Mechanical Alchemist

The atmosphere in the camp of the slave catchers suddenly became murderous because of Mr. Jing's words.

What she wants to do is not just to save people, but to completely end the plight of the Dalu people and cut off the slave business in the silent forest.

However, it will not be easy.

The slave business in the Northland has lasted for hundreds of years. In the eyes of slave traders, the Silent Forest is also called "Silver Forest".

Capturing slaves is like mining silver mines, with low input costs and huge profits.

Naturally, this kind of business with huge profits cannot be terminated immediately. Naturally, it is impossible to abandon such a high-quality "mine" just because of someone's words.

Su Lun knew very well that it would be unreasonable to reason with these guys.

What's more, the patrons of the chamber of commerce behind them will never agree.

Luying laws supported the slave trade, which was a problem with the environment for hundreds of years.

But even if the law suddenly banned it, it would not solve the problem.

As long as there are huge profits, countless people will rush into the Silent Forest one after another, and the plight of the Daru people remains unchanged.

Therefore, the only feasible solution is to increase the cost of those slave hunting groups infinitely.

The way is to kill! chicken! Warning! monkey!

The slave catcher was the biggest cost of the slave business.

Not just now, but for a long time to come.

It may be necessary to kill countless monkeys to completely curb the wave of slave capture in the Silent Forest.

Therefore, when Su Lun watched Mr. Jing make a move, he knew that there must be a fierce battle today.

This is an action to kill and stop killing. Neither side can say that it is absolutely right or wrong, but to pull out some chronic diseases buried in some backward systems, it will eventually require strong medicine.

Listening to Mr. Jing's intentions, the "Narwhal Slave Catchers" had a bad look on their faces, and they had quietly formed a battle formation.

Su Lun glanced at it.

In the Cursed Valley before, he had seen the people of the Holy Judgment Legion use the army battle formation.

Charge, defend, and siege the legion battle formation, but can maximize the advantage of numbers.

Just by looking at this obviously well-trained formation, Su Lun knew that the members of this slave catcher group had military backgrounds.

However, it is a slave hunting group after all.

Regardless of the equipment, member ranks, or training intensity, they are all too different. The pressure of the 3,000 people in front of Su Lun was not even as great as the hundreds of people of the Holy Tribunal before.

The group leader with his mouth showing gold teeth looked at Su Lun and the others without any fear.

He was somewhat confused about the purpose of the two cloaked men in front of him.

In order to save these demihumans from risking their lives, is it worth offending them?

However, the golden-toothed man also expressed enough caution, and said again: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate, sir? Our 'Narwhal Group' is the business of the Congressman Marquis Soldo. If you do this, you have thought about the consequences." ?”

The identity of the beneficiary behind him was revealed, not to let Su Lun and the other three retreat, but to fear any misunderstanding.

Although the pirates had information about the wanted men in the neck tattoo cloaks, they never mentioned their origins.

In the eyes of these people, being wanted by pirates is very likely to be someone from a certain powerful force in Lu Ying.

After all, Tier 6 professionals are considered top experts, and usually only top resources can be cultivated.

However, the relationship among the top aristocrats in Luying is intricate and complicated, and most of them have some ties to each other, maybe they are the acquaintances of the patron.

Don't make a mistake and cause unnecessary trouble.

When Mr. Jing heard this, he didn't say any more, and finally said lightly: "I don't want to repeat it a second time."

The slave trade was a problem at the root of the rotten aristocracy, and it had been a problem for a long time. She is very clear that this is not a problem that can be solved in a few words, and that strong medicine must be used.

Su Lun also looked slightly sideways when he heard this.

Don't look at me as a senior sister who is usually gentle and gentle. If she really wants to fight, she is not soft-hearted at all.

This indifferent aura also reveals an unparalleled domineering, the aura of one person is overwhelming these thousands of people dare not breathe.

The golden-toothed man saw that he had moved out of the benefactor, but the other party still had no intention of retreating, and he knew that things would not turn around.

Naturally, they might retreat like this, even if the other party is a sixth-order occupation.

After all, he is a retired officer, any hesitation on the battlefield may be a fatal mistake.

