When this duel happened, someone had been a bystander, witnessing the whole process of this supernatural power duel, it was really exciting, Downing could only comment like this, when AZ Alkmaar knew Wundt's true identity and was about to make a move, he expected that this duel would not be boring.

From beginning to end, he saw the fall of every supernatural power possessor clearly, and Uncle Agros, the night watchman of Catherta, told a thrilling story of the Holy Cult of the Holy See and its supporters battling those evil forces, and although tonight's battle was definitely not comparable to the holy war, it was also blood-boiling.

The supernatural forces around Gaitan and AZ Mal were almost all dispatched, but one person had not yet appeared, which made Downing a little regretful, it seemed that dealing with the most powerful guy would require another chance, at least one of the expected guys would appear tonight, and that would be enough.

Tang Ning clapped his hands and walked up to the two of them, smiling meaningfully. "What a wonderful duel, Font, you actually persuaded this alchemist to take you as a student, and the skill of surviving at the critical moment opened my eyes. ”

The helper did not come, but an ally who had torn his face appeared, but this did not affect the current situation, a smart person, a smart person without any supernatural powers, in the face of the alchemist with the golden owl badge, could only be killed easily, Font didn't want to pin his hopes on this kind of person, he chose to be silent, waiting for Rondo to end this young man who appeared here without his own strength, as for revenge, he had to find another opportunity to make this damn alchemist pay the price for ruining his appearance.

Rondo stared at the young man who suddenly appeared, his only eye narrowed slightly, and looked at the other party, and after making sure that the other party did not have any supernatural powers, there was some regret in his words. "A stupid young man, don't you understand how beautiful it is to be alive, and when you meet me, the wise man will run away long ago. ”

Tang Ning looked at the disfigured Wundt with a smile. "My dear friend, the former ally is here, won't you ask me for help, I won't ruin your face and poison your throat. ”

Wundt was silent, mourning the death of his former ally.

"I almost forgot, you're a mute, smart mute, and it's a shame not to hear you. Tang Ning's tone was yin and yang, as if he had not noticed the slightest danger.

Ignoring the alchemist of a golden owl badge throughout, Rondo's face twisted and discolored, as dignified as black iron, and he pulled out the black flask. "You have to pay for your impoliteness. ”

Tang Ning deliberately pretended to see this powerful alchemist, and his face was surprised. "It turns out that there is still an alchemist with a golden owl badge standing here, I'm so sorry, please believe me, I didn't mean to. ”

The naked provocation, Rondo couldn't bear it, opened the cap, and the black potion spilled out, but when the potion flowed to the young man's feet, it didn't have any effect, and he proudly failed the alchemy potion.

Rondo looked at this scene in surprise, surprise appearing on his solemn face like black iron. "My potion didn't work. ”

Downing stomped his foot, a little angry. "Sir, I sincerely apologize for what happened, but you still stained my shoes, which is not rude. ”

Wundt also saw this scene, and his mouth opened wide in shock, even forgetting the sharp pain coming from his ribs, what was going on.

Rondo's expression was flustered, searching for other more powerful potions in his arms, he must kill this young man who does not know whether he is alive or dead, otherwise he will be ruined if it is ruin, an alchemist with a golden owl badge can't deal with an ordinary young man, especially those peers, who will spare no effort to laugh at him.

"Don't be busy, Mr. Rondo, and you'll have to listen carefully to my story. "Tang Ning had no interest in waiting for the alchemist to experiment with those useless potions on himself.

Rondo was furious and trembled and roared, "Shut up, damn it. ”

"Well, those who don't listen carefully are punished. Downing took out a delicate red stick, which was almost like a work of art compared to Walden's long black stick, with delicate patterns engraved on it, and it was a well-made musket, and Font could see that Downing had been prepared.

"Bang"

With a loud bang, the head of the stick was blazing, and a puff of smoke cleared, and Downing blew the smoke from the barrel of the musket and looked at Rondo triumphantly. "If you're still as rude as you were just now, I'm going to shoot you in the head. ”

Rondo felt the pain in his leg, and he looked down with hindsight, and almost at the same time as the stick made a loud noise, there was a hole in his leg, and blood was pouring out.

"Damn, what's that?" Rondo roared in pain as he sat down on the ground, clutching his thighs. "I swear, I'm going to kill you. In a panic, he quickly searched for a super healing potion similar to the healing holy light, took it out, and fell on his lap, the wound flashing with golden light, and it healed rapidly, but it still took a little time.

Downing began to tell that story.

