The Last Alchemist

"Hu~Hu~Hu~"

Amran gasped for air, struggling with all his strength, propping up his upper body with both hands, and retreating backwards. He roared hoarsely: "Fools, what are you still doing? He is seriously injured, kill him!"

During this period, Rosen half-knelt on the ground and did not move because of the serious injury to his right lung. For him, this injury was not fatal, nor did it affect his use of magic, but it greatly hindered his ability to move. Before the wound was basically repaired, he would never run faster than an ordinary person.

For monsters, this speed is no different from a turtle crawling.

After hearing Amran's voice, Rosen's heart sank slightly. He quickly checked his energy pool. There was less than 20 kilograms of TNT equivalent energy left in the pool. Although the energy was still recovering and the recovery speed was not slow, it was difficult to quench thirst with distant water. If the monsters really rushed over, he really couldn't deal with it.

However, although he was trapped in a group of monsters and was seriously injured, Rosen's powerful deterrence was still there, which was the only advantage he could rely on at present.

Rosen glanced at the monsters hidden in the corners with the corner of his eyes.

He saw that many monsters had faintly revealed their figures, either pretending to pounce or rolling low roars in their throats, looking ready to move. The situation was obvious. If Rosen had not moved, these monsters would most likely overcome their fear and rush to attack him.

Rosen gritted his teeth secretly, endured the severe pain of the wound and the dull feeling of suffocation in his chest, and slowly stood up from the ground.

After standing up, he used magic to tear open the clothes on his shoulders, revealing the wound, and then took out a roll of clean white cloth from his waist bag. The alchemical magic grabbed these white cloths, like a dexterous hand, grabbing the white cloths and wrapping them around Rosen's wounds one by one.

Fortunately, although Amran's golden rays penetrated his body, the high temperature rays also prevented the wound from being burned in the first place. In addition, with the active control of alchemical magic, the amount of bleeding from Rosen's wound was much less than that of a normal sword wound.

At this time, the wound had basically stopped bleeding.

While bandaging the wound, Rosen reached out and wiped the blood from his mouth, then raised his foot and walked towards Amran. Although his steps were slow, each step was very steady. Although his face was pale, he had a calm and confident smile on his face, as if everything was under control.

Seeing him like this, the monsters in the dark obviously hesitated. Some monsters had already stretched out half of their bodies, but now they retracted again, and the threatening growl in their throats disappeared.

Rosen had been secretly observing the surroundings. Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Amlan and smiled, "Man, you should consider how to protect yourself now, not against me."

Amlan swallowed his saliva wildly. He supported himself with both hands and tried his best to retreat, but unfortunately, his injuries were too severe. Although the transformation of the physique of the great lord prevented him from being seriously injured and dying, it was not omnipotent. At least there was no way to make him alive and kicking with two legs missing.

Seeing Rosen getting closer and closer, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Idiots, come and help me!"

After the voice fell, Rosen saw some slight commotion among the monsters around him. Some monsters seemed to move, but they finally stopped.

Between obeying orders and saving lives, the monsters all chose the latter.

"This is the order of the great lord!" Amlan shouted again, revealing a hint of despair in his voice.

The majesty of the great lord took effect, and some monsters responded.

The two werewolves howled, jumped out from their hiding place, and rushed towards Rosen quickly.

Rosen saw clearly that the two werewolves were the death squad, coming to test his strength, and the other monsters were watching. As long as he showed a weak trend, those monsters would definitely rush up.

He smiled coldly, and with a thought, two high-hardness alloy beads jumped out of his waist bag, and two 2 kg TNT equivalent energies surged out of the energy pool, acting on the marbles respectively.

Everyone saw two brilliant glows flashing around Rosen's body, and a moment later, the two werewolves fell to the ground with a "plop~". There were two fist-sized transparent blood holes on the werewolves' heads.

Just like before, killing a werewolf is as easy as killing a dog.

"Hu~~"

The civilians in the square saw this scene and all breathed a sigh of relief.

Claude raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and asked Palan next to him: "Did you see clearly just now, what exactly shot down the monster leader?"

Palan shook his head: "The incident happened too quickly, I didn't see anything."

