After the train crosses the Bahar Mountains, there is an endless open area, where there are highland specialties, evergreen grass that does not wither all year round, snow white mixed with pale green, and the sun is much softer.

The train drove on the plateau, and from time to time there were rangers in white coats passing by, and after one glance, they quickly left.

Yanan had been driving on the plateau for five days, but every time he asked Alfred when he would arrive, he had only one sentence.

"It's still early."

Then I sat in the observation tower and read a book.

"Ugh." Yanan sighed, and then drew into a formation.

Look at the recipe in the manual.

Yanan placed a piece of ice on one end of the scale, and a gram of weight on the other end.

Exactly one gram.

Place the ice cube into the water phase of the array.

Then weigh out a milligram of that stone powder and put it into the ground phase.

Yanan's muttering drew Alfred's attention away from the book.

"Is that alchemy manual so godly? You're already able to refine the Polar Ice Stone? ”

"I've just just returned to the primary refining formation formation now, and there are a lot of refining recipes written in the back of the book, so I found a relatively simple one to try."

Yanan began to write the last refining formula.

Alfred had a bad premonition.

He carefully looked at the refining array that Yanan had finished.

"Crooked, wait. Do you not consider the loss of water phase? ”

Seeing that Yanan didn't seem to hear it, Alfred was a little anxious. "Stop, what about your other formulas for water phase?"

Yanan put the manual in his pocket and put the star stone taken from the bullet into the place of remembrance.

Put your hands together.

"Refined!"

Peng!

It was five minutes before Alfred climbed out of the observation tower.

The door was kicked open, and several guards from the front compartment rushed in, and the carriage was covered with frost and flying ice, as well as Yanan, who was lying unconscious on the ground.

"Attacked by a snow demon?"

"No, it's just a failure."

Alfred waved his hand and helped Yanan, who was lying on the ground, to the chair.

"It's okay, you guys go about your business."

The guard looked at the broken measuring cups and instruments on the floor and exited the room.

Yanan slowly woke up under Alfred's wiping, and Alfred put an ice towel over Yanan's face like wiping a table.

"Whew, did you succeed?" A muffled voice came from Yanan's mouth.

"If it's a bomb, it's a big success."

Alfred wrung out the towel in ice water and began to wipe Yanan's arm.

"Do you don't use formulas?"

"Yes, I used the smash formula in the wind direction." Anan argued.

"Do you know how these formulas are structured?"

"I don't know, I read the comments at the back, so I just used it."

"Ugh." Alfred poured the ice water out of the window and replaced it with a basin of hot water.

"That girl must have told you that alchemy is magical." Alfred continued.

"She said that no matter how powerful the alchemy battle is, it is just a human being following the gods."

Yanan put it another way.

Alfred paused and lowered Yanan's calf from his hand.

Turning around and walking over to the bookshelf, he picked out a book from inside.

Inscription Dictionary.

"This is the analysis of the alchemical inscriptions that mankind has determined so far, and all the alchemical formulas are made up of these words, and you can use this book to study with the booklet."

"Oh, okay."

Yanan took the dictionary and looked at Alfred, who suddenly became serious, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Alchemy can also be seen as archaeology to some extent."

Well. Yanan closed the page of the book he had just opened.

The current alchemy formula of human beings is based on the original basic "alchemy formula", and the inscriptions found in the ruins are experimented word by word, so it is not unreasonable for the girl to say that human alchemy is following the trend of the gods. ”

"It's just that these words..."

"Wait, there's something flying over, it's fast.

Yanan picked up the standard knife at the head of the bed, pressed it against the window, and slowly wrapped the strap of the handle around his wrist.

Here it comes!

Yanan's sword flashed through the white shadow galloping in front of the window, slashing the white monster in two and slashing into the steel plate of the window groove.

"It doesn't look as strong as I thought." Anan retracted the knife into its sheath.

"This is a snow demon, not an extraordinary monster, just an ordinary transcendent creature."

Alfred picked up something that looked like a bat on the ground, and milky white liquid was still dripping from the corpse.

"Low-level snow demons can only pose a little danger to ordinary people, but snow demons in large-scale communities... No way. ”

"What's wrong?"

"I heard a big flock coming up."