A look of fierceness flashed across You Ke's eyes, and he was also extremely decisive, and he sternly shouted: "Do it!"

With this order, the thousands of gunmen who had been prepared all around pulled the triggers in unison.

For a moment, the sound of gunfire exploded the eardrums.

da, da, da, da

In the huge forest, fires lit up everywhere.

Although firearms have limited damage to high-level professionals, they are not completely useless. Dripping water wears away rocks, and quantity can also cause qualitative changes. The bullets kept hitting the elemental barrier, and would quickly consume the spiritual power of high-level professionals. Once exhausted, it can also be killed.

Su Lun's pupils shrank slightly as he watched the rain of bullets hit the sky.

In his eyes, the space seemed to freeze. Countless bullets and alchemy bullets with bright runes flew in the air, stirring up countless air trajectories in the air.

In fact, at the same time as that "do it", he keenly captured the action of those people pulling the trigger.

If he wants to be alone, it must be the best way to get out of the center of the fire.

But now it is different, there is a top powerhouse by his side.

Su Lun didn't panic at all.

It was the moment when the flames lit up from countless muzzles, Mr. Jing's double surgeon seals instantly condensed, and an understatement came from his mouth: "Field Vientiane Mirror Wheel!"

This was the second time for Su Lun to see his senior sister displaying her domain.

But unlike last time, this time, he saw the murderous side of this field.

It was at the moment when this field was unfolded that a bright white light like moonlight suddenly spread from Mr. Jing's feet. In an instant, the huge camp seemed to be filled with mirrors, and the broken mirrors were like stars twinkling in the sky. The picture in everyone's eyes is like a kaleidoscope. Everyone in this field can see countless selves in every broken mirror.

Su Lun once again felt that the power of the surrounding elements was stripped away, and he was isolated and helpless. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "The domain's ability to control the laws is really strong."

If people really want to fight in this field, there is no element to borrow, and the power of casting magic formulas will be minimized.

Mr. Jing unlocked the domain, and stretched out his jade hand forward, palm facing outward.

Then, a miraculous scene unfolded before his eyes.

Countless bullets, artillery, and alchemy bullets hit like a torrential rain.

But just one meter away from the three of Su Lun, there seemed to be an invisible space barrier separating them. As soon as the bullet touched it, it disappeared completely.

The Narwhal Slave Hunters saw this unbelievable scene in their eyes, and the shock signal in their eyes had not been reflected in their brains. At this time, their eyes instantly turned into panic.

Mr. Jing pushed his palm forward, and murmured: "Mirror Mirror Mystery · Matter Reflection!"

In the next moment, countless bullets were suddenly reflected in the mirror barrier that had absorbed countless bullets before.

ding ding ding ding

The rain of bullets collided with the rain of bullets, and the sky was filled with flames.

There are also countless bullets and shells fired back towards all parts of the camp!

Not all the slave catchers were members who could resist bullets physically. Those low-level professionals were hit by bullets, and there were continuous screams in the camp instantly.

With his own strength, Mr. Jing forcibly suppressed the enemy's superiority in firepower.

"Don't shoot indiscriminately!"

"Be careful, that's a Tier 7 professional!"

"Form formation, charge!"

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It was this face-to-face effort that caught those members of the narwhal group by surprise.

Although they also found out that Mr. Jing was a seventh-level professional, they didn't intend to stop.

They knew very well that after killing so many demi-humans, if the other party really came to protect the demi-human group, in this situation, they would definitely die forever.

That "Golden Tooth" Yuke knew very well that the seventh-level professionals were really strong, but they couldn't be killed by numbers.

He also has a lot of experience in dealing with it. He sternly shouted and immediately changed his tactics, "Machine stand in line, gather and kill!"

Steam machinery does not need to mobilize elements, but it is not afraid of field control.

And what their semi-official slave hunting group lacked most was good equipment. In their regiment, there are a large number of mechanical equipment retired by the Luying military!

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the three people he faced were not ordinary people.

After a brief panic, the slave catchers in the camp didn't even think about shooting. They gathered into groups of hundreds and surrounded Su Lun and the others.

