The Last Alchemist

"Ah~~~I lost! I give up!"

Mobius finally understood the situation. He slapped the ground hard with one hand and shouted miserably.

Veronica let go.

Just when Mobius was relieved, she stepped out with lightning speed, stepped on Mobius's shoulder, and then used force.

"Kacha~Kacha~"

There was another ear-piercing sound of bone cracking, and Mobius's shoulder was directly crushed. Blood flowed from under the shoulder and soaked the plush carpet on the ground.

"Ah~~~~I'm convinced~Veronica~I'm convinced~Please stop torturing me!" Mobius almost started crying.

Veronica sneered and pretended to continue stepping on it, which scared Mobius so much that he immediately curled up into a ball.

Veronica stretched out her foot and took out the black cloak from Mobius.

A completely naked man was revealed. If compared with a human face, he would probably be in his mid-thirties. He had a bald head, a lean and exposed body, pale skin, his thighs and shoulders had been trampled into flesh, and there were many transparent parts on his body. bullet holes, but the muscles and skin around these wounds are constantly squirming and recovering.

The man huddled up in a ball, his body trembling, and he did not dare to make any eye contact with Veronica.

He was really scared.

Veronica looked at him coldly and asked, "Rosen, what should we do with him? Kill him?"

Rosen thought for a while and said, "Take him to the underground training room for interrogation first. He just said that I knew a secret that I shouldn't know. To be honest, I still haven't figured it out yet."

"good."

Veronica reached out and lifted Mobius up and walked towards the basement.

"I'm going to get some silver thorns." Rosen quickly ran towards the alchemy room on the second floor. After getting the silver thorns, he quickly ran back to the underground training room.

In the basement, Mobius was still lying on the ground like a dead dog, his previous arrogance disappearing without a trace.

But Rosen knew very well that although this guy was weak, he still had the power to kill him easily. Therefore, he stood far away and threw four 20 cm long silver thorns to Veronica: "This thing should Make him more honest."

Veronica took the silver thorn and nailed one on each of Mobius's hands and feet. The pure silver burned Mobius's skin, making a 'sizzling' sound.

"Ah~~ Why are you still torturing me like this? I have already given up!" Mobius shouted miserably, his body twisting around in pain, but he was still unable to break free from the shackles of the silver thorn.

On the other side, Anne had already replaced the musket with new bullets. She pointed the ground-killing musket at Mobius's head and said coldly: "Tell me, who are you? Why do you want to do it?"

"I am the undead, the ore merchant Mobius!"

"Still pretending to be confused!" Veronica pretended to raise her foot again.

Mobius was anxious: "Really, everything I said is true, I am an ore merchant!"

"What's your relationship with Blood Rose?" Annie asked again.

Mobius was stunned for a moment: "Fresh Rose?"

He turned to look at Rosen and asked in surprise: "Do you know about Blood Rose? Have people from Blood Rose already caused trouble for you?"

"Of course." Rosen nodded and said: The assassin sent by Blood Rose will end up ten times more miserable than you. "

Mobius's body shook, and his expression became very complicated. After a few seconds, he asked: "I heard that the vampire Viken has disappeared. Did you kill Viken?"

Rosen was stunned: "Don't you know?"

As a result, as soon as he answered, Mobius went crazy and hit his head on the ground repeatedly: "Misunderstanding~ Misunderstanding~ If I knew that you were killing Viken, not only would I not cause trouble to you, but I would also give you 1,000 golden dragons. coins as a thank you!”

"How do you say that?" Rosen was surprised.

Mobius said: "I have a grudge against Viken, a big grudge! 50 years ago, Viken and I were still friends. At that time, I fell in love with a girl. I loved her very much and wanted to live with her. A normal life. In the end, Viken killed the girl in front of me and sucked all her blood! From then on, we broke up completely."

Hearing this, Rosen looked at Veronica: "Is this the case?"

Veronica shook her head slowly: "Fifty years ago, Mobius was indeed depressed for a while, but I don't know exactly why."

"Oh~" Rosen thought thoughtfully.

He looked at Mobius, and what he saw was an earnest look. Mobius begged: "Really, I won't lie to you. As long as you let me go, I will give you 5,000 gold dragon coins immediately. 5,000 too Less? Ten thousand? Twenty thousand?”

Rosen shook his head and said with a smile: "It sounds like that, but you have been avoiding a question."

"What's the problem?" Mobius smiled awkwardly.

Rosen sneered: "I want to ask now, what is the secret that I shouldn't know?"

Mobius's expression froze suddenly. He looked around between Rosen, Veronica, and Annie, and all he saw were ferocious faces. In the end, he sighed: "If I If you don’t tell me, are you going to torture me?”

"Without a doubt." Veronica moved her feet.

Anne raised her earth-extinguishing gun and pointed it at Mobius' head: "I will drive silver particles into your head."

Rosen chuckled: "I am an alchemist and I like to use alchemist methods. For example, throwing you into a furnace and roasting you slowly is a good idea."