"There was once a great alchemist on the continent, Isaac Newton, who achieved alchemical achievements unsurpassed, for for his excellence, he received the tulip badge awarded by the Pope himself, and he also had a brilliant student, who was once an idle thief. ”

Rondo's original anger was too nervous to hear these pale, his lips trembling, and the sound of swallowing and foaming in his throat.

The thief entered Isaac Newton's laboratory and wanted to steal a little money because his stomach was too hungry, but the thief did not seem to have had good luck and was caught by Isaac Newton, and the poor thin thief aroused Isaac Newton's sympathy and decided to let him stay as his servant and assistant. ”

His talent was dull, but Isaac Newton always patiently taught him some alchemy, and finally the poor thief had a small achievement, he was proud, showed his ugly side, and always bragged to ordinary people about his worthless little achievements, which made Isaac Newton a little angry, and in order to punish him, temporarily stopped teaching him alchemy. ”

Tang Ning spoke slowly, his face cloudy, and he waved the delicate little musket in his hand. The thief held a grudge, and when disaster struck one day, the thief chose to steal all the alchemy of the teacher, claiming that it was his own achievement, and even later spread rumors that his teacher was jealous of his talent. ”

Downing looked at Rondo, who had fallen silent. "Now he's become an alchemist with a golden owl badge and sits in front of you right now. ”

Wundt looked at Rondo beside him in disbelief, thinking of the legends he knew about Rondo, it turned out that it was all a lie, and this great alchemist was a despicable villain.

Rondo's wounds had fully healed, and he looked up at the young man in front of him, unable to believe what he had just heard, as if the young man had experienced those long-forgotten secrets, and no one knew the inside story except himself and Isaac Newton.

He stood up and said in disbelief, "No way...... There is no way anyone will know this. ”

"Mr. Rondo, Mr. Isaac Newton asked me to greet you on his behalf. Downing looked at the shocked alchemist and sent Uncle Isaac's greeting.

He had heard this story countless times before going to bed, and every detail could be told vividly, as if he had experienced it himself.

"It was impossible, he was exiled to the Cursed Lands, from where no one could get out. "Rondo was almost driven crazy by what was in front of him.

"I'm an exception. Downing looked in the direction of Catherta, the land of the damned. "Uncle Isaac, at your request, I will send him to hell for penance with your latest achievements. ”

Downing pulled out a small orange bottle from his bosom and uncorked it. "Mr. Rondo, have a good trip to hell. ”

As if hearing what a funny joke, Rondo laughed wildly, almost tears in his eyes. "Just because you've heard Isaac's story doesn't mean you're qualified to kill the Golden Owl Badge alchemist who got all his research. ”

Pulling out a bottle of purple potion from his bosom, Rondo said angrily: "I don't think he told you that his proudest transfiguration potion can make all life what I want, including the necromancy, it is you who should go to hell, and the story will end with your disappearance, no one will ever have a chance to hear this story again, I swear." ”

The alchemist of the Golden Owl Badge has mastered countless alchemy recipes, which are indeed not enough to deal with at Downing's current level, but he has the killer weapon, the potion developed by Isaac Newton himself, which can invalidate all his previous research results.

"Well, Mr. Rondo, Uncle Isaac has let me bring you a little more news, and after years of verification, Uncle Isaac has discovered that all of his previous research results are wrong. Tang Ning said helplessly.

Rondo wouldn't believe these nonsense, no one in the Cursed Land could come out, and the young man must have heard this story somewhere, never from the mouth of Isaac, who was exiled to the Cursed Lands, so everything he said later was false.

"Anyone who knows about it will go to hell anyway. Rondo regained his composure, smirked and uncorked the bottle, dripping the purple potion, a drop of air that smelled enough to make the target react.

Standing in the darkness of the night, Tangning dripping the orange silent potion that could invalidate all alchemy formulas into the air, playfully looking at the confident alchemist and spreading his hands. "Obviously, your judgment is wrong, and what I said is true. ”

The corners of Rondo's mouth twitched, and he was about to be driven crazy. "It's all fake, you lie to me, damn Isaac, you're never going to let anyone come here with your greetings from the Cursed Lands. He held his head in his hands and yelled wildly.

Not bothering to continue wasting time for a small role, Downing raised the musket, and Phoenix, the greatest engineer of Kaiserta, built this musket capable of firing continuously, representing the highest level of the engineer.

"Bang"

After the gunshot, Rondo's head was blown up like a persimmon and he fell to the ground, his super healing potion was powerful enough, but at the moment it was also ineffective in front of the silencing potion, death was his final end, this was the only fate of the betrayer.