The roar of the steam boiler was endless, and the giant steel beasts that were still logging before became a shield wall for the siege.

Heavy mechanical warriors are in front, and various professionals are behind.

This is a standard siege formation, even if a high-level professional wants to rush and get caught in the mud of the steel battle formation, it will be difficult to move an inch.

The enemy is aggressive.

but.

A look of disdain flashed in Su Lun's eyes as he looked at the mechanical monsters baring their teeth and claws.

His current mechanical level is not low, so he can see right away that the technology of these steam machines is not very advanced.

Lu Ying's technological level is far behind that of the Marfa Empire. The mechanical equipment on those guys is not a full-coverage mechanical armor. At most, it can be regarded as some mechanical external bones. It is enough to support some large-caliber firearms and artillery, and some mechanical arms that are not very sensitive. But for fighting, the threat is far worse than Mafa's mechanical armor.

Fighting at the same level, these mechanical skeletons may still display good combat power. It's a pity that it has no effect at all against Su Lun and the others.

Mr. Jing made a move, and Su Lun and Uta naturally wouldn't watch from the sidelines.

Uta hated this group of hateful slave catchers whose hands were stained with the blood of their clansmen.

The red totem on her face suddenly lit up, and she chanted the honorable name of the God of Nature. At that moment, the whole forest seemed to echo it. The elements of wood, wind, and earth gathered into a rainbow, pouring into the magic hair pot floating beside her continuously.

"Great God of Nature, please grant me the roar of the Wind Spirit, and summon the Art of Blast!"

"Great God of Nature, please grant me the roar of the earth elves, summon the art of breaking the earth!"

"great"

After Uta finished singing, spells took shape instantly.

The grade of the spell is not too high, but the amount of elements gathered is exaggerated and astonishing.

[Dagda's Magic Cauldron] is a bug-like holy artifact, which can provide Uta with almost continuous magic power recovery, and can also absorb the power of the surrounding elements.

A third-level spell was forcibly blessed by her with a magic hair pot to become a fourth-level or fifth-level power.

It was when the "Great Wind Technique" was launched, the forest suddenly blew the sound of howling winds like howling ghosts and howling wolves. The strong wind blew past, blowing those warriors off their feet.

As soon as the "Earth Splitting Technique" came out, huge gullies instantly tore the camp into thousands of pieces, and each hundred-man group was forced to disintegrate, and its weaknesses were exposed in an instant.

Of course, there is also a signature ability that can only be used by the legendary archdruid-summon tree man!

After Uta chanted a mysterious spell in Dalu, the giant trees around the camp suddenly seemed to come alive, and old faces condensed on the trunks. They attacked the slave hunters.

In the forest, the most indispensable thing is the trees, the wood elements surge, and the vegetation springs up like mushrooms after rain.

In an instant, the huge camp was filled with roots and vines dancing wildly with demons.

They are like a group of pythons, entangled, strangled, and bound.

The slave hunting group has a large number of people, but they can't do anything to those "tree men" who don't know pain and are not afraid of life and death.

For a while, there were broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, and there were screams and cries for help everywhere.

Uta's attack shocked the slave hunters again.

This was fundamentally different from the demihumans they had seen before.

It is common sense that demi-humans are weak in combat power.

Those "primitives" who don't know how to use tools, and even have few iron tools, have little capital to fight against the well-equipped slave hunting group.

Even the druids among the demihumans only have the combat power of elite professionals of the same level.

This is also the most important reason why large-scale slave hunting groups are invincible.

But now, what did they see?

A demihuman who seems to be a third-order man actually cast such an exaggerated natural magic?

There are also masters in the slave hunting group. They immediately realized something, and someone shouted: "The Naya people are surrounded by super magic devices, kill her!"

Although these treants are tricky, they can kill the caster and the danger will be solved immediately.

Even if it can't be killed, preventing her from casting spells can create more opportunities for others to attack.

But Su Lun, where will they be given a chance?

Except for the leaders of the fourth and fifth ranks, he really didn't pay attention to these thousands of people.

Even if you can't beat it, you can walk away calmly.

Now the elite group of 500 people led by the fifth rank and Mr. Jing are facing each other head-on, and they can't get away at all.

