The Last Alchemist

At midnight.

In the snow-covered streets, the oil lamps hung at the doorways of the buildings on the streets emitted flickering dim yellow light. From time to time, the roars of monsters and the screams of civilians could be heard in the distance.

Rosen covered his heart with one hand and knelt weakly on the ground. Blood gurgled out from between his fingers, flowed into his sleeves along his wrists, soaked out of his clothes, and dripped on the white snow.

Five or six meters in front of him was a small man less than 70 centimeters tall.

This villain's eyes were bloodshot and protruding, his face was ferocious, and his skin all over his body showed a swollen purple color, as if he were a baby who had died of suffocation.

It held a small dagger less than 10 centimeters long in its hand. It didn't move, and just stood looking at Rosen from a distance.

Rosen gritted his teeth, resisting the terrifying pain in his heart. The other party's carelessness gave him a chance to breathe. After a few seconds, he grunted, grabbed the dagger in his heart, and used all his strength to pull out the dagger. The dagger was drawn away from his heart bit by bit.

The Ghost Infant's attack had pierced his heart. If he hadn't had the physique of the undead, he would have been dead by now. But even if his body was strong, his actions at this moment still caused him severe pain.

All the muscles in his body were shaking uncontrollably, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.

"Jijijiji~ You are so tenacious. You can still stay awake even after being stabbed in the heart. You must be a mutant, right?"

Rosen was speechless, he was tormented by tremendous pain.

"Stop struggling, stalker, my dagger is stained with terrible poison. Even if you pull out the dagger, you will only live for a few more minutes!" The ghost baby laughed again.

"Poisonous?"

Rosen finally pulled out the dagger. Because the wound was no longer hindered by the dagger, the blood pouring out of the wound was almost like a spurt. Even if Rosen is a real undead, if his body suffers such horrific injuries, he will definitely lose his combat effectiveness, and it will take a long time to recover, not to mention the mutant stalkers whose physical strength is far less than that of the undead.

Perhaps this ghost baby thought he had a chance to win. He stood leisurely in the snow: "Watching the prey dying in front of you is a very wonderful experience. Do you think so, stalker?"

"Hmph~" The answer was Rosen's suppressed groan of pain.

As everyone knows, Rosen not only has the physique of the undead, he is also an alchemist, and his alchemical magic can help him control his body almost perfectly.

With a slight movement of thought, the alchemical magic power was located at the wound, stopping the bleeding, driving away the poison, and forcibly fitting the heart wound together.

The strong recovery power of the undead body came into play. After the heart wound was patched, it immediately began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. During this process, the alchemical magic power also continued to push the blood and continuously send fresh blood to the brain. , maintain the supply of oxygen and energy to the brain, and maintain the stability of consciousness.

About 5 seconds later, the wound on Rosen's heart was almost healed. The bleeding stopped, the wound in his heart was basically healed, and the toxins were driven out of his body. But on the surface, Rosen was still holding his hands tightly. He half-knelt weakly on the snow, holding his wound, as if he might die at any time.

"Jijiji~ Stalker, I can't stand it anymore. Do you need me to end your pain?" Ghost Baby asked with a smile.

"Who the monster? Who instigated you to do this?!" Rosen asked out of breath.

"Jiji~ I won't tell you." Ghost Baby tossed the dagger in his hand up and down.

"Tell me, let me die. Cough~cough~die!" Rosen was coughing heart-breakingly. His face turned red and his body curled up, as if he was poisoned.

"Okay~ okay~ Stalker, I'll make it clear to you. Do you know Amran?"

"Bishop Amran of the Fire Cult?"

"Yes~ That's him! Tsk tsk~ That's a ruthless guy, not only ruthless, but also very generous. He promised huge benefits and let us destroy this city."

Rosen knelt on the ground, his body curled up, his head pressed against the dirty street, looking extremely embarrassed: "You... who are you?"

"We. Jijiji~ We are from the Dark City. You are so young. You must have never heard of the Dark City. Jijiji~ What a pity." The ghost baby threw the dagger again and looked at the whole body, almost lying on the ground. The opponent turned and left: "Goodbye, stalker, you have killed three werewolves, which is enough."

The moment he turned around, Rosen suddenly took action.

Rune Frost Magic: Ice Ring!

A column of rune light and shadow appeared in the air, and after a moment, Rosen's body emitted a cold white light.

"Huh~~~"

With Rosen's body as the center, a stream of extremely cold frost air mixed with icy white light radiated out in all directions at an indescribably fast speed.

In an instant, everything within 10 meters around Rosen's body was frozen. The half-melted soft white snow was frozen as hard as iron, and the ice cracked with a crackling sound, and a large amount of icy mist appeared in the air. , the wall beside the street was covered with a thick layer of white frost, and the ghost baby inside was almost frozen into an ice sculpture.

It stood frozen on the snow, turning around bit by bit, as slowly as a hundred times slower: "You Jijiji~~ You...who are you Jiji? How...how?" possible!"

This time, it was not smiling, but shivering. I don’t know if it was cold or scared.

Rosen got up from the ground, held up the hand cannon, and pointed it at the ghost baby's body: "After you die, ask the Earth God in Hell about this question."

The ghost baby was even more frightened: "You know the earth god!"

Rosen smiled mockingly and pulled the trigger.

"Bang~~"

The powerful bullet roared out of the chamber, opening a large hole with a diameter of more than 15 centimeters in the back of the ghost baby and transparent from front to back.

It has to be said that the ghost baby's body is still very strong. If an ordinary person is hit by this shot, his body will be broken into two pieces. Even a werewolf cannot withstand it, but this ghost baby can still keep his body intact. It's quite difficult.