Vincent said: "It was a musket, a powerful musket, and the one who shot was Rosen's companion."

"Musket? What is it?" Claude and Palan asked in unison.

"I don't really understand it, anyway, it's a powerful new weapon." Vincent tried to explain.

"Oh~ The power is really huge." Palan and Claude nodded repeatedly.

On the other side, the monsters who were ready to move saw that the werewolf was easily killed, and immediately prepared to shrink back.

Seeing this, Amran shouted with all his strength: "Idiots, he is bluffing! Come on, kill him quickly"

Before he finished speaking, Rosen had already walked to his side, raised his foot, stepped on Amran's chest, and stepped him to the ground again: "Amran, don't struggle, you have failed."

A high-hardness marble flew out from Rosen's pocket, surrounded by a thick mist-like glow.

Amran looked at the bead and his heart was shaken violently. He knew that he had failed again. His heart was full of unwillingness and anger, but he still had the last glimmer of hope: "Rosen, don't think you have won. I have already For letting Olamson go to the academy, of course you can kill me now, but everyone in the academy will be buried with me!"

Rosen smiled faintly: "It's enough to exchange hostages once. Do you think I will be unprepared?"

Amran was confused in his heart: "So what if you are prepared? With Olamson's power, who else can stop him besides you?"

"And Veronica." Rosen controlled the alloy beads and slowly flew towards Amran's eyes.

Amran's eyes were fixed on the glowing beads, and he asked quickly: "Veronica? That innocent dragon girl? She is not a warrior at all, why can she stop Olamson?"

"This is an internal matter within the Dragon Clan. I can't explain it. Just know that she can do it."

The alloy beads had reached 5 centimeters above Amlan's eyes. Here, the beads hovered. Rosen looked at Amlan who almost collapsed and asked: "When you were hit by me last night, you told me to be wary of big guns." Magician, what do you mean?”

Amran sighed, knowing that he had completely failed, but he felt relieved: "Because those great magicians are all puppets of the gods. The gods enslave mortals through them. If the great magicians don't die, the mortals will never die. Not free."

"What do you mean, gods really exist?" Rosen asked curiously.

"Over the years, I have read a lot of ancient books and visited all the historical sites. Countless clues are telling me that there is some kind of very terrifying existence hidden in this world. This existence has power and wisdom that mortals cannot understand. It only needs to give a small amount of power to a mortal, and the mortal will become a great magician. Do you think this kind of existence is a god?"

"You can say that. But why do you say that he is enslaving mortals?" Rosen continued to ask, he was very interested. If the situation was not critical, he really wanted to let Amran live for a while, so he would be fine Ask clearly.

There was a strong look of resentment on Amran's face: "Do I still need to say it? Look at Nerogard Academy? The magicians are extremely arrogant. They control huge amounts of money and live a life that even the princes and nobles cannot find." They imagine a luxurious life and talk about eradicating monsters, but there is almost no actual action. In this academy, these high-ranking magicians are just a group of vampires lying on mortal bodies and sucking blood! And the gods who give magicians power must be nothing. Good thing! They all deserve to die!"

"Hmm~~~" Rosen was disapproving. He glanced at Amran, who was full of resentment, and suddenly asked: "Have you been rejected by the college before?"

"How do you know?" Amran was stunned.

Rosen smiled: "From what you said, I heard that you have a very strong resentment towards the Magic Academy. I guess there must be some grudge between you, otherwise it is unlikely that there would be such a big resentment."

Since there is a grudge, Amran's words are filled with strong personal bias. At best, you can only believe half of what he says.

When Amran was told the central issue, a trace of deep resentment flashed in his eyes, and he said fiercely: "Rosen, do you think you won? No, the battle has just begun! The great lord will definitely avenge me! He will Let you also taste the taste of failure."

Before he finished speaking, Rosen's thoughts moved, and the alloy beads accelerated suddenly, penetrated from Amran's eye sockets, and opened a fist-sized hole in the back of his head, and brain mixed with blood spurted out from the hole. out.

Amran died instantly.

