Chapter 282: The Inevitable Battle (6)
Sinjid ignored Ramrem's words, he dusted off the place where Ramrem had been kicked just now, and stared at Ramrem with green eyes.
"Holmens must belong to the alchemist, that's ours, I'm bound to get it......"
Sinjid seemed to be in a frenzy, with only Ramrem in his eyes, and rushed at the maid desperately.
"What a disgusting man!" Ramrem couldn't help but feel angry at Sinjid's entanglement like this, and she dodged around the Hall of Glory while looking for an opportunity to fight back.
In terms of power comparison, Ramrem and Sinjid are almost completely antagonistic, Sinjid uses the muscle power obtained by alchemy potions to give him real destructive power, and if Ramrem fights him head-on, I am afraid that he will not even be able to catch Sinjid's punch. Ramrem's speed advantage was no longer there, and Sinjid's potion gave him both speed and strength.
However, Ramrem is not completely without advantages, Sinjid has almost lost his mind because of his obsession with Holmonx, Ramrem does not know if this is the price of the potion, but at least, she can be sure that Sinjid's thinking ability must have decreased a lot now.
So, now Ramrem is trying to find something from the Hall of Glory that he can use and exploit, hoping to take advantage of the terrain and catch Sinjid off guard.
At the moment, the Hall of Glory is full of broken tables and chairs, and even the remains of a chandelier, all of which were caused by the shooting of Sinjid's men just now, and in addition, some wine glasses and meals discarded by the guests are also scattered on the ground, and the Hall of Glory as the Royal Banquet Hall is in shambles, which can not help but make people sigh, but for Ramrem, there is something worth using.
She gave up running around the perimeter of the banquet hall and suddenly jumped to the center, ducking behind a table that had fallen to the ground.
Of course, Sinjid saw Ramrem hiding behind the table, and although he knew where Ramrem was, Sinjid was a little unsure whether Ramrem was hiding some conspiracy out of his sight.
Out of instinctive caution, Sinjid stopped and stared straight at the table with green eyes.
Then, suddenly, he kicked his foot, rushed out at a very fast speed, and with a wave of his hand, directly split the table in half.
Ramrem hurriedly rolled on the ground, although Singid deliberately did not hurt Ramrem who was hiding behind just now, but he still cut open her sleeve.
Sinjid shook his hand and shook off the sleeve of his shirt.
"Look, you were supposed to be a perfect alchemy creation, but now you are afraid of my power, you are not perfect enough, and you dare not mature, and I, my knowledge, my research, can make you a real perfect creation Holmonx, an artificial person beyond human beings themselves, the most perfect creation in the world, believe me, my technology can definitely do this. β
"Less disgusting to me. Ramrem gasped slightly, but the smile on her face became even colder, "You don't look at yourself, if you really have what it takes to create 'perfection', then why don't you beautify yourself first?"
"Because this body is useless. Sinjid was not affected by Ramrem's provocation at all, and it seemed that his mind was all integrated into the pursuit of Holmonks, "In the final analysis, human beings are nothing more than imperfect fragments, which is why alchemists pursue Holmonx, trying to make up for imperfect humans with perfect artificial humans." This feat will succeed, and I am convinced that it will have already been succeeded in an era that we do not know. β
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at Ramrem. "Aren't you the best proof of it? The existence of Hallmonx has proven my word. β
"That's just wishful thinking. Ramrem stood up and stared at Sinjid with cold eyes, "In this world, there is no such thing as perfection. β
"It's up to you. Sinjid sneered nonchalantly and reached out to grab Ramrem. However, as soon as he lifted his foot, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The soles of his shoes were stuck with something sticky, and those things were so sticky that Sinjid couldn't even lift his feet.
"The chandelier that fell from the ceiling, is the latest craft. Ramrem stood up and patted the dust off his body, "After the attack on Dwell, the Tiamat Palace was partially rebuilt once, and it just so happened that the chandelier in this Hall of Glory was replaced with the latest solid glass, which happened to contain butyl acrylate. β
Sinjid immediately understood that his feet would be stuck because of this extremely sticky substance.
"I didn't expect ......" Sinjid looked a little stunned, stared at Ramrem, and muttered to himself, "Holmonx is the supreme creation of alchemy, so that's the case, it turns out that Holmonx himself has the strongest talent in alchemy." β
The light flashed in Sinjid's eyes, and he immediately followed up and asked, "Then, when Jericho was arrested by the Ministry of the Interior, why didn't you go and lift his seal yourself?"
Ramrem just gave Sinjid a cold look and didn't answer him.
"Sure enough, you're afraid of the magician, you're afraid of that Manfred, you're afraid of his magic. As if unaware of his current situation, Sinjid stretched out his hand to Ramrem and exclaimed, "I can help you remove this flaw, as long as you are not afraid of the weakness of magic, you are perfect!"
