Mechanical Alchemist

The battle in the central arena of the Moros city-state is raging.

The commotion there attracted the attention of almost everyone in the city, and more and more people watched the excitement.

This time, the North Sea Fleet mobilized three full squadrons of pirates, plus the troops that could have been mobilized in the city, the total number exceeded 200,000.

These people are continuously gathering from all directions in the city, enclosing the huge arena tightly.

At the same time, in the Mammoth Tavern in Beicheng.

Here is where Vikings like to gather in pirate taverns.

The decoration of the tavern is simple and rough, with deer head specimens hanging on the mottled walls, as well as axes and shields that symbolize force. The window is full of all kinds of fine wines.

There is a big battle in the city, but the tavern is full of a group of burly bearded pirates. They have brown bear-like thick hair, ferocious tattoos, wear mail armor and various animal skin armor, and there are Vikings' favorite ax weapons beside them.

At the bar of the tavern, a Viking giant with a height of three meters was sitting there drinking.

He has a big brown beard all over his face, wears animal skin battle armor with simple patterns, and a dark golden horned iron helmet, and the unique war totem of the Vikings is tattooed on his bare skin. A pair of tiger eyes were not angry and prestige, and the domineering aura of the top powerhouse suppressed the entire tavern.

This person is the "King of the North Sea" Oleg J. Popov who is the most wanted by the Luying Bounty Hunters Union, with a bounty of 8.477 billion!

Even after becoming a king, the great pirate's habits were the same as before, and he still liked to drink freely.

The wine glass in his hand was a special vessel inlaid with various precious stones. Upon closer inspection, it was a complete human skull.

Vikings liked to use the skulls of powerful enemies as drinking bowls.

And the wine bowl in Oleg's hand was the head of Osborne Wilder, one of the "Ten Legendary Bounty Hunters" fifteen years ago.

The Temple of Agapanon was destroyed by a meteorite, and all the Vikings looked very unhappy. They have almost the same beliefs as the Romans. The Romans were like domestic children, and the Vikings were like free-range wild children.

Faith is destroyed, this is a life and death enmity.

But the battle started, but Oleg did not join the battle.

After all, there is no need for him to fight at that level.

But until the moment just now, the news that Onis was killed came from the communicator. The Viking king seemed to have sensed something and stood up suddenly.

It wasn't because a son was killed, but his intuition gave him a strong sense of crisis!

Mr. Mirror has been wandering around town.

She came to the city-state of Moros once a thousand years ago, but the city was not so prosperous at that time.

Seeing the meteorite appear, she also knew that it was almost time to go shopping, so she found an inconspicuous tavern next to the central square of the city, sat by the window, and enjoyed the scenery outside the window.

It happened that this road was waiting on the only way from the Mammoth Tavern in the North City to the Arena in the South City.

The business of the tavern was very poor, and there were few outsiders. The owner of the tavern had long noticed this elegant and mysterious woman.

A few snoopers from unknown forces came and stared at her cautiously, but Mr. Jing also turned a blind eye.

She just sat quietly by the window, sipping a glass of North China's specialty spirit from time to time. Sometimes he frowned slightly. I don't know if the wine is too strong, or the taste of this wine is slightly different from that of thousands of years ago.

Whether it was the falling meteor or the battle in the arena, no one else saw any strangeness on her cold, arrogant and beautiful face.

The commotion of the fighting in the arena became louder and louder, and the sound of guns resounded throughout the city, and panic spread rapidly in the city.

She still sat there quietly, as if all the bustle had nothing to do with her.

But this peace didn't last long, and was suddenly broken.

A group of Vikings rushed from the North City.

As soon as he arrived at the central square, Oleg, who was wearing a golden horned helmet, seemed to sense something and stopped suddenly.

His eyes scanned like a falcon, and he locked on the cold and arrogant woman who was drinking by the window.

Mr. Jing looked sideways slightly, and glanced at the group of Vikings, his expression still calm.