The rest are no threat to Su Lun.

Number of people?

For the puppet master, this is not a big threat.

Su Lun watched several soul flames approaching, and naturally realized that it was a sneaking assassin.

He didn't pay attention to it at all, his hands quickly formed the seal of the spell, and his eyes froze: "Puppet Mysteries·Puppet Theater!"

In the next moment, a huge cross appeared in the sky, covering Su Lun and Uta in it.

At the same time, he raised his hand and took out a few space scrolls, pulled them apart abruptly, and softly shouted again: "Solution!"

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom".

The scroll exploded in the air, and suddenly hundreds of weird dolls of different shapes appeared.

They had exaggerated and strange smiles on their faces, staring at the group of hundreds of people in front of them, and let out a piercing "quack quack" laughter from their mouths.

As soon as the puppet army appeared on the stage, together with the tree men who had survived, the disadvantage of Su Lun's party was instantly made up for.

Seeing the overwhelming appearance of puppets, it was obvious that for the third time, the faces of everyone in Lu Tuan showed unimaginable expressions of horror.

They just found out,

There are three people in front of me,

All three are monsters!

Before doing it, the slave catchers thought they had an absolute advantage.

Looking at it now, it really feels like poking a hornet's nest.

Poke it, and hundreds of them will pop up!

"That guy is the puppet master who severely injured the 'Sun Hunting Group' before!"

"Damn it, the rumors are actually true! Celt and his group fell into the hands of a mysterious puppeteer, this guy!"

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At this moment, looking at the puppet army in front of them, those people finally understood who they met.

They had heard rumors that a puppet master could control hundreds of puppets, but they still didn't believe it.

Believe it now.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Rune spooks joined the battlefield overwhelmingly, even Mr. Jing looked slightly sideways.

During the battle, she took the time to take a look, and there was a touch of appreciation in her eyes.

It's been a long time since I saw each other, but as soon as we met, my junior brother gave her a big surprise.

However, Su Lun's current method is not just a puppet.

Those guys on the opposite side also know the trickiness of the puppet master, but if they kill the manipulator, everything will be solved.

So at the moment when Su Lun summoned the puppet, dozens of stealthy assassins approached. There is even a Tier 4 professional among them.

They not only wanted to kill Uta, but also aimed at Su Lun.

Su Lun also pretended that he hadn't noticed it at all, pinched the Warlock Seal again, and murmured in his heart: "Replanting Clothes Unravel!"

As soon as the third-order colonial outfit [spiritual tentacles] was untied, his spiritual power was transmitted along the silk thread in the field.

Waiting for the dozens of sneaks to enter the control range of the puppet theater at this moment, Su Lun was ready to do it immediately.

The puppeteer already possesses super strong spiritual power. Under normal circumstances, even if he feels the fluctuation of mental power, no one will feel that something is wrong.

However, there are also professionals of various perception systems in the group of 3,000 people. When Su Lun's surgery was activated, someone suddenly shouted: "No, don't get close to him! There are many lines of spiritual power around him! "

Hearing this explosive shout, the Tier 4 assassin reacted extremely quickly, and he didn't know what method he used. In a blink of an eye, he retreated a hundred meters.

Unfortunately, before the other assassins had time to react, they suddenly found that they had lost control of their bodies, and they emerged from stealth.

Those who are manipulated want to struggle and escape by will,

But where would Su Lun give them a chance?

The moment he controlled the opponent, Su Lun stood in place, put a knife on his neck with his right hand, and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

In the next second, a terrifying scene happened.

More than twenty controlled assassins pulled out their daggers in unison, and then, as if uncontrollably, they swiftly wiped their necks.

"Tear~"

The sound of skin and flesh being cut in unison resounded instantly.

Although it was subtle, everyone's necks shivered when they heard it.

In an instant, as if the fierce battle in the camp had been paused, everyone's eyes were fixed on the more than twenty corpses lying in a pool of blood.

There were huge gaps on the neck of the corpse, and blood spurted like a fountain.

In this instant, more than twenty people were killed.

Everyone in the audience was shocked by this method.

The only fourth-tier assassin who escaped also stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief.

