Almighty Alchemist

The sky of the sea of ​​death is always gray, the only thing that can be seen is the blood moon in the sky, like a sickle of the gods, wielding a terrifying breath. The black ocean seems to be dead and dead. It is difficult to see living beings. The sea water is flowing slowly, overflowing with the rotten atmosphere of a dead body.

The air was filled with the smell of sulfur from the eruption of the magical fire of Jiuyou Abyss, mixed with this rotten atmosphere, and it became more sultry and pungent. Except for a few creatures, such as flamingo and carrion fish, I am afraid that not many lives will like this area.

The harsh living environment, the powerful World of Warcraft, and the unpredictable ghost weather have turned this into a forbidden area of ​​life.

In the middle of the forbidden area of ​​life, there is a place covered with thick mist for many years.

This is Purgatory Island.

The island has a dense jungle, and various ferocious beasts inhabit it, making terrifying weird noises. Occasionally, some lost merchant ships pass by here, and they can always hear the sizzling hissing sound, as if the tragic song of the grievous soul of life, is screaming loudly.

Privately, people call it Howling Island or Nightmare Island.

About twenty years ago, after King Strick officially declared the Sea of ​​Death a closed area for humankind, the legend of Nightmare Island never stopped. Some people say that there is the world's top Warcraft in Fengming, and some people say that the century-old treasure of the Kingdom of Lance is buried there. The last residence of Master Electra is buried with all his alchemy inventions that shocked the world.

Legends are always just legends, true, but not necessarily pleasant. On the contrary, it may be quite cruel.

The "Freedom" ocean-masted sailing ship is advancing in the sea of ​​death.

Gong Hao, like all the boys, curled up in a small, dark cabin, and the cloudy air almost choked him.

Three days ago, Gong Hao's memory stayed in the chemistry laboratory as a helpful assistant to the mentor. He was preparing all the materials necessary for an experiment for the mentor. What abominable is that the new female assistant has nothing to do except to slap her head. I heard that it depends on some family background to mix into the university advanced laboratory. The picture is nothing more than a mix of qualifications and the reputation of the mentor.

Hate, you're fooling around, why don't you understand anything but fiddle with it? It's okay now, the laboratory has exploded and everyone is dead. It really hurts others!

Then everything began to be logical.

He found himself a boy named Hugh Iglell, in a strange world, and took over all his memories.

Hugh Glair was originally a servant of Baron Harden's house in South Wales.

The Harden family has a history of 120 years in the Reims Empire. Old Harden was once the Minister of Etiquette of the Lance Empire and won the title of Earl.

However, for 120 years of historical changes, the Harden family gradually lost its former glory in the years of time and became a fallen aristocracy. The Harden family has hardly seen any genius in the past two decades, nor has it helped the family's status. The only geeky Gavin Harden was the secretary of the Lord Lords group. Shortly after that, he was framed for marrying a beautiful girl who was then seen in the Knotts group, and eventually took his family back to the small town of South Wales, the hometown of the Harden family.

Hugh Glair is an orphan, adopted by her aunt. Three years ago, his aunt thought that Xiuyi was qualified to go outside to live on his own, so he sold him to Baron Gavin for twenty Kimvites, and the contract period was three years.

Twenty Kingwitts are not cheap. Even Baron Harden was distressed when he took the money, but the handsome appearance of Hugh Igleher was really addictive. Boy, insist on buying him.

Seven days ago, Xiu's contract expired, and the Baroness hoped to continue to hire Xiu as his son's playmate, but in the end his aunt offered a price of forty Kimvites. The price was not acceptable to the baron, whose economy was getting worse every day, so his aunt put Xiuyi to the market until the warrior in gold armor bought him at a high price.

At that time, Gong Hao's soul was attached to this boy named Xiu Yi, and he was helpless to find that he and all the boys were stuffed into the cabin like pigs, and had been floating on the sea for two days.

Is it parasitic? Or did you miss a bowl of Meng Po Tang when you cast your reincarnation? Or is Gong Hao's existence just a childish imagination of little boy Xiu Yierer? Or is everything at this moment just a dream for Gong Hao?

Some questions are never answered.

There is a bowl of water in the bilge of the ship. Gong Hao carefully held up the bowl of water. Through the rippling microwave, he saw a handsome and beautiful face like a porcelain doll. The boy named Xiu Yi has beautiful blond hair and eyes full of aura. At first glance, people will put it down. No wonder the Baroness was so reluctant to leave.

And now, this is his body.

"Hey, Xiu." Fink's voice sounded in his ear.

Fink with freckles on his face was regarded as the only friend on the ship, and they were all bought from the market in South Wales. Then he was taken on board the ship without knowing where he was going or who his future master was.

"What's the matter? Fink?" Gong Hao whispered.

"It's the sea of ​​death," Fink whispered.

"What?" Gong Hao suddenly didn't understand.

Fink was pretty sure: "I said that we are now in the forbidden zone of human beings, the sea of ​​death. I smelled that odor, like a dead soul."

Gong Hao lowered his head and said nothing.

What about the sea of ​​death? He was a servant bought, and every child on the ship was a servant. Even if they come to heaven, this fate will not be changed.

Damn fate plunged himself into this child's body, giving him eight more years of youth, while also depriving him of his freedom.

"Look at you, as if you've seen undead." A boy next to him took Fink's topic and whispered.

"It's all smelly anyway," Fink explained.