Rosen was still worried that this guy would be resurrected inexplicably. He mobilized the energy pool again and injected five kilograms of TNT-equivalent energy into Amran's body, blasting his body into a ball of meat.

After doing all this, Rosen felt relieved. He looked at the pile of minced meat in front of him and said softly: "See you again, Avenger Amran!"

He raised his head and looked at the dark corners around him. Wherever his gaze went, the monsters immediately retracted and then turned around and ran away, as if they were afraid that he would chase them.

By the time Rosen's eyes turned around, all the monsters around the west city square had run away. Even the phantom assassin Nirod, who had fallen to the ground and was seriously injured, was nowhere to be found. He didn't know whether he ran away by himself or was killed by other monsters. Got rescued.

Rosen breathed a sigh of relief. If these monsters had fought against him at all costs, he would have been in trouble today. Unfortunately, these monsters are cowards.

After regaining his composure, Rosen raised his voice and shouted to the surviving civilians in the square: "Everyone is safe."

"Oh~God~"

"Thank you for saving us."

"Magician, bless you."

Everyone was relieved, the women cried with joy, the men cheered loudly, and the children burst into laughter.

Rosen added: "But it's not safe here yet. If you believe me, follow me back to the academy."

Naturally, everyone had no objection and all ran towards Rosen's location. They all gathered around Rosen and tried to get as close to him as possible. It seemed that only when they were close to Rosen did they feel safe.

After everyone arrived, Rosen turned and walked towards the college. Everyone followed suit.

Because of his injury, Rosen walked slowly. After walking for a while, he felt someone walking towards him quickly. He looked back and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Vincent, you are still alive!"

Last night, he occasionally thought of Vincent, but he didn't know Vincent's address. He was also busy rescuing Anne, so he could only silently hope that he could be alive.

Vincent strode over to Rosen. He looked at Rosen carefully, especially the wound on his shoulder, and asked worriedly, "How are you injured?"

"It's okay. I'll be fine after a while of rest." Rosen smiled. He looked down at Vincent's feet, and used his magic to sense it a little, and said, "Is it scratched by a ghoul?"

"Indeed." Vincent smiled bitterly, "It seems to be poisoned by corpses."

"Hmm~ Let me see." Rosen activated his magic, first untied the cloth wrapped around Vincent's wound, and then probed into the wound. After more than ten seconds, he drew a large drop of black mucus from the wound. These were the ghoul poison.

After extracting the poison, Rosen wrapped Vincent's wound with a clean cloth, and then smiled and comforted: "It's not a big problem. I'll treat your wound when we get to the academy, and it will be fine after a while."

Vincent could clearly feel the changes in his ankle. Before, it was a burning pain, and there was a terrifying numbness in the pain, but now, although it is still painful, it is similar to the pain of ordinary trauma. He put down the thoughts that had been on his mind.

"Rosen, you saved me again, I really don't know how to thank you."

"Hehe. Ahem~ Okay, no more talk, let's get to a safe place first." Rosen coughed a few times and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Vincent saw it, and his heart was moved and ashamed.

Claude saw this scene nearby, took a step forward, came to Vincent, and whispered: "Brother, you are so lucky to have such a friend."

Palan was also full of emotion: "So powerful, and not arrogant to others, just like an ancient sage. I didn't expect that there would be such a person in the city of Nerogard."

After that, there was no trouble along the way, and the shadow of the monster was not encountered at all. They were all afraid of Rosen.

Soon, everyone arrived near the academy. When they saw the gate of the academy from a distance, Rosen saw Lilith and several magicians standing at the gate of the academy looking around. They seemed a little anxious, especially Lilith. When she saw Rosen, she immediately trotted over.

When she arrived in front of Rosen, Lilith was panting, her cheeks flushed, and her starry eyes made her look more and more charming. Before she could catch her breath, she saw blood on Ajin Rosen's body and immediately asked: "Are you injured?"

"Minor injury. Did Oramson catch it?" Rosen asked back.

Lilith nodded, a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes: "We did catch her, but the situation is different from what we expected. Veronica. Veronica is in a very bad condition."

Rosen was stunned: "How bad is it?"

Lilith shook her head repeatedly: "I can't explain it, anyway, it's scary to look at!"