Ben has been waiting for a long time.

It really reached the eighth level, and the intuition was terribly accurate.

When Oleg saw Mr. Jing, his eyes shrank suddenly, and he immediately realized that this was a powerful enemy.

The pirate king of the North Sea didn't say a word of nonsense. He held a huge mace in his hand and slammed it down ahead of him.

The violent ice method quickly condensed in the air, and the piercing chill quickly spread, and elegant ice flowers were condensed in the air visible to the naked eye. When the mace blessed by that terrifying force was swung, it directly tore out black cracks like spider webs in the void. Before the stick fell, the fountain in the central square of the city was frozen into an ice sculpture visible to the naked eye. The sound of "click" and "click" dense ice cracks can be heard everywhere in the ears.

Oleg, the King of the North Sea, who hadn't fought in person for a long time, used 100% of his combat power as soon as he met him.

This also stunned the Viking warriors behind him.

But before the stick that was so strong that everyone saw it turned pale, there was a flash of light, and there was no sign of Mr. Jing by the window of the tavern. A beautiful figure instantly appeared in front of Oleg with a mirror flash without fear. At that moment, she stood on one foot, lowered her body's center of gravity, and at the same time kicked her right foot round and round towards the sky.

There was a "bang", like the crisp sound of iron bars touching each other.

This kick just hit the third point of the mace.

At the touch, the space is like a shattered mirror, cracking a cobweb-like gap.

At this moment, the picture seemed to freeze.

Under the dumbfounded gazes of the onlookers, those slender legs unexpectedly took the stick firmly.

How can it be!

An unbelievable thought came to everyone's mind: Someone actually took the full blow of the North Sea King Oleg head-on? !

After a moment of stalemate, the energy of the collision of the two eighth-order powerhouses burst out.

Just like the violent shock wave that poured into the city when the meteor was drunk before was staged again, the moment the two of them fought, a surging shock wave exploded in all directions. The shock waves that contained the terrifying law of ice and the law of strength collided, forming a terrifying power like a bankrupt. The buildings with a radius of several hundred meters collapsed in a dense rumble, and heavy snow fell in the sky in an instant.

Oleg watched his blow being blocked, his tiger eyes shot fiercely, and he swept down again with another stick.

Mr. Jing wore a long black dress with slits and a close-fitting black dress, which was elegant even in battle. The long and slender legs slid in a beautiful arc in the air, and then another kick, cleverly receiving Oleg's second stick. With the help of the huge force poured from that stick, her delicate and delicate body jumped up into the sky lightly, and a layer of invisible energy lingered on her legs, and she took advantage of the momentum to hang her legs down.

This gentle and peaceful kick was mixed with the momentum of thunder and thunder.

Oleg swung his arm above his head to block it, and there was another muffled "pop", and a wave of air visible to the naked eye spread hundreds of meters away, flying sand and rocks.

The huge force poured down from above, and the ground where the Viking giant stood was cracked inch by inch, and his body was smashed into the ground half a meter deep by this kick.

"Roar!"

Oleg roared upwards like a wild beast, and his muscles swelled visibly with the naked eye. The blue veins were swollen, the muscles rolled under his skin like giant pythons swimming, and the bones also made a crackling sound.

The moment he roared, a faint blood red lingered on his body surface.

Looking at it again, Oleg has changed from a height of three meters to a berserk giant of five meters.

These are the two bloodline talents of the Vikings, Berserk and Huge.

That's why they are called,

Viking Berserker!

Viking Giants!

Just two face-to-face fights, Oleg has already determined that this is an opponent that he has to go all out.

After going berserk, his strength soared several times. When he squeezed his fist, the same cold icy energy lingered around his arms. He swung his arm violently, and the stellar energy condensed on his fist, tearing and distorting the air around him, and blasted out.

Mr. Jing nimbly backflips again and again, avoiding the charged punch.