Gong Hao's ears echoed childishly.

The sky outside the window is still that gray, and the clouds are as low as tangible.

After sailing on the ship these days, there is no more sea area, as terrifying as the sea of ​​death, no life.

Is he going to live in such a place in the future?

It was a nightmare.

Liberty finally reached the end of its course.

After breaking through that layer of fog, Purgatory Island was already in sight.

From a distance, we can see a middle-aged man standing on the island, and beside him is a samurai warrior made of various magic metals such as Mithril.

Behind the middle-aged people, there are about 20 teenagers who are younger than 14 years old. The youngest are only aged, and beside them there is a heavy iron box with their body height.

Behind them, there was a group of puppet warriors standing.

The ship leaned in slowly, lowered the stern board, and walked down two people, a magician with white hair and a black mage robe, and a samurai with golden armor.

"Welcome to the island of nightmares, Master Erdoris, I really did not expect you to deliver the goods in person this time." The middle-aged man greeted with a big laugh.

The black-haired robe master, who had white hair, waved the staff in his hand and said, "It's too much stuff this time. There are too many materials that can't be stored at room temperature. The range of the enchantment must be increased." Insufficient stock, only manpower can be used to replace the spar, to ensure that the constant temperature junction works properly. "

Asking a black robe master to do such things as delivery, no wonder his voice was bad.

The warrior in the golden armor next to him laughed: "Hopefully, Master Erdoris will not make a trip for nothing."

"Oh, Chaclay, see what you say. See, twenty samurai warriors, fifteen flesh hoes, fifteen undead sharks, fifteen demons, and your designated potions, scrolls, weapons, etc. Wait, all are completed as scheduled. "The middle-aged man pointed at the metal box behind him and the batch of samurai warriors answered immediately.

Erdoris dissatisfied: "These are just ordinary goods, not enough for one battle. Your Majesty wants Troll."

"The mentor has been working on this, and unfortunately, we have been able to create a troll god, but we have not solved the problem of control." The middle-aged man answered with regret.

Erdoris snorted: "This was the case 20 years ago, and it will be the same 20 years later. The materials and help we have provided him for the past 20 years are sufficient to support the needs of a small country, but he cannot make any substantial progress. . "

The armor warrior on the side whispered, "Master Heinz is already the best alchemist in the empire. You don't need to be so excited. Master Heince said before the troll **** began to develop that this might be his Homework for a lifetime. "

"But for this study, we sent all the empire's materials, books, and a large number of apprentices and servants here. This alone made the entire alchemist of the empire delay the development of a whole generation. If he can no longer make a decent achievement, then the imperial alchemy will really fall. "

"Actually ... it's been a long time ago," said Golden Helmet Samurai, whispering, and whispering.

Erdoris glanced at him, and Chakley did not see it-he gave the middle-aged man a list: "This is the goods needed next month."

"No problem." The middle-aged man casually accepted the answer: "Anyway, as long as there are enough materials, we will provide as much as you want."

Erdoris said: "Okay, unload it, and then load the junk on the ship. I don't think I can wait for the day when the trolls are shipped."

The middle-aged man answered politely: "If the troll **** is successfully developed, it will never need to be shipped."

Erdoris glared at the middle-aged man, but finally said nothing.

"Hey, Xiuyi, it's time to disembark, we're somewhere," Fink reminded him.

"I see." Gong Hao answered lazily.

A group of teenagers stepped out of the ship, a total of fifteen people.

Fifteen teenagers on the boat lined up when they arrived on the island, as if the troops were waiting for review. The reviewers were middle-aged people on the island.

Looking at these half-big boys, the middle-aged people shouted, "Well, guys, welcome to Purgatory Island. This is the end of your life. From now on, you will work here, in Live here. You must call me Lord Andrew and do things according to the instructions I give you. Maybe you haven't done work before, but you must quickly adapt to your current life ... Have any of you served the nobles before? "

Fink stunned Gong Gonghao.

Gong Hao helplessly raised his hand: "I have."

"What's your name and where is it from?"

"Glair, Hugh Glair, a native of South Wales, is twelve years old. My aunt sold me here."

"No parents?"

"I died when I was four."

"How did you die?"

"Black Plague."

"Ah!" The middle-aged man nodded: "I've heard that there was a black wizard rebellion in the Knotts group eight years ago. They used the plague as a weapon to rebel against the rule of the Empire, in addition to killing countless ordinary civilians. Besides, it has no effect. It seems that you are one of the victims. "

"Yes, sir."

"Call me Lord Andrew. Which nobleman have you served before?"

"Master Andrew, I have been a handyman at Baron Harden's Mansion in South Wales since I was nine years old. I know how to cook and know a few words."

"Do you still know words?" Andrew's tone was full of surprise. Most of the servants who can be sold here are children of poor people who can't afford even meals. Where can the books be read?

"Yes, my lord, I can recognize the kindness of the Baroness. She asked me to be educated with her son, so that the little son would not be too lonely."

Middle-aged Andrew glanced at Gong Hao and thought: "You're lucky, boy, you have a good owner. But you don't have to expect to be taken care of like the Baroness here. Because this is a nightmare island. Here it is A pretty face doesn't make any sense. "

Then he raised his head and called to all the teenagers: "I must regret to tell you that I am a very severe person. I do not allow anyone to make mistakes or dare to resist my orders. If anyone dares to commit the following, or If he doesn't do his job well, he will be severely punished! "