The Last Alchemist

In the end, Vincent still failed to escape the monster's search.

A ghoul stinking of corpses scratched the cellar door with its sharp claws and forcibly pulled him out of the cellar.

The ghoul's hands were colder than the corpse, and were covered with sticky liquid. When the monster's hand grabbed Vincent's ankle, Vincent's whole body was cold, and he struggled fiercely uncontrollably. He kicked his feet outwards hard, trying to escape the monster's grasp.

But it was all in vain. Although the ghoul was smaller than an adult, it possessed overwhelming power. It grabbed Vincent's ankle tightly, and its claws dug deeply into Vincent's skin. He even buckled it into the bone seam of his ankle and dragged Vincent out of the cellar.

"Zhizhi~~~"

The ghoul screamed, seeming to laugh at Vincent's weakness, and seemed to be celebrating his victory. After a few squeaks, another ghoul appeared beside the cellar.

The new ghoul didn't even look at Vincent and went straight into the cellar.

"No!!!" Vincent struggled desperately, trying to rush back to the cellar.

But it was all in vain. No matter how he moved, he could not escape the control of the ghoul. Instead, the injuries on his ankles became more serious, with two places even showing thick white bones.

At this moment, a young woman's scream came from the cellar, and soon after, a woman was dragged out by a ghoul.

"Elena! No!" Vincent shouted desperately.

Elena, his new wife, fell in love at first sight four months ago. On the Festival of the Gods, they took the sacred vow of marriage. Unexpectedly, Nerogard fell into a catastrophe immediately afterwards.

At the critical moment, Vincent took his wife into the cellar to take refuge. After a hard night, he thought he had escaped, but unexpectedly he was discovered by a ghoul.

In the hands of ghouls, the only outcome is death.

At this moment, Vincent's heart felt cold. At this last moment, the only thing he could do was to look at his wife Elena and said loudly: "Elena, don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! After we die, We will definitely meet again in heaven!”

Elena's tears fell heavily: "Vincent, I don't want to die~~ Wuwu, I don't want to die!"

Vincent was heartbroken when he heard this, but he could do nothing about it.

Strangely, even after several minutes, death did not come. Instead of tearing at their flesh and blood, the two ghouls who captured him and Elena began to scream, which sounded like they were screaming. Like a conversation.

"What's going on?" Vincent was surprised.

At this moment, a werewolf rushed to the two of them. He howled twice at the two ghouls, and the two ghouls actually handed them over to the werewolf.

The werewolf held Vincent in one hand and Elena in the other, as if holding two rag dolls, and ran wildly along a street.

Vincent was shaken so dizzy that it took him a while to get used to it. He looked at the buildings on the street and felt more and more strange in his heart: "This is the way to Chengxi Square. What on earth is going on?"

The werewolf ran very fast. A few minutes later, it took the two of them to the west city square. Once there, it threw Vincent and Elena to the ground casually, then turned around and walked away.

Vincent was thrown dizzy, and it took him a while to recover. He stood up with difficulty, and then reached out to help Elena up next to him. After the two of them stood still, they were immediately stunned by the scene in the square.

The West Square is very large and is one of the busiest markets in Nerogard. It is often used to hold large-scale festivals. At this time, a large number of colorful flags and flowers are hung on the surrounding buildings, but the ground is full of blood and corpses. .

These corpses were specially dressed in attire to celebrate the Festival of the Gods. In the first half of the night, they were still celebrating the festival, but in the second half of the night, they became the targets of crazy hunting by monsters.

Looking around, corpses were piled up around the square like garbage. There were all kinds of monsters lying on the corpses. They were all holding the corpses and biting the flesh and blood on them. Their faces and bodies were covered with coagulation. The blood, at first glance, looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Oh my God~ Is this hell?" Elena was shaking violently uncontrollably. She was so frightened that she lost all her strength. If Vincent hadn't held her tightly, she would have collapsed on the ground.

Vincent's situation was better. As a businessman, he had traveled extensively and had seen many tragic things. Although he was extremely shocked, he could barely keep calm.

He found that in addition to a large number of corpses, there were also many living people concentrated in the center of the square, and in the passages around the square, werewolves continued to send more living people over.

Vincent counted a little and found that the number of living people in the center of the square was about 500, and it was still increasing rapidly. Most of these people behaved like Elena and were frightened, but a small number still maintained their basic composure.

"Come on, let's go there."

Vincent supported Elena hard and limped towards the crowd.

Most people did not respond to their arrival. They either sat blankly or cried heartbrokenly. When Vincent walked to the edge of the crowd, someone in the crowd suddenly waved to him: "Vincent, this way, come here."

Vincent followed the sound and saw a white-haired old man in rich clothes waving to him. He knew this man, his name was Claude, the owner of the Sequoia Trading Company. He was very shrewd but also had an upright personality. The two had done business many times and had a pretty good relationship.

He took his wife with him and squeezed through the crowd to sit next to Claude: "Old man, you are still alive."

Claude smiled bitterly: "What are you talking about? Are you happy that I am dead?"

