The Last Alchemist

Nerogard is the city of wisdom and one of the leading trade capitals in the north, and it has a pivotal position on the continent.

Such a large city was destroyed overnight, and the impact was no less than a major earthquake that was rare in a century.

Even if the communication in the entire world is not developed, even if the transportation in the entire world is inconvenient, just relying on word of mouth among travelers, more than a month later, even the most remote places on the mainland have learned the news of the fall of the City of Wisdom.

The Kingdom of Kowell is the suzerain of Nerogard City. When the news reached the capital city of Boudan, everyone looked panicked. Everyone was worried that Boudan City would suffer the same fate.

Citizens began to go crazy and rush to buy grain and various cold-warming supplies. The price of wheat in the city changed five times a day. In the morning, a pound of wheat only cost 10 Karens. By night, it had risen to 100 Karens, a surge of more than ten times.

When the news reached the Sun Palace, King Usland IX was having a meal. He was stunned, accidentally smashed his favorite glass bowl, and then beat the slave who was serving him to death.

The city of Boudin quickly declared martial law.

The king of this powerful northern country was shrouded in a thick cloud.

When the news reached the free city of Berkeley, the citizens of this city encountered the same panic as the capital, but the bishops of the Flame Cult were overjoyed. Pope Talati XIX publicly came forward to The souls of Nerogard were mourned at the gates of the cathedral, while the priests of the church came out in full force to proclaim the power of the Lord of Fire in the streets and alleys.

It is said that that day, the number of citizens who fell at the feet of the priest of the Fire Cult was a hundred times more than before.

When the news spread to some dark corners, many creatures who dared not appear in the sunlight celebrated with joy. The city of wisdom fell, the powerful magician disappeared, and the sword hanging on his head was missing. It's really a good thing worth celebrating.

When the news reached the Parason Empire in the south, Emperor Gandra III, who was struggling with the domestic aristocratic forces, breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that the Northern Military Alliance would definitely be attracted to the fallen Nerogard, and the military pressure in the north would be greatly reduced. Taking advantage of this great opportunity, he just had his hands free to concentrate on dealing with the domestic opposition.

On the surface, it seemed that no one really cared about the tragedy in Nerogard, and everyone only cared about their own interests. But after the initial panic subsided, people came to their senses, and many people couldn't help but wonder.

What happened to Nerogard?

Why did the prosperous city of wisdom fall overnight?

As a result, a large number of adventurers, scouts from various countries, wizard hunters from sects, and even monsters hidden in various places rushed towards Nerogard.

Some people want to find out the truth, but a larger number of people want to take advantage of it.

Because Nerogard is not only the city of wisdom, but also the wealth gathering center of the continent. If you are lucky and can get the treasury in the city, ordinary people will not have to worry about it for a hundred lifetimes. Even the kings and nobles can use this money to live happily for a long time.

The adventurer Tom is an inconspicuous member of this group of speculators.

He is only 26 years old, weighs less than 100, is less than 1.6 meters tall, has sunken cheeks and big eyes, like a shriveled stick figure. Although inconspicuous, unlike ordinary adventurers, he was not interested in the gold buried in the ruins of Nerogard. What he was interested in was the magic book buried in the ruins of the academy.

As long as he could get one or two magic books, he would be satisfied.

The wilderness is dangerous. For a helpless person like him, it is very dangerous to walk alone in the wilderness. For safety reasons, he found a special companion.

His companion calls himself an adventurer named Lakwen, and he is a powerful swordsman. He is tall and handsome, especially his appearance, which is almost charming. When facing this person, Tang Pu often felt a strong sense of inferiority in his heart.

Fortunately, although this companion was outstanding in appearance, he was humble and polite in character and would never laugh at Tom Pu's appearance. Although Tom Pu's fragile self-esteem was often hit, it did not collapse in the end.

The two met in a small town near Berkeley. After hearing the news, they rushed towards Nerogard together. After driving slowly for five days, we finally arrived at the suburban fields in the north of Nerogard City at dusk on the fifth day.

Under the brilliance of the setting sun, you can see that the beautiful buildings in Nerogard City in the distance have become dilapidated, and thick smoke is still billowing somewhere in the west of the city.

"Hey~ It has been so long, but the fire in the city has not been completely extinguished. It seems that Nerogard is really doomed." Thompson sighed, looking back from a distance, looking at the windmill not far away. The mill was also burned down, leaving only its blackened skeleton.

Lakwen shrugged: "Hey~ Who could have imagined that such a disaster would happen."

"Are we going into town now?" Thomp asked.

Lakwen shook his head: "This is not a good idea. I heard that Nerogard was destroyed by a monster. If the rumors are true, then the city may be full of monsters. Entering the city at dark has nothing to do with seeking death. the difference."

He turned and walked towards the windmill wreckage not far away: "Come here, my friend, we will rest here tonight. This mill can at least protect us from the cold north wind."

"Sounds like a good idea." Tom followed behind Lakwen.

Although the windmill was burned to rubble, the most serious damage was to the wooden windmill on top of the building. The mill below was made of stone and was not seriously damaged. It was a good shelter.

Rakewen walked to the front of the mill, kicked the broken wooden door aside, then picked up a broken wooden strip from the ground, lit it with a flint, and waved it in front of him to burn the spider silk everywhere in the mill.

He waited until the spider silk was almost burned before he walked in.

As soon as he took a step inside, he covered his nose and complained with a frown: "Puh~ The smell in here is so bad. It's so unlucky that someone got there earlier than us. What's even more unlucky is that this guy's body is rotten."

Thomp glanced into the mill. With the faint light of the fire, he saw three charred bodies lying on the ground. He sighed: "They should be local farmers. From the looks of it, they should have been burned to death in their sleep. It's so pitiful."

Lakewen disagreed: "Good man, don't be sad. Sigh, come and help clean these three guys out. Uh~~ It's really too smelly here. "

The two of them worked hard, and after a long time, they finally got the three rotten and charred corpses out of the mill and buried them. Lakewen brought back some dry grass from the wheat field next to him and spread it on the ground. He sat on it and sighed, "Uh~ I can finally have a good rest."

Thomp was also very tired. His physique was far inferior to Lakewen. He had no time to sigh at this time. He sat on the haystack and only had time to catch his breath.

After catching his breath for a long time, he recovered. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes were attracted by a strange-looking stone in the corner of the mill: "Hey~ What is that?"

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