The force of that fist blasted straight for a hundred meters, forming a tornado of airflow visible to the naked eye in the air, and even smashed the statue of the God of War in the middle of the square.

"Boom!"

The stone statue fell to the ground, shaking the earth.

Mr. Mirror's ability is "mirror mirror imitation", she is very good in spells and melee physical skills.

From the beginning to the end, she looked as usual.

As soon as he stood firmly, he kicked the ground and rushed forward again. The long black dress fluttered in the air, and she kicked in the air, stabbing Oleg's lower abdomen, and made a dull sound like a "boom" when she touched a bell.

This is not just two people fighting, but more like two majestic volcanic air engines colliding together.

With every touch, the two berserk energies will trigger a terrifying energy explosion.

After just a few face-to-face encounters, the central square, which was lined with magnificent buildings in the past, was in a mess. The buildings fell in pieces, and the movement was exaggerated to the extreme.

This fluctuation also instantly spread to the whole city!

Suddenly there was a thunderous noise in the city, and the fierce battle that broke out in the central square naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the city.

All the intelligence personnel and war reporters who were watching the fighting in the arena looked horrified at the half of the sky that had turned into the cold winter.

"What's going on, who is doing it at the central square?!"

"That's Oleg's domain [Extremely Cold Country], someone intercepted Oleg!"

"How is it possible! Oleg is an eighth-level powerhouse, who can stop him? This dawn group is just a rookie group, how can there be eighth-level professionals?"

"Your Excellency, the editor-in-chief, the intelligence agents near the central square have confirmed that the person who shot was an eighth-rank powerhouse whose origin is unknown! It is suspected to be the leader of the dawn regiment, 'Mirror'!"

"No wonder they dare to confront the Beihai Fleet head-on. It turns out that they have top-notch experts behind them!"

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Everyone couldn't believe it.

After all, eighth-level professionals are all big names on the Megatron side.

There are countless eighth-level powerhouses in Lu Ying, and it is impossible to appear out of thin air.

At this moment, the intelligence departments of all parties realized that this "Dawn Squad" was not a small group of newcomers, and probably had a lot of background!

Only then did everyone realize that things seemed to be about to change drastically.

On the other hand, Ekaterina, who was watching the battle from the tower, also saw the movement of the battle in the central square, and the shock in her crystal eyes was equally serious. There is also a factual report of the intelligence personnel on the battle.

Her eyes flickered frequently, as if she had guessed something, she said to herself: "Overbearing body, this 'Mr. Mirror' is actually an eighth-level professional. In this way, her identity should be a certain important person thousands of years ago." gone."

From the time she met Su Lun in the city before, Ekaterina guessed that the leader of the dawn regiment was coming.

But she didn't expect that Mr. Jing was so powerful!

Isn't it the seventh rank in intelligence?

You can see the fluctuation of the law from a distance, not only is it not weaker than Oleg, but she even completely suppresses it because of some special abilities!

But the shock here hadn't been digested by everyone, and at this moment, an abnormal situation appeared in the battle in the arena.

The old butler at the side shouted urgently: "Miss, look, there is another big commotion in the arena! It's unbelievable. How could that guy perform such an exaggerated technique!"

Ekaterina looked over, watching the huge cross in the sky spreading at an astonishing speed.

Under the cover of the spell, Su Lun is controlling everything with a kingly attitude.

She raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and murmured thoughtfully: "It's really amazing."

In the arena, Su Lun condensed that incomparably huge cross.

[Lamenting Witch Hair] As long as there is enough spiritual power, it can be extended infinitely. At this moment, invisible silk threads are also winding all over the sky, quietly covering the entire arena.

The pirates from the North Sea Fleet are still frantically pouring in. They plan to use the crowd tactics to kill the Dawn Corps.

But now that this spell is out, it is impossible.

The place covered by the cross is his puppet theater.

This will be a place of great terror to the enemy!