"You're such an idiot!" Ramrem spat out, Sinjid's repeated madness had made Ramrem lose his last patience, "I just said that there is no such thing as 'perfect' in this world. No, fear is not a weakness, it is a strength, and it is precisely because we know that we can perceive danger, and we can avoid it, and this fear comes from the memories of our race, and it has been preserved through countless sacrifices. You're only interested in pursuing Holmonks, but you don't really understand what Holmens is!"
Sinjid's face became a little ugly, his lips trembled, and finally he couldn't bear it.
"I don't know about Holmonx, I don't understand Holmonx, you'd better not make such a judgment casually, because ......" Sinjid's muscles tensed all over his body, and the force was so great that the walls and ceiling trembled a little.
"You don't know me either!"
With a roar of rage, Sinjid jerked his foot up, breaking through the confines of the glue on the ground.
Ramrem was stunned, then reacted immediately, leaping backwards, dodging Sinjid's sudden punch.
She ducked into a corner of the Hall of Glory and glanced ugly at Sinjid's feet. The shoe was almost completely torn by Sinjid's tremendous force, the sole of which stuck to the ground, and Sinjid jumped up barefoot and threw the punch he had just punched.
"Although you know alchemy, it seems to me that you don't understand alchemy at all. Sinjid straightened up and drew his fist at the same timeβthe punch he had just punched through the floor and smashed a hole in the ground.
"Alchemy is not the kind of equation that plays like a house, this ancient science represents the world's oldest wisdom, it is not only the source of magic, but also the source of philosophy, if you really understand it, it is better to see how powerful this science can be!"
Sinjid raised his fist, and from the crumbling hand, Ramrem could clearly feel a pressure.
Her eyes couldn't help but glance to the left and right, and she began to look for a place to hide.
But before she could find a suitable way out, a figure suddenly broke through the floor-to-ceiling window of the Hall of Glory and broke in.
Both Sinjid and Ramrem were stunned and couldn't help but look at the man.
The figure was fast, and he slammed straight into Sinjid, who subconsciously smashed his fist at the figure.
His fist did smash into the opponent's body, but this punch that could pierce the floor did not do anything to the opponent, but instead used all his strength to defend against Sinjid, who was defenseless by the opponent's neck.
By this time, Sinjid and Ramrem could finally see the figure.
"Jan Noe Darres!" Sinjid was shocked and angry, glaring at Yang deadly, "You, why ......"
"Huh?" a sneer appeared at the corner of Yang's mouth, although he was smaller than Sinjid, but he easily suppressed the other party, "Do you look surprised, is it because you are surprised by my appearance, or are you surprised by your accomplice's miss?"
Yang increased the force on his hand, and the pain of suffocation made Sinjid roll his eyes.
"Can the power obtained with alchemical potions really be called power? it can neither help you kill the enemy, nor help you save yourself, this ridiculous thing, you are so dependent. β
The pain of suffocation made Sinjid almost faint, and he probably didn't hear Yang's sarcasm, and he couldn't even resist at all.
"I saved you," Yang suddenly turned his gaze to Ramrem, who was sneaking towards the door, "won't you thank me?"
Ramrem's body shuddered and he turned his head very nervously. When facing Sinjid, she can deal with it with ease, but when she faces Yang, the fear that is etched in the deepest memory of Holmonx grabs her, so that she doesn't even have the courage to face Yang.
"Many magicians agree that the origin of magic is alchemy, so as the highest achievement of alchemy, Holmonx, is also regarded by countless magicians as a holy relic that contains the origin of magic. β
Young tossed Sinjid aside, and at the same time threw four swords and pinned his hands and feet.
"You really don't understand Holmonks, ignorant alchemists, you don't know why they are so afraid of magic. β
Half-unconscious, Singid tugged at the corners of his mouth weakly, unable to make a sound to refute.
"We call the historic hunt for Holmonx......" Jan stared at Ramrem and pursed the corners of his lips.
"Witch hunts. β
Ramrem's body trembled even more.
"At that time, the magicians didn't have a very deep understanding of Holmonks, they didn't even know that Holmonx had formed a race, a nation, and lived like normal humans. At that time, the magicians completely abused their magic to detect Holmonks, and if they found traces of Holmens in a village, they would do whatever it took to obtain information about Holmonx, coercion, and even ...... Massacre entire villages. β
The sea of fire appeared in Ramrem's eyes, it was not a scene she had experienced, but it was passed down to her along with the memories of her ancestors.
Later, the magicians came up with a better idea. They used their secular status to declare those with Hallmonx traits to be witches, leading to a continent-wide witch hunt. Holmens who are caught will be bought by them at a high price, and then brutally researched. β
Yang stared at Ramrem, and although Ramrem had been dodging Young's gaze, he still saw the tears contained in those eyes.
And hatred.