help of the count's daughter, Gonzalez and Tangral would not have much trouble dealing with that alchemist.

But when she heard Gonzalez screaming, Delia turned around and found that the situation was extremely bad.

Tangral fell to the ground, his face frozen in incredulity, and there was a completely open wound in his heart, which could be seen to have been shattered.

The Count's daughter, who was supposed to support her, was attacking Gonzalez, and they watched as Gonzalez fell to the ground, then was hit with a magic missile in her chest, and a dent was smashed into the place where her armor was hit.

The Count's daughter immediately attacked the weak point in the armor, and Gonzalez tried to swing his sword to resist, but his hands had lost their strength under the heavy blow, and the weapons of the two men intersected, and his long sword was shocked by the cold blue short sword.

Gonzalez could already feel the chill in his heart from the dagger, but he was too strong to make any movements.

At this moment, a burst of white light suddenly lit up on his body, and Deliya's magic technique "healing minor injuries" arrived in time.

Gonzalez, who had been treated, was able to regain some of his mobility, and he struggled to flex his muscles, moving himself slightly by a few inches, and finally dodging the fatal blow.

"Ah.......h

Still, he let out a scream.

The Count's daughter's blue sword was a masterpiece, and although it failed to penetrate Gonzalez's heavy armor, the cold caused by the blow caused Gonzalez to lose sensation in his entire arm.

Despite this, Gonzalez desperately bit the blue murder weapon with his teeth.

The count's daughter pulled back with all her might, but she couldn't pull the dagger out of Gonzalez's mouth,

By this time, Fisher had rushed in front of him, and the mace had smashed down on the head of the count's daughter.

The count's daughter had no choice but to abandon her weapon and step back.

After all, compared to the Ice Short Sword, the head is more precious.

"You damn fool, don't you give me a feline grace! Hurry up and break up with them! ”

As she stepped back, the count's daughter scolded in a caustic tone that was incongruous with her beautiful countenance.

"Okay, okay, that's a complete break."

The alchemist responded, pulling out a glass bottle containing the green liquid from his robe's pocket and throwing it at Fisher.

The glass bottle smashed to the ground, and the liquid inside immediately vaporized, and ten seconds later, a green mist filled the hallway.

Wu Xin immediately held his breath, but the extremely painful feeling quickly spread from his nose and eyes.

"Are you crazy?! This will give me too......ahem...ahem..."The count's daughter was shocked, this was clearly not the plan she had agreed with the alchemist.

"Don't talk, my dear, this is a high-level product that simulates the fifth-level arcane acid mist technique, and it will be difficult for you to hold your breath for half a minute." The alchemist, who had already drunk the alkaline neutralizer, was not affected by the acidic gas in the slightest, and he first mocked his lover, and then looked at Delia with a smile. "Oh, young lady, speeding up will only make you die faster."

Despite all efforts have been made not to inhale, accelerating the sprint will inevitably expose you to more acid mist.

After Delia rushed a few steps, she finally fell down in two steps in front of the alchemist, although her body was strong, but the poison gas attacked the respiratory system, and no matter how strong the muscles were, they lost the support of the heart and lungs, and it was just a great protein.

And the angry count's daughter couldn't control her breathing, and she quickly fell to her knees, but despite the pain, she still cursed her former partner and lover: "Ahem, you damn fellow, my cousin is extremely cunning, do you think you can run away?" His encirclement just doesn't look tight, cough cough, you can't escape without me taking you through the secret passage. ”

"My dear, you are too worried, you have no inheritance because you have no talent for warlocks, and you are disgruntled and start a rebellion, can I, an outsider, stop this? You and I are not officially married. After you die, what threat do I have to your cousin? I'm just an alchemist who covets your beauty. Of course, he may be the kind of person who is more careful, but you also know that your Hesseber country is called the Earl Kingdom, and it is actually a princely prince. He, an ambitious and extremely powerful warlock lord in his own right, was afraid of even the emperor, could he not use a humble servant who was good at concocting all kinds of alchemical potions? The Secret Alchemist triumphantly said that he had made this backup plan when he realized that the situation was not good. Oh, sir, you're doing the right thing. Yes, cover your mouth and nose with a damp cloth, hold on, and you might be able to live one more minute? ”

The Secret Alchemist was so confident that no one could think of a coping strategy in such a situation, and could only die a painful death.