The timing of Mr. Jing's battle over the central square was just right, Oleg was stopped, and Su Lun no longer had to worry about it.

He raised his hand and tore several space scrolls, and said lightly: "Puppet Art Thousand Machines!"

All of a sudden, all kinds of strange runes burst out of the storage space and protected him.

Looking at the number, it is estimated that there are more than a thousand.

They either stand twisted or hang in mid-air. The weird blushing smiling faces looked at the surging pirates, the wooden jaws and joints cracked, forming a piercing sound.

Not only the rune puppets, but also dozens of mechanical armors.

The leader is that the flaming armor is exactly the repaired [Major General-level Magic Blade X1 Mechanical Armor]. There are also the finished products captured by the previous submarines, and the broken trophies captured by the Void Secret Realm. They were cobbled together into this first legion of mechanical puppet warriors in Suelun's war factories.

This is almost all the puppets in Su Lun's inventory, and it is also the limit number that he can perfectly control at present.

At this moment, [Great Horror Theater] gave him a stage to show the limits of his puppetry.

As soon as the mechanical puppet army of Su Lun appeared on the stage, dozens of mechanical warriors holding heavy shields quickly assembled into a square formation.

At the same time, they also raised the muskets and cannons on the mechanical arms.

The group of pirates looked at the dark gun muzzle, and they were all confused: Where did this group of mechanical armor come from?

Tens of thousands of pirates have poured into the arena, and they are densely packed at each passageway.

Su Lun controlled the mechanical armor and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

In an instant, flames of various colors sprayed out from the muzzle of the gun.

"Tap", "Tap", "Tap".

Alchemy bullets poured out from barrels of various calibers, densely packed like a violent storm, and there was no way to avoid it.

As for the ammunition consumption of hundreds of millions of lisuo every minute?

The former Su Lun may have more than enough energy.

But after he came out of the sea ruins and got a large amount of treasure, he also had the confidence to spend extravagantly.

And because he has a war workshop that sustainably manufactures ammunition!

The pirates are so dense that you can hit a few if you shoot anywhere in the passage.

"ah"

"Damn it, shield! Shield!"

"Who the hell tell me, what's going on with Mafa's mechanical armor?!"

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After a round of focused fire, a group of pirates were killed in desperate screams.

The direction pointed by the guns of the mechanical puppet army must be a purgatory-like bloody scene.

The flesh and blood limbs were exploded by the alchemy bomb into a cloud of blood mist.

And it wasn't just the Mechanical Armor Legion, Su Lun's Puppet Legion also took advantage of the chaos to kill them.

Because the puppet army is controlled by him alone, there is no problem of cooperation and communication. All puppets can launch precise attacks towards targets within the range at the moment his thoughts arise.

Very efficient.

After the firepower was suppressed, a wide range of [wailing and screaming] reverberated in the arena, and the low-level occupations were in a trance for a moment, and the puppet army began to harvest.

A thousand rune puppets who are not afraid of life and death are as powerful as thousands of pirates.

As soon as you start, you will do your best!

Not only the rune puppets of the melee system, Su Lun also hid many [Siren Banshee Dolls] among the puppets and threw them into the corpses of the pirates.

No one noticed that the wide-ranging infrasound waves were resonating with the internal organs of the pirates on a large scale. As time went by, the damage would become greater and greater, and even lead to a large-scale sudden death at a certain moment.

Moreover, with the passage of time, the witch's hair has spread to every corner of the arena, and Su Lun has become more and more comfortable in controlling the puppet army.

His brain was running at high speed, calculating various details of the battle. With the power of one person, tens of thousands of pirates were involved, and he forced back the disadvantages of the dawn regiment before!

The people of the North Sea Fleet were beaten into a daze.

Even though there were less than ten enemies, how did this suddenly increase by a hundred times!

Moreover, it is obvious that only Mafa has mechanical armor, so how come the enemy also has it?

