Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 387: Gift of Destiny
"What, what's going on?"

Oliver's young face was filled with panic. Lacking knowledge and experience, he had no idea what was going on.

Just then, Fudi walked in.

"I just heard that you got something good?
What is it? Take it out and have a look."

"S-Sir...

That thing just now is gone!"

Oliver said stubbornly.

Fudi was furious: "Those were the materials that were lost from the Antonella Opera House some time ago!
There were rumors that the supplies contained something with extraordinary powers, and that the mob rushed in and stole it...

What, you were tempted by the word Chaofan and wanted to keep it for yourself instead of handing it over?"

“That’s not the case, sir!
It…it melted into my body…”

Oliver explained with a cold sweat.

"what?"

Fudi was furious when he heard this.

Suddenly, he rushed up and kicked Oliver away.

With a bang, his body hit the opposite wall heavily.

Fudi said coldly: "I brought you out of the orphanage, trained you carefully, and nurtured you...

That's how you repay me, huh?"

"You...please listen to my explanation..."

Oliver said with a bit of grievance, holding his stomach.

"You bastard, you still dare to quibble!"

Ferdie walked up and slapped Oliver hard in the face.

Oliver's face was pale and a little annoyed.

That's it again!

If you disagree, take action!
The boy's heart was filled with rage, but because of long-term discipline, he could only suppress this anger.

Suddenly, a negative emotion seemed to touch a certain heartstring, and a strange power urged the extraordinary seed of the Lord of Black Mist in the body to turn into billowing thick smoke and evaporate.

Fu Di looked at the smoke coming out of the boy's head in surprise. Immediately afterwards, a human-shaped shadow several meters tall enveloped him. The black acid mist condensed from strong acid and corrosive gas was as solid as a substance.

This force quickly alarmed the people nearby, and even Moonves came over.

"More than 10 degrees!"

He only took a look and was stunned.

"This is already the mental strength of a first-level life form!"

In an instant, a black shadow passed by.

Fudi's figure flew backwards and crashed into the opposite wall.

"Be bold!"

The evil god's loyal followers who had been trained swarmed over him, and all kinds of attacks fell on his vital points.

But something happened that surprised them greatly.

No matter how much swords and knives hit him, Oliver seemed unaffected.

His body seemed to have a strange, ethereal quality.

"Is this the divine form of a saint?
The completion level seems to be quite high...

At least 95% of physical damage is exempted!
I just don't know how it's resistant to intangible elemental damage and other magical powers."

Moonves looked interested.

Oliver quickly recovered from his surprise and fought back against his former colleagues and competitors.

The human body is fragile, and life and death are just a matter of seconds.

As he stabbed with the sword one after another, those who dared to attack him were quickly killed.

"Hahahaha!"

The young man was covered in blood and laughed out loud towards the sky.

"Wait, wait, don't kill me!
I have no intention of becoming your enemy, and I also know a way to refine and enhance this treasure, which can help you gain even greater power!"

Seeing the young man walking towards him, Muvis, who had been watching from the beginning, pretended to be afraid and revealed the secret of a blood sacrifice ritual.

"Do you know what that is?"

The boy looked surprised.

"That is God's grace, a gift from fate!"

Moonves told me so. …

"one two three……

one two three! "

Boom!

Accompanied by uniform shouts, an iron fence was broken by the crowd's combined efforts.

In an instant, the iron gate opened and people poured in.

"You...what are you doing?"

The man of the house held a long sword, and together with the servants in the mansion, they held various weapons and watched the refugees rushing in nervously.

Everyone's emotions were getting more and more excited, and they were holding all kinds of simple "weapons" in their hands, ready to rush in and completely loot the place.

After a while of confrontation, a leader emerged from among the refugees.

"We want food!"

"You, you are robbing!"

The male host scolded angrily, and at the same time gave him a lesson, feeling disappointed with his son.

"Why would you become a robber when you have hands and feet?"

Many people in the crowd suddenly showed expressions of shame or reflection.

But after a moment, these emotions disappeared along with the hunger in my stomach.

"Oh!"

A fist-sized stone hit his forehead, and he screamed, interrupting all his words.

"The fruits of our labor have been snatched away. No matter how hard we work, it's useless!"

"Just like when you're hit, you scream in pain and get angry..."

“We’ll be angry too!”

"It's come to this. There's no point in saying anything. Either hand over the food or die!"

"Boss, stop talking nonsense to him!

A pampered master like this will never sympathize with us!

Kill him and go south to join the rebels!"

"Yes, kill him!"

"kill him!"

People seemed to have lost their rationality long ago, and animality completely overshadowed humanity.

After the fierce slogans, the leader was silent for a while and waved his hand.

Immediately, several of the people who shouted the loudest rushed forward, raised their spears, dung forks and other weapons, and stabbed the man with all their might.

In an instant, the male host, who was holding the sword in a very impressive posture, was outmatched and died tragically on the spot.

Amid the screams of women and children, the slaves fled in all directions, but were quickly caught and killed.

A moment later, thick smoke billowed and the mansion was reduced to scorched earth.

……

"Why does it feel like it's getting more and more chaotic? I can't stay in this city anymore!"

On President Street, Roy frowned as he watched a mansion on fire not far away.

"Master, let's run away!"

The black cat Domi floated in the air with great effort, dragging a bucket over, which was filled with various "rare treasures" that it had privately collected.

Snacks, candies, gold bars, silver ingots, stuffed toys...

"Don't panic. Apply friendly fragrance to everyone. I'll set up a magic circle at the door and prepare some food, and then I'll send you off."

Roy said to it.

What happened next was exactly as expected.

The angry crowd came here and encountered extraordinary power and were controlled in an instant.

They believed Roy's words without thinking, and then saw Roy come on the road, hand over several hundred kilograms of food, and leave with satisfaction.

"This gentleman is a kind man!"

"Let's not make things difficult for him."

Roy didn't feel proud at all, but instead frowned.

From what he had just seen, those people were connected by a special spiritual entity, a mysterious power different from that of the Lord of Black Mist or the Evil Judge Uzair, covering their heads like a blood-red flame.

(End of this chapter)