Wu Xin's vision was completely blurred, and the mucous membranes of his tongue and respiratory tract were experiencing pain as if he hadn't drunk water for several days, and it was deteriorating rapidly.

The hand holding the damp cloth was even more like a fire.

But the most intense pain came from the teeth, the enamel of several teeth had been eroded, and the dental nerves inside were directly exposed to the acid mist, which was sending an incomparable cry of pain to the brain.

But in such a situation, Wu Xin was still able to stay calm.

Years of experience fighting with the sea have taught him that the more difficult the situation, the more he must not give up thinking and act blindly.

Of course, at this point, he can't think about too complicated things, but there is no need.

The secret alchemist was right, no one could think in such a situation, but Wu Xin didn't need to think, he had already thought about how to remedy if the plan didn't go well.

Although the plan made by Delia and Gonzalez looks good, Wu Xin never pins his hopes on "everything going well".

Things will always change, and those who calculate more can survive.

He bit down a curtain that hung to the ground with his teeth, resisting his brain's instinct to go into shock, soaking it with the blood from his own mouth.

"Oops, what tenacity, it seems that the winner of this survival challenge must be this handsome, oh, once handsome young man." The Secret Alchemist didn't believe there were any surprises.

But accidents are always there, and Wu Xin didn't put this step on his face as he expected.

"Oh, what are you doing...? No! ”

Almost losing his vision, Wu Xin relied on his memory to put the wet cloth on the face of the old earl who had been falling against the wall, and then poured all the blood left in the kettle.

On the surface, this antidote seems to be another trap, the earl's daughter is not controlled by the potion at all, she is used by the secret alchemist with an older method, but Wu Xin based on his understanding of the "reincarnation world", he feels that the information of the earl's brother at the time of his death should not be a trap completely.

As Wu Xin expected, the old earl, who had been wilting on the ground, regained clarity in his cloudy eyes the moment the cloth covered his face.

His strength was stronger than his brother's, so he was not completely controlled by the potion in the first place, and did not participate in the attack on Wu Xin and them, and after his brother's blood seeped into his blood from his mouth and nose, he immediately regained his free will.

The alchemist knew something was wrong, and he put his hand in his bosom again, intending to take out another bottle of potion.

The old earl's movements were unexpectedly fast, his physical condition was not good, if he were not about to die, he would not have found a careerist who coveted his power, and the acid mist technique was also very powerful to him, but the hatred of the alchemist inspired his last life force, and his brother's blood unlocked the poison that controlled his mind, and the wet cloth itself slowed down the spread of acid mist in his body.

He struggled to pick up the icy dagger that his daughter had landed at his feet, and began to chant in the acid mist.

The acid corroded his tongue and mouth, but he still spoke clearly and unambiguously cast his magic.

The Ice Shortsword quickly disintegrated, and a powerful spell of Willy began to take shape in his hands.

Although the wet cloth made the old earl's voice faint, the alchemist still understood the powerful spell, and the acid mist interfered with his vision, and he realized that he had no time to kill the old earl.

He turned and ran backwards.

He rushed to the corner of the hallway, and one more step was enough to turn around, but it was at this moment that his back suddenly cooled, and then a huge impact came.

A giant icicle pierced him through and pinned him to the T-junction.

The alchemist's body was hung like a string of flesh on a long ice-blue stick.

"Dad, I'm in so much pain..."

"It's okay, it's okay, Daddy is here...."

Before losing consciousness, Wu Xin heard the last conversation between father and daughter.