【Warning! Damage to the critical organs of the host! 】

【Warning! Warn! Missing critical organs of the host! 】

【Warning! Heavy bleeding in the host! Lives are at stake! 】

[Congratulations! The host's right hand gets an alchemy amplification, and the quality jumps: [Rare Transcendent]! 】

At this time, Fang Xingyang couldn't care about these prompts, he only felt that his eyes were dizzy, and his body seemed to have been hollowed out by something.

In fact, he did have something taken away.

"Aha! Damn the little thing! You've been tossing for so long, how come I succeeded in the end? ”

The Alchemy Witch laughed maniacally and took her claws off the amplification circle.

At this time, her alchemized claws emitted a dazzling golden light.

The sharp fingertips are like sharp blades flashing with a deadly cold light, such sharpness, I am afraid that it can really be sharpened like clay.

Fang Xingyang looked forward in severe pain.

His strengthened hand had been cut through several deep wounds from the alchemist's claws, and in addition to that, there was a retro-shaped spear-shaped weapon in his hand.

It seems to be good, my last blind box was not smoked in vain, at least I grabbed something that can be used......

"Don't move."

In the next second, the crimson muzzle of the gun was pressed against the alchemy witch's head.

The Alchemy Witch (((; ꒪ꈊ꒪; )))

"Give me back my loins."

Fang Xingyang's voice was terrifyingly low, like a cold-blooded killer emerging from the shadows.

In fact, he was just too hurt to speak out loud.

The alchemy witch obediently stretched out her claws, and inside was a kidney that had been pinched and deformed.

Trembling, he took his kidney, gritted his teeth and stuffed it in.

"So far...... We don't have anything to earn anymore......"

The alchemy witch said cautiously.

"You take the gun away, I have an alchemy potion to help you heal your wounds, you let me go, go back and tell your boss that the task is complete, and we will never have any intersection again."

Fang Xingyang was silent.

He could sense that his current situation was not optimistic.

From the moment he flew towards the alchemy furnace just now, he felt that his plasticized leg had begun to lose his strength, and now he had been pulled out of his waist......

But he can't show weakness, once the alchemy witch discovers his true situation now, the alchemy witch will definitely not let go of this opportunity to fight back.

【Ding——Rating Update】

【Current Rating——SS+】

[Rating Reward: In the current rating state, the rewards received are ×5, and the ghost harvest is +40% after the mission ends, special attribute titles*1, special equipment*1]

has already been rewarded five times, Fang Xingyang feels that he can stop it.

He gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

"Click-"

There was a brief silence in the basement.

A second pull.

"Click-"

"Click-"

……

He looked at the gun he had just strengthened with horror.

【Alchemy Amplification: Legend of Red Gold】

[Quality: Rare and extraordinary]

[Level: 50]

[Type: Exclusive equipment, can grow]

[Introduction: Originally a flint-hair-pistol from the hands of an artist in the dark world, it was strengthened by a commissioned apprentice who studied for two and a half months, and became a weapon that was infused with the apprentice's blood. 】

[Current Proficiency: 0]

[Instructions for use: As a [Rare and Extraordinary] level equipment, this weapon can ignore most of the rules, you can use the [Compression Circle] in the gun, to load any ammunition into the gun, in addition, the weapon will have no loss, no ammunition limit.] 】

……

"Hahahaha...... You ridiculous little man! How can you shoot without even bullets? Will you use it? If you don't know how to use it...... I'll teach you! ”

The alchemy's maniacal laughter erupted from the basement.

"Bang!"

In the next second, a bloodstained, golden fist slammed into her old face.

Its strength was so great that it directly blasted her out with a punch.

If this punch goes down, if the other party is really an old man who looks so weak, I'm afraid he can lie on the board.

And this old witch is obviously not an ordinary person.

Aside from two gurgling nosebleeds, a few cracked black teeth, and a swollen sandbag, it didn't look like much of a deal.

Before she could get up, Fang Xingyang jumped over and punched again.

The same alchemy witch, the same face and position, more power.

"Whew~"

After the fight, Fang Xingyang felt that he could still move a few more times.

Catch up, third punch.

"Whew!"

To be on the safe side, it's safer to take another punch.

"Ahh ~”

……

More than ten seconds later, Fang Xingyang fell to the ground exhausted, leaning on an alchemy machine behind him, gasping for breath.

Opposite him, the alchemy witch had turned into an alchemy swollen witch, and the old face that had been ravaged by time and physics was about to lose the original place of her facial features.

Fang Xingyang breathed a sigh of relief and took out a small glass bottle from his clothes.

Inside the glass bottle, there are some transparent liquids that look relatively viscous.

Extraordinary-grade recovery potion!

Looking at his current situation, one bottle may not be enough.

So he opened two bottles.

One bottle was poured all over his waist, another half on his tempered leg, and the other half on his arm, which had been wounded by an arrow.

In the end, in order not to waste, he also licked two empty bottles.

I don't know how effective it is when taken internally, but it doesn't taste very good anyway.

Salty and a little fishy.

I don't know how the dark elf collected so much bodily fluids in a short period of time......

He was half-lying on the ground, feeling the warmth spread through his wound.

Whether it's the plasticized leg, or his waist that was dragged out by force.

Under the effect of this super-effective recovery potion, all of them are recovering at an incredible speed.

This may be a super drug that can really revive the dead.

I just don't know how the elf is doing now...... Have you found your family?

……

Fang Xingyang only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

Could it be that the side effect of this super-healing potion is to become as sleepy as the dark elf?

In a daze, Fang Xingyang felt that someone was groping on him.

It was a hard-to-touch hand groping around his waist as if looking for something.

His confused mind cleared up slightly.

When he opened his eyes slightly, he saw a swollen fuchsia monster lying on top of him.

The swollen face had already squeezed her facial features to the side, and the reason why she was groping here was probably because her eyes couldn't see anything.

This alchemy witch can still move after eating so many punches from him!

You can even do this kind of thing on your stomach!

Fang Xingyang's brain suddenly sobered up, not only was it sober, it was simply overloaded!

The next second, he felt like something was missing from his waist.

When the Alchemy Witch succeeded, she jumped backwards, holding his Wraith Lamp in her hand.

Fang Xingyang subconsciously groped around him, and soon caught a thick object.

It's the injection arrow!

The super-effective recovery potion had already begun to work, and the pain in his wound was suppressed to the greatest extent.

Except for a little drowsiness, other things are not affected for the time being.

At least, it's better than the alchemy witch whose head is swollen bigger than her body.

And the alchemy witch was carrying his soul lamp at this time, which seemed to resonate with the power within the soul lamp.

The soul fire in the ghost lamp rekindled under her resonance.

Until there was a low cry in front of her, Fang Xingyang, who seemed to be dead a few minutes ago, now rushed towards her with a devastating momentum.