The super fire suppression of the mechanical warriors was vividly displayed at this moment, and the muzzle of the guns would inevitably fly with broken limbs and arms. Even if the fourth- and fifth-tier professionals were set on fire, few survived.

Not only were the enemies dumbfounded in shock, but the "Blood Duke" Moore Wordsworth, the descendant of Mr. Mirror, was also full of disbelief.

He didn't know Su Lun before, and he joined the war because of the order of the ancestor. Thinking that he was the ancestor's younger brother, he had a high opinion of him. But in his opinion, no matter how powerful he is, he is only a Tier 5 professional, and he may have to take care of him during the battle.

But seeing the scene in front of him, he realized how ridiculous his previous thoughts were.

The fighting power of this young man named "Su Lun" is ridiculously exaggerated.

exaggerated to.

He, an eight-hundred-year-old vampire, felt incredible!

In terms of individual strength, Su Lun is not impressive in this kind of melee.

It's probably at the level of a Tier 6 professional.

But as soon as his puppet army came out, it immediately shocked the audience!

There is no one present who is more capable of killing than him,

Including their two quasi-eighth-level professionals and any seventh-level professionals!

Su Lun alone is worth tens of thousands of people.

No matter in which era, a great puppet master who can control thousands of puppets at the same time is very rare, and they are all top experts.

But he's only at level five.

How strong will the future be?

Seeing the mechanical puppets moving in a uniform manner again, this old antique also felt a feeling that the times had changed.

As soon as Su Lun's puppet army came out, the pressure on Barrett and the others suddenly eased.

Similarly, these high-end combat forces of the Dawn Regiment can better hold back the enemy's mid-to-high battles, and also create a safer output environment for Su Lun.

The North Sea Fleet was caught off guard by Su Lun's puppet army, and tens of thousands of people were killed or injured in a few encounters.

Everyone knows that as long as the puppet master is killed, all this will be reversed immediately.

Various spells and muskets also focused on Su Lun.

But with the gargoyle guarding him, the gargoyle can use its burly body to block all those long-range attacks, whether it is spells or bullets. Even if a Tier 6 professional came to sneak attack, they would definitely not get any benefit.

What's more, Su Lun's own life-saving ability is also extremely strong, how can he be so easily targeted?

On a normal day, if he controlled so many puppets in high-intensity battles at the same time, his dark spiritual power would have been exhausted long ago.

【Rune King Kong】need to consume dark power

The more threads the more consumed.

It also takes a lot of dark energy to control the puppet

Now, those problems don't exist anymore.

With [Isaac's Alchemy Heart] providing a steady stream of dark spiritual power, he is like a tireless fighting machine, strangling ruthlessly.

The mechanical warriors continued to output, and the people from the North Sea Fleet took out all kinds of heavy shields and assembled a hundred-man army to attack Su Lun.

This kind of panacea tactic "turtle battle formation" on a large battlefield is very easy to use. The heavy armor and shield battle are outside, and the output professional protection is inside, which can well block gun attacks.

Once the target is besieged within a specific range, sooner or later it will be able to be besieged and killed.

From the looks of it right now, whether it is a rune puppet or a mechanical puppet, it is very obvious that they are restrained by the shield formation.

It's a pity that Su Lun's enhanced version of [Puppet Theater] doesn't just rely on puppets to kill people.

Shields can stop bullets, but they can't stop silk threads.

The cross in the sky is still hanging down with the witch's hair.

Those pirates also discovered those transparent energy lines.

But there is nothing to be found.

The area covered by the thread is too wide, if they really want to avoid it, they can only withdraw from the arena completely and stop the siege.

It was when these cannon fodder corps approached that a transparent silk thread penetrated the gap in the shield and touched the pirates.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Su Lun's eyes froze, "Spiritual Alchemy · Limb Deprivation!"