Woo~~~

Alfred decisively sounded the alarm.

Heavy armor fell one by one, blocking all the windows in the car one by one.

The lazy voice of the captain was heard from inside the pipe.

"The snow demon is coming soon, all the guards are on standby, and the snow demon will leave on its own in a while."

Large-scale snow demons don't sound that scary.

Yanan counted the equipment one by one, put it in the vest, and put on a guard trench coat.

I'll go to the other carriages and call me out if there's any situation.

Alfred sat inside the observation tower and did not speak.

Since killing the water elves alone, Yanan has been promoted to patrolman.

As soon as the carriage door was pushed open, the avalanche flooded the entire train.

That's a lot more noisy than a flock of birds.

The snow demon was stopped by the iron net between the carriages, and could only hiss at Yanan.

Car No. 6.

Car 6 is safe.

Car No. 7.

Car 7 is fine.

Car 10.

Car 10 is safe.

Cargo box 12.

Number Twelve?

Nineteenth sat in the corner.

"Oh, okay." Yanan looked around, nothing unusual, pushed open the door and prepared to enter the next carriage.

A force jerked Yanan back from the door of the carriage, and after rolling around in the carriage a few times, Yanan hit the other side door of the carriage, got up and drew his knife and glared at No. 19.

"What are you doing?" Yanan was a little angry.

Nineteen didn't speak.

Wind and snow poured in through the open side door.

The iron nets from the twelfth to the thirteenth were already hanging weakly between the carriages.

Then Alfred's voice came from inside the pipe. "Be careful, there's a big guy following you to car twelve."

Yanan put away the knife and shouted into the mouth.

"Got it, I'm fine."

Then he stepped forward to thank Guard Nineteen, who was still sitting in the corner.

A chill spread from the top of Yanan's head to the soles of his feet, and his intuition made Yanan directly raise the long knife.

White Claw tore open the weakest vent in the cargo compartment and ripped Yanan out of the roof.

Cut. Twelfth finally moved.

Intuition saved Yanan's life, and the raised long knife jammed the giant claw and did not pierce Yanan's body, but the person was also taken out of the carriage and rolled down in the snow.

The train quickly drove out of Yanan's sight, taking all the snow demons with him at the same time.

There were still a few snow demons who spotted Yanan and flew back.

Taking advantage of the snow demon's light enemy, Yanan was facing the flying white shadow, turned around, dodged, and raised his knife. The first head was cut off.

The snow demons who had learned from the past circled around Yanan like snowflakes.

It's not the same as saying yes.

The three snow demons that flew back were all the size of adults, and they were quite intelligent, and each time it was a short echelon attack.

If Yanan jumps up to attack, or dodges and then counterattacks, he will open the door wide and be attacked by another snow demon.

After several battles, Yanan was already very difficult.

I touched the pouch on my chest, and it was empty.

When I was thrown out of the car, I didn't know where it fell.

What to do, think of a way.

Babble~

A snow demon in the sky hissed and swooped down. Yanan raised his long knife to block, and there was a sound of breaking wind behind him.

With the power of the snow demon's claws, Yanan rolled backwards, dodging the attack from behind, but he was still scratched on the shoulder, and blood was gurgling.

After a few rounds of confrontation, Yanan could only passively use his strength to dodge, adding a few more wounds to his body.

If there is no way, it will be consumed alive if it continues like this.

Yanan subconsciously touched the gun pouch on his chest again, and only touched a manual.

That's right, Frozen Stone.

It's too late to draw the refining array now, and it is impossible for the snow demon to give Yanan time to slowly draw the refining array.

Sorry.

Yanan tore off the foundation of the second page of the manual and held it in the palm of his hand.

Then twist out some earth phase star stone powder from the vest and smear it in the upper right corner of the paper.

It's still short of the aqua star stone bullet.

The snow demon seemed to notice that something was wrong with Yanan and was ready to swoop down again.

couldn't care so much, Yanan pinned the knife to his belt and ran away. Both hands desperately tried to pull out the starstone warhead from the bullet.

The snow demon roared closer.

Now is the time!

At the last moment, Yanan pulled out the warhead, turned around and fell to the ground, and slapped the palm of his hand into a array.

Forged!