Alchemists, a profession so old that most people have forgotten, are said to have a knack for turning decay into magic. They are proficient in the properties of various materials and can transform them into each other or form new properties, they can synthesize various magical materials, and they can refine various potions to transform and enhance people's physique.

It can be said that today's self-contained sorcerers, spirit rune painters and pharmacists are all born out of alchemy, and they can only be regarded as the skin of alchemy.

In the heyday of alchemists, one of the most mainstream branches of alchemy is the puppet maker, through alchemy to synthesize various magical materials, assemble into various shapes, and engrave a puppet formation inside, through a variety of energy stones to urge, you can create a variety of functional puppets, the battle puppet is undoubtedly the most welcome, and the attack power of the best battle puppet is no less than that of the top masters. Therefore, in times of war, alchemists are more popular than pure magicians.

It's just that for some reason, the alchemist declined overnight, the alchemy was lost, and there was no longer the existence of the alchemist profession in the Eastern Wilderness Continent.

Nika silently put down the letterhead in her hand, not as out of control as Nightfinder imagined, but her small hand holding the letterhead trembled softly to show that her heart was not at peace.

"Little Nika, don't worry, your father will be fine. Ye Xunhuan didn't let go of Nika's appearance at this time, but became more and more worried, she was a little girl who was moody, and suddenly became so self-controlled, this abnormality just represents the torment she endured in her heart, and if she endured it, she would be even more sad and sad.

"Well, he's going to be fine. Nika nodded in response with her eyes closed, her pale face, calm expression and trembling lips formed a contradictory contrast, which was distressing.

Ye Xunhuan took Nika into his arms, stroked her hair and said, "Be good, don't hold back, I'm by your side, don't be afraid." ”

"I'm not afraid, I'm not sad, I'm not nervous, I," Nika said dreamily, suddenly sobbing, then her shoulders shrugged more and more violently, and finally she burst into tears.

Hearing Nika's cry, Ye Xunhuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, just crying, I'm afraid I won't be able to cry.

There are two paragraphs in the old undisciplined letterhead, one for the night and one for Nika, which is obvious. Trapping them here and not being able to get out was something he had planned in advance to protect them.

Lao Wujie said on his letterhead that his identity was the eldest son of the Peacock Family of the Dajin Empire, but in fact he was the descendant of the alchemist puppet branch, and the magic core of this hall was passed down by the ancient ancestors, and he couldn't turn on the drive with his slight strength.

And in order to protect these demon core puppets, he willingly endured the name of waste and became a free city lord in this remote town.

It's just that he is ominous about the crisis, and only hopes that he will take care of Nika in the future, and if he can't marry her, he will escort her to the Peacock family in the capital of the Dajin Empire.

The Peacock Family, the first family of the Dajin Empire, and the god of war of the Dajin Empire, Ebul, is the contemporary head of the Peacock family. Abel is a well-known art of war, known as the world's first hardware killing array, out of his own hands.

It is said that Abel has more than a dozen grandchildren, and the old girl is only twelve years old.

Now doesn't seem to be the time to think about this, Ye Xunhuan shook his head, and the cry of Nika in his arms gradually subsided.

"Hum" At this moment, the Sky Slaying Evil Blade in Ye Xunhuan's eyebrows suddenly vibrate, and he protected Nika behind him, turning his head to look at the puppet with a ghostly spell.

"What's the matter, Brother Xunhuan?" Nika asked softly.

Ye Xunhuan shook his head and said nothing, not daring to let his guard down.

At this moment, a slight sound came into the ears of Ye Xunhuan, and he looked for prestige, and his eyes were fixed on a fierce and vicious demon core puppet in the center of the hall, with the god of death as a model.

"Cataloka" was two more sounds, and the Death God Demon Core Puppet obviously moved twice, and its eyes suddenly burst into a brilliant light, forming a strange pattern.

"Ah, Brother Xunhuan, how did it come back to life?" Nika was surprised.

"I don't know, but I'm afraid it's not very friendly. Ye Xunhuan shrugged, feeling the eyes of the Grim Reaper Demon Core Puppet inlaid with magic crystals staring at them strangely, what the hell, don't the Demon Core Puppet need someone to drive it?

At this moment, the Death God Demon Core Puppet took a slow step forward, but in the next second, it turned into a phantom and rushed towards Ye Xunhuan and Nika like lightning, and the blood-red Death Scythe in his hand brought a huge blood ray towards the heads of Ye Xunhuan and the two.

Nika, who screamed at Nightfinder, ran towards it, but the Death Demon Core Puppet chased after it without stopping, and a few more blood rays slashed through, sealing all the retreats of the two.

"Holy Light Shield. Ye Xunhuan let out a low sigh, and a white and shining light shield appeared out of thin air, blocking the blood that was scribbling and then dissipating again.

"Nika, go out there. After Ye Xunhuan hurriedly spoke, he pushed Nika under a demon core puppet with soft strength, and led the Death Core puppet around the hall.

According to Ye Xunhuan's estimate, the strength of this Death God Demon Core Puppet is equal to his own, so he will not be stupid enough to go head-to-head with it, as long as its energy is exhausted, it will naturally become a pile of scrap metal.

At this moment, Nika suddenly called out in horror.

Ye Xunhuan looked back and found that Nika was being picked up by another core puppet by the neck, and she had passed out after screaming.

With a "buzz", the Grim Reaper Demon Core Puppet attacked again.

Ye Xunhuan's eyebrows were hot, and a burst of deep black light burst out, a black hair flew without wind, two blue lines on his forehead lit up, and a pair of blue wings behind him were covered with a layer of holy aura, which looked very weird.

"Pai Yun Palm!"

"One Yang Finger!"

Ye Xunhuan's first move, Pai Yun Palm, blocked the attack of the Death Demon Core Puppet behind him, and the second move, Yiyang Finger, directly attacked the Demon Core Puppet that grabbed Nika, and then shot out like lightning, catching the fallen Nika and retreating.

Little Shadow. Ye Xunhuan's mind moved, and the small shadow instantly turned into a golden light and pierced into the stomach of the Death Demon Core Puppet, and after a while, the body of the Death Demon Core Puppet that was flying in the air suddenly stagnated, and fell straight down, the brilliance of the energy stone in his eyes dimmed, and another Demon Core Puppet that was not of a high level was completely smashed into pieces by Ye Xunhuan's chaotic fist.

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