Countless transparent silk threads instantly turned into entities, and the signal of [spiritual tentacles] has been transmitted along the silk threads.

A high-ranking pirate discovered something and quickly shouted: "Be careful with those silk threads!"

Unfortunately, the reminder is useless.

Silk threads have spread all over every corner, and in the theater, Su Lun is the only one in control!

[Spiritual tentacle] controls a large number of targets, and professionals above the third level may not be able to do it.

But in the North Sea Fleet, low-level members accounted for 80%!

The high-level professionals found the thread, and it was very easy to tear and cut it, but the low-level professionals were controlled in an instant.

Su Lun took control of their body nerves and sent out uniform nerve signals.

Before those whose limbs were controlled could react, their heads looked at their bodies uncontrollably holding the knives and guns in their hands, hitting their temples or necks.

In an instant, those hundreds of shield formations collapsed in a large area.

A wave of hundreds of people, a wave of hundreds of people

With Su Lun's attack, thousands of lives were reaped.

What's more, when those people with shields died, the formation was chaotic, and the mechanical puppets sometimes covered them with firepower, and killed them all in an instant.

Now that the silk thread has killed another wave, Su Lun no longer hides it.

With an endless supply of threads available, the true horror of his theater comes into play.

Silk threads will appear in any corner, restraining, strangling, controlling, and some sharp cutting threads, all of which are sharp weapons for harvesting human lives.

As long as it was within the scope of the theater, Su Lun was in control of everything.

The thread is his "tentacle", which can sense, control and kill.

Until now, the people in the North Sea Fleet suddenly realized that the greatest threat of death was not the quasi-eighth-level old vampire, nor the seventh-level Barrett and others, or the female sword master with three-level talent.

Instead, it was Su Lun of the fifth rank.

The masters of the seventh rank were restrained from each other, and the puppet army controlled by Su Lun was almost invincible.

They are not afraid of life and death, no pain, no fear, unified order

Two hundred thousand enemies does not mean that two hundred thousand must be killed. Often after tens of thousands are killed, the morale of the army will collapse.

Especially the rabble of pirates in the North Sea Fleet, after several rounds of tactics, their offensive was not as good as before.

The eight-armed spider spear behind Su Lun controls the silk thread. He has a black sickle in one hand and a black rune umbrella in the other. With a gargoyle beside him, ordinary pirates can't think of any way to kill him.

Instead, Su Lun was still killing the pirates of the North Sea Fleet of the Reaper.

Once the North Sea Fleet's morale is broken, they will be able to find opportunities to break through.

The battle in the arena is in full swing, and the movement in the central square is also shattered.

The battle in the city-state of Moros has always been followed by various people who eat melons.

I thought it was an ambush without any suspense, but I didn't expect so many accidents to happen.

That's all for the Dawn Group's strong men to appear one after another, and now a mysterious eighth-level strong man appeared, who actually stopped Oleg!

However, when everyone thought that the Liming regiment was going to break through, they actually chose to stand up and output!

As soon as he turned his face, he saw a fifth-order puppet master killing all directions in the arena.

This was even more shocking than seeing that mysterious eighth-level professional.

Because the combat power of that puppet master has subverted people's perception of normal fifth-tier professionals.

"My God, what kind of puppetry is this? One person can control thousands of puppets. Is this something a fifth-tier professional can do?"

"This guy probably killed tens of thousands of people. It's too scary."

"What kind of freaks are these dawn groups, one after another, why haven't I heard of them before?"

"As long as Oleg can't kill that mysterious eighth-level, the North Sea Fleet will probably suffer a big loss this time. Hehe, there are eighth-level powerhouses in the Dawn Regiment. No matter where they go in the future, those who want to move them will have to weigh themselves Is it enough?"

"After today, this 'Dawn Regiment' will become famous."

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A piece of explosive information about the battle was also spread out in real time.

It can be expected that this previously unknown "Dawn Regiment" will definitely shock the world after this battle.