Of course, a powerful body only makes its death a little more dignified.

The ghost baby's body was hit by the huge impact of the bullet and flew out. When he landed on the ground, he had not completely breathed out. His chest was still rising and falling weakly, and his eyes could still move. This showed that the ghost baby was still conscious in his mind.

"The vitality is so powerful. If there is another life, remember, never leave any chance to your opponent."

Rosen raised the hand cannon, pointed it at the ghost baby's head, and pulled the trigger again.

"Bang~~"

The ghost baby's head exploded.

At the same time, Rosen's thoughts were slightly shaken. He checked the alchemy talent tree and found that his free talent points had become 2.1 points. The ghost baby contributed a full point, and the three werewolves contributed another 1.1 points.

‘The harvest was good. ’

Taking back the hand cannon and replacing it with a new magazine, Rosen breathed a sigh of relief, feeling full of luck. Just now, he had completely escaped death. If only this ghost baby had been smarter, he wouldn't have had any chance of making a comeback.

"The world is big and there are many strong people. I must not be careless."

"Since there are assassin-type monsters like Ghost Infant that specialize in killing powerful people in the city, it is enough to prove that Bishop Amlan has a careful plan. Anne and the others are in a very dangerous situation, and I have to rush back immediately!"

Rosen didn't stop for a moment and ran towards the Prancing Pony Mansion again.

A few minutes later, Rosen saw the main entrance of the Prancing Horse Mansion from a distance. The oil lamps at the gate were all on, but strangely, the mansion was quiet and there was no movement.

Rosen's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Did Annie and the others be attacked by a sneak attack?" ’

There was silence in the mansion, and the worst-case scenario was that everyone was killed by monsters!

"Don't be true! Don't be true!"

Rosen quickened his pace and ran towards the gate.

The door of the mansion was wide open, and a strong smell of blood floated in the air. The door of the concierge next to the door opened, and the body of the servant guarding the door fell to the ground. There was a deep wound on the neck, and the whole head was twisted at a strange angle. With.

Rosen continued walking to the mansion courtyard.

There was also a bonfire in the middle of the yard, and the flames were still burning brightly, but beside the bonfire, the corpses of more than a dozen servants were lying scattered. These servants were all familiar faces, and Rosen recognized almost everyone.

"The cook Lisa, the coachman John, and the gardener Hans all had wounds on their necks, and the types of wounds were exactly the same. Their necks were all broken by a powerful claw."

By observing the scars on the corpse and the footprints on the ground, Rosen got a general understanding of the monster that broke into the mansion: 'It has a body shape similar to that of an ordinary adult man, is extremely fast, has ridiculous strength, and has a pair of sharp claws. Has rich combat experience. Annie. Annie was here. She fired, at least 4 shots, but none of them hit the target. The monster used the body of the minion as cover! ’

Rosen followed the traces and searched the mansion. When he came to the mansion hall, he saw two more corpses. One was dressed as a maid of the mansion, and the other turned out to be Mary, whom he brought from Caopo Village. !

Mary leaned against the wall, her one eye wide open, full of fear. Her fatal wound was a bloody hole in her abdomen that was transparent from front to back. Her intestines leaked out of the blood hole, and blood flowed all over the floor.

The moment he saw Mary, Rosen's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and he stood there blankly, almost unable to believe that all this was true.

This poor woman had just escaped from the torture of the disease. After a few good days, she died at the hands of a monster. If God really exists, how cruel he is!

After a while, he came back to his senses, walked over with a heavy heart, knelt down, stretched out his hand and gently closed Mary's angry eyes.

"Aunt Mary, I'm late, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!" He squatted on the ground, holding his head, his teeth chattering loudly. He felt that a fire began to burn in his heart, burning more and more fiercely, as if it was going to burn. His soul burned to ashes.

After a few seconds, he suddenly raised his head: "I will definitely avenge you! I will make that monster, the mastermind behind the scenes, all crumble to ashes!"

After saying that, he stood up again and continued to follow the traces on the ground.

While tracking, Rosen felt an unspeakable fear in his heart. Every time he walked around a corner, this feeling became stronger. He is not afraid of monsters, what he is afraid of is that when he opens a certain door, he will see Anne's body from behind the door.

Just as he was tracking all the way to the second floor, Rosen suddenly saw blood stains on the ground. He leaned down, dipped a trace of blood on his finger, put it under his nose and smelled it, and a familiar smell of blood hit his nostrils.

"It's Annie's blood, she was injured!"

Annie is a mutant hunter, and her blood has a unique smell. With Rosen's current sense of smell, he can easily distinguish it.

Rosen's heart was pounding. He followed the bloodstains on the ground and tracked them all the way forward. He tracked them all the way to the end of the corridor, and he saw another large pool of blood.

The color of this pool of blood was very strange. It emitted a faint white light under the candlelight, and there was also a strange, glycerin-like fragrance. There was also a familiar smell in the air around the bloodstains.

'It's Veronica's blood! She must have been seriously injured. Such an injury is enough to make her lose her mobility. But where is she now? '

Rosen searched in the corridor and in each room, but he didn't see Veronica, Anne, or the shadow of little Alice, not even the slightest trace.

These three people disappeared out of thin air.

"Don't panic! Don't panic! No news is the best news." He could only comfort himself in this way.

Now the question is, where should he go to find Anne?

After thinking about it, Rosen suddenly remembered someone: 'Ore merchant Mobius! He is an undead, he may know some inside information about the monster attack on the city! '

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