Mobius's face was originally white, but after hearing this, it became even whiter and almost transparent, with cold sweat all over his forehead. He smiled bitterly and said: "Forget it, for the sake of killing Viken, I will tell the secret Tell you. In fact, even if I don’t tell you, with your wisdom, you will figure it out yourself.”

Rosen pricked up his ears and listened.

After a moment of silence, Mobius whispered: "The secret lies in the blood seal magic."

He turned to look at Rosen: "Folklore says that vampires use blood seal magic to create blood slaves. This is true, but it is just an appearance. The real situation is that blood seal magic is a method for the undead to reproduce the same kind."

"." Rosen was a little confused.

"How is that possible?" Annie couldn't accept this answer.

Mobius smiled bitterly: "It's already this time, do you think I still dare to lie?"

"Keep talking." Rosen gestured.

"Ordinary people, after being hit by blood seal magic, will undergo very secret changes in their bodies. At this time, if the undead feed back their blood to the magician, then this ordinary person can grow into a new undead. If not If they feed back, the person will gradually lose his mind and eventually become a blood slave driven by instinct. Under normal circumstances, the undead will not easily create new tribesmen, so the people who are sucked by blood will either be killed or become miserable blood slaves. slave."

Mobius's eyes fell on the scar on Rosen's neck: "Obviously, you were sucked by Viken, but with Viken's character, he should have killed you."

Rosen nodded: "That's what he did, but he didn't succeed."

"Oh~ I knew that one day, he would capsize in the gutter, but I didn't expect that I had to wait for 50 years for this day." Mobius chuckled.

Rosen discovered the flaw in his words. He frowned and asked, "But Viken has been killed by me. Without the blood of the undead to feed back, I shouldn't be able to become an undead, right?"

"No, no, no." Mobius shook his head: "In fact, you are now an undead, and the real secret is not in the blood of the undead, but in the mithril!"

"Mithril?" the three asked in unison.

Mobius nodded: "Yes, it is mithril. After ordinary people are affected by the blood seal magic, they must supplement the basic dose of mithril within a month to activate the power of the undead. This is also the meaning of the undead's blood feedback. Because the blood fed back by the undead has a very high content of mithril.”

"What if you don't get mithril?"

"Then you will be tortured by endless desires, lose your mind, and fall into madness!"

"." Rosen was speechless again.

He wanted to refute, but in the previous battle, his reaction speed was inexplicably fast, which was far beyond the limit of ordinary people. It seems that only the undead can explain this.

Rosen couldn't accept it: 'Could it be that I will become a vampire? Not a monster? ’

"Wait~ That's not right." Veronica suddenly said.

"What's wrong? He is an undead, and an extremely rare undead with magical talent. I will never admit my mistake!" Mobius said loudly.

Veronica did not refute. She reached out and pulled out a silver thorn from Mobius's leg and threw it to Rosen: "You can touch it with your hands."

Rosen took the silver thorn and touched it around. He felt that the silver thorn was a little cold.

But Mobius seemed to have seen a ghost: "How is it possible? How is this possible? How come you are not afraid of silver?"

Annie saw it, thought about it, suddenly took out a dagger, cut a small opening on her wrist, and then walked to Rosen: "Try it, do you feel it?"

Rosen smelled it and smelled a slight smell of blood. He tasted it with his tongue and found it was a bit salty. It was the smell of normal blood. As before, he didn't like it very much, but he wasn't particularly disgusted either. He felt that it was a bit salty. No special emotions arose.

"I don't feel it. It tastes a little saltier than my own blood, but maybe my tongue has become sensitive."

As soon as Anne saw the way Rosen spoke, she knew that he was not lying.

Mobius went crazy: "No, this is wrong. Shouldn't you bite her wrist and start sucking blood?"

Annie walked over, kicked Mobius's wounds hard, and scolded: "Let me ask you, why did you kill Rosen?"

Mobius said nothing.

Annie wants to kick her again.

Rosen called her to stop. Seeing Annie's confusion, he said, "I probably know why he did this."

"Why?"

"You want to steal my mithril, right, Mr. Mobius, the ore merchant?" Rosen asked with a smile.

In this world, mithril is very rare and is priceless to the undead, enough to make Mobius greedy. Thinking about it, Mobius also had this consideration in mind when he chose to be an ore merchant.

Mobius was silent. After a while, he sighed: "50 years ago, I turned against my own race because of that human girl. 40 years ago, I accidentally discovered the secret of mithril. In order to avenge Viken, I I chose to become an ore merchant and collect mithril everywhere to increase my strength. Unfortunately, mithril is very rare. I have collected it for 40 years and found less than 300 milliliters of mithril. Forget it, let’s not mention the past now. "What are you going to do with me?"

Rosen picked up the big spiral sprayer and pointed it at Mobius' head: "Originally, we were very likely to become partners, but now, your greed has harmed you."

When Mobius saw Rosen was about to take action, he immediately said, "Don't worry~ I know a very important piece of news, which concerns the fate of hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Nirogard City. If you spare me, I will tell you this news!"