Vincent was suddenly embarrassed: "No, no, I'm very happy."

Claude smiled miserably: "I won't be happy for long, we will die here soon."

Hearing this, Vincent's face was filled with bitterness. He pulled off a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrapped the wound on his ankle tightly: "Hey, who would have thought that something like this would happen in Nirogard. Those magicians from the academy The teacher is usually aloof and arrogant, but I didn’t expect him to be so disrespectful.”

Without thinking, after hearing this, Claude said softly: "It's true that it's not true, but those magicians are not useless. The battle last night was very fierce, and many monsters died, but in the end the academy still failed. ”

"Well, it's pretty much what I thought. There was really a lot of noise last night." Vincent was not surprised. Those terrifying explosions could be heard by anyone who was not blind.

Claude quickly looked around and continued: "I heard that all the magicians in the academy are not dead yet. We may still be able to save them."

Vincent's heart suddenly moved and he immediately asked: "Who did you listen to?"

"What the monster said was that when I was captured, I was pretending to be in a coma on the road, and happened to hear two female night demons chatting on the roadside. They said that there was a very powerful magician in the academy who would kill people if he touched her." Lauder's voice was very soft, and he looked around while speaking, for fear of being heard by the monster.

A glimmer of hope arose in Vincent's heart, but soon, this glimmer of hope was extinguished by reason. He smiled bitterly and said: "So what? No matter how powerful the magician is, he is only one person and can still kill Just all the monsters?”

This sounds very reasonable, and Claude also sighed: "Who says it's not the case? I am an old man, my days are numbered, and I will die when I die, but you, who are still so young, meet me... Such a thing is such a pity.”

Vincent felt miserable and lost interest in talking. He hugged his new wife tightly and patted her back gently, trying his best to calm her down.

Claude couldn't sit still. After a while, he said again: "Tell me, those monsters have been sending people here. What do they want to do?"

"Who knows, maybe I want to gather people together and have a good time." Vincent was very depressed. If Elena wasn't around, he would even want to find a way to commit suicide to avoid suffering this despair. torture.

At this time, another person came over. He took over the conversation and said, "These monsters are not here to eat us, but to threaten our opponents."

"Blackmailing the opponent?" Vincent and Claude looked at this man at the same time.

This guy was about 40 years old, with black hair, a short and chubby body, a round face, and he looked kind-hearted.

"Paran, you are actually alive." Claude chuckled.

Palan, the director of the Lion Chamber of Commerce. The Lion Chamber of Commerce is one of the largest chambers of commerce in Nilogard. The director, Palau, is a business wizard. Under his leadership, the Lion Chamber of Commerce has developed rapidly. Before today, it was already one of the three largest chambers of commerce in Nilogard. Unfortunately, as Nerogard was captured by monsters, all this came to nothing.

"This is my good fortune." Paran smiled.

Vincent was still paying attention to what he had said before. He asked urgently: "You just said it was to blackmail your opponent? What is this? How did you know?"

"I saw it with my own eyes." Paran smiled.

"Hey~ tell me, what's going on?" Claude was also anxious.

Paran continued: "As you know, my family lives just outside the college. Last night, the college didn't stop for a moment. Many major things happened, many of which I saw with my own eyes."

Having said this, Paran turned to look at Claude and said: "The news you heard is correct. There is indeed a very powerful magician in the academy. He is very, very powerful. Those monsters will take a detour when they see him." , I don’t dare to mess with him at all. The leader of the monster is a guy named Amlan. He has no choice but to use us as a blackmail. "

"Is it really that powerful?" Vincent wanted to believe it, but it sounded too mysterious.

Paran said seriously: "Of course it's true. How long has it been? I don't have the intention to joke with you."

"Then will this magician come to save us?" Claude said with a hint of hope on his face.

Vincent also stared at Paran, waiting for his answer.

Paran shook his head slightly: "I don't know, but if it were up to me, I would never come here, because this is obviously a death trap. What's the difference between coming here and dying?"

The light of hope in Vincent and Claude's eyes suddenly dimmed.

Claude shook his head and sighed: "You are right. Those magicians are very rational. The more powerful the magician is, the more rational he is, and his rationality is almost ruthless. There is no way he would take such a huge risk to save us. As for us, I'm afraid... To fall victim to this blackmail plan.”

Vincent sat slumped on the ground. He only felt that the wound on his ankle was getting more and more painful. It was a burning pain. The blood seeping from the wound had turned into a sticky black color and exuded an unpleasant stench.

His mood became more and more gloomy: ‘Ah~ Even if they come to rescue me, what’s the use? The claws of the ghouls are poisonous. Even if I am rescued, I won’t live long. It’s a pity that Elena. Alas~’

Palan and Claude were also silent. The three of them just sat on the ground, waiting for the fate of death.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, an unusual noise came from one of the streets. The sound didn’t sound like it came from humans, but more like the screams of monsters.

“What happened?” Vincent looked up blankly.

Palan had already reacted. He stood up from the ground and shouted excitedly: “It’s that magician! It must be him! He’s here to save us! He’s here!”