He looked at the corpse, and then instinctively turned to the cloaked man with the ferocious spider spear behind him. At the very moment when they looked at each other, he didn't see clearly the face covered by the cloak, but saw a flash of light like a monocle.

Just looked at this one more time.

The assassin had no chance to escape.

[Robert's monocle] can create real illusions, provided that the caster has personally experienced it.

This feature is a bit tasteless to most illusionists.

After all, you have never died, and the illusion you cast will at most torture your opponent. If you can handle it yourself, chances are others can too.

Moreover, the mental power consumed by the operation is not low.

Usually, it's not some "pervert" who has been tortured, and the illusion effect with these glasses is not very good.

At least, it's hard to kill someone.

But for Su Lun, the degree of fit is very high.

Because he has the [Death Harvester] talent.

He has stripped away too many people's feelings when they died, such as shooting, knife killing, poisoning, burning, freezing. He alone has experienced countless real horror feelings.

Therefore, the illusions he creates are definitely more profound and real than others.

It was the moment the two looked at each other, and Su Lun created a painful phantom of "burning flames" for that guy.

Flame burns are continuous injuries, and people will continue to feel that kind of indescribable extreme pain.

The assassin took a look, and immediately showed severe pain on his face, and let out a hysterical cry of pain from his throat: "Ah!!!"

No one knew that the assassin was looking at himself at this moment, his skin was cracked and blackened, and even his breath burst out a flame that burned his heart

It's a desperate pain.

This continuous pain illusion made his mental strength suffer continuous torture, and his body also instinctively secreted a large amount of chaotic hormones.

Even if he survived without dying on the spot, the continuous torture made his body completely lose its fighting power.

It was this continuous scream that made the hearts of the slave hunters in the camp tremble.

Everyone in the slave hunting group looked at Su Lun, who was wearing a cloak, and finally, fear appeared in the eyes of more and more people.

Even worse than seeing the seventh-order Mr. Mirror.

On the battlefield, you are not afraid of encountering strong enemies.

No matter how strong, there are ways to deal with it.

Afraid of enemies that are completely incomprehensible.

The fear of the unknown makes people instinctively timid.

Su Lun's mental manipulation to kill, and the way to kill with a stare, made all the enemies in the camp feel hairy.

The camp of the Narwhal Slave Hunters is just beside the Emerald Sanctuary.

When Su Lun, Mr. Jing and Youta broke into the camp, the Daru people in the Holy Land naturally heard the movement.

They thought it was those nasty hunters who were testing the restrictions of the Holy Land, so they ignored it.

But listening to the sound of guns and guns in the secret realm, they immediately realized something was different.

In the tree house, the patriarch deer, mother-in-law wolf and a group of elders are still discussing the current crisis.

But suddenly, they found a very strong force of nature gushing out of the tree house.

The elders were all amazed.

"Sacred tree. It seems to be answering some kind of call?"

"No, someone mobilized the power of nature in the Holy Land!"

"How is it possible, even if it's you, the patriarch."

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Such an exaggerated force of nature is definitely not something that any Daru people can mobilize at present.

Even they who are here can't do it.

The elders didn't understand what happened, and walked out of the tree house one after another.

Seeing this, everyone was immediately shocked on the spot.

Not only the natural power of the sacred tree, but also the muddy yellow earth element of the earth, the light blue water element of the river, and the breeze. All kinds of elements in the holy land gathered into a sky full of colorful clouds, which were gathering towards the southeast cliff.

When Patriarch Lu saw this shocking scene, his muddy eyes suddenly trembled with excitement.

He was shaking uncontrollably, and muttered to himself: "This is the power of the holy object! Oh my god, it's been five hundred years, have you finally returned?"

The wolf mother-in-law at the side also thought of something when she saw the vision all over the sky, and her eyes were full of tears, "I heard from the old people that only when the holy object [Dagda's Magic Pot] appears, the Holy Land Only then will the sky be full of colorful rays of light, is it because my family's holy relics have returned?"

All the elders were dumbfounded when they heard this.

They looked towards the cliff in the southeast again, their eyes were full of hope.

Could it be that the great God of Nature answered their prayers and a miracle happened?