Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 392 Crazy
“It actually worked!”

Noticing this scene, Roy's face showed genuine surprise.

This attribute seems to be quite powerful.

Just a being of this level can refine "all attributes +1"?
This is the measurement method specified by the universal standard of the wizarding world, the Arcane Empire, and other high magic worlds. +1 means a direct addition calculation of 1 degree!

He thought for a moment and called over Atidiya and Planje.

"I have a waist chain here, who wants it?"

"I don't want something so frivolous as this! Besides, I'm a rogue, how could I possibly wear such showy gear?"

As soon as Planjie saw it, she quickly refused.

Atidiya seemed quite fond of it and didn't care whether it was sexy or not.

Because this is something refined by Lord Roy, and it looks pretty good.

Roy gave her the waist chain.

Suddenly, the already elegant and beautiful Attidia became even more beautiful and charming.

Roy first met her 16 years ago.

At that time, Attidia was the captain of the royal guard and was assigned to serve as his personal attendant.

At that time, she was just an 18-year-old girl.

But now, after the transformation of Behemoth's bloodline and the metamorphosis of being promoted to the next level, her figure has become taller, plumper and more mature!

She already possessed a body shape that surpassed Yanila's and the creamy skin of the city lord's wife. In terms of age, she was also in the prime of a powerful centaur.

Perhaps it was because of the charm of the jewelry that Roy couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Cough cough...

Not bad! "

"Humph……"

Planjie looked at it.

But one has to admit that the Centaur Princess looks even more beautiful with this waist chain.

According to human aesthetics, centaurs are somewhat strange, with typical inhuman characteristics of monsters.

This kind of jewelry is perfect for hiding...

Suddenly, Planjie turned her head sharply towards the sky.

"Do you smell anything?"

"This smell hasn't gone away since yesterday. It's the smell of burning coal at the factory... No!"

Roy echoed and suddenly came back to his senses.

A pungent, burnt smell, similar to plastic, drifted over on the wind.

The special power that has been deposited in the air for a long time seems to have accumulated to a critical point.

It finally started to explode!

Roy frowned as he recalled everything he had experienced yesterday, and the uneasy feeling in his heart as if he had overlooked something emerged again.

Suddenly, abnormal fluctuations were heard from the communication crystal.

Roy quickly answered the call, only to see Shellberry appear on the line. He said anxiously, "Sir Roy, this is a big problem."

"What happened?"

"Those heartless mortals actually put a specially made poison into the factory fuel!

Add to that the ritual of setting up the magic circle yesterday to trigger the arrival of the Lord of the Black Mist...

Although interrupted and destroyed, the settled smoke is still thicker than usual...

The combination of these two is a special alchemical reaction.

This is enough to allow the poisonous smoke to settle and fall to the ground efficiently!

This is their backhand...

The real killer weapon!"

After listening to Shellberry's explanation, Roy also looked solemn.

Gases with a density greater than that of air are not uncommon, and combined with such elaborate measures, they could indeed pose a hazard.

"In a case like this, if poison is added to the fuel, what kind of gas might be produced after combustion?"

Roy thought about it and reached out to grab it.

As the mind concentrated, invisible force quickly absorbed a large amount of air.

Then he condensed it through the air and concentrated it into a liquid-like existence.

The [Eye of Hermes] shines, like a ray of light projected into it.

"The identification results are...

Chlorine, phosgene... Damn it, these guys, do they really want to kill the entire city and sacrifice hundreds of thousands or even millions of people?!"

Even though Roy has been promoted to this stage and is a transcendent in the eyes of mortals, he is still not so indifferent to life!

He had to admit that there were differences between people.

Some people kill their own kind without mercy, as if hundreds of millions of lives are just numbers.

"The wind here is blowing towards the city. Today's weather seems to be quite cold. The cold air has further exacerbated the smog deposition!"

Planjie reminded.

"We should be fine, we just feel uncomfortable, but Freya can't resist!"

Roy said.

A mask is not difficult to make with his alchemy level.

But if you think about it carefully, if it's phosgene...

Masks alone are not enough.

They also had to make silver armor on the spot to cover their entire body.

……

Soon, Roy became busy.

He first placed Freya in a safe place, used a magic circle to temporarily resist, and then started from scratch to cultivate artificial flesh skin and weave gold threads.

He still had a sufficient reserve of these miscellaneous materials.

These are all leftover scraps from the past, prepared to be used to repair one's own armor.

In a hurry, he successfully made a smaller set of armor.

Although Freya didn't know what was going on, she was extremely well-behaved and waited there quietly.

It was not until Roy finished the work that a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

What a beautiful armor!

Roy himself was a little surprised, because what he saw with the [Eye of Hermes] actually triggered the [Aesthetic Value] again.

“This amazing probability…

However, this time there is no effect of +1 to all attributes...

Maybe it's because I'm too young and lack the charm to accumulate it for the time being?"

Roy called out and asked Freya to put on the armor.

Coming out of the alchemy room, the visibility outside dropped significantly, and it became as dark as yesterday.

"Oops!"

At this moment, Roy suddenly remembered something and his expression changed slightly.

He felt the movement of the Holy Rose Emblem, and the energy within it was being stimulated.

"Sister Windsorbell's side...

It's been enveloped by poisonous gas!"

He thought for a moment and called for Atidiya.

"You and Planjie take care of this place. I'm going to go to the church to see the nuns."

"Yes."

Atidiya didn't say much and obeyed the instructions meekly.

Not long after, Roy flew through the air and arrived at the church.

Shrouded in this thick black smoke, the entire city was astonishingly silent.

He saw many dead bodies along the way.

This time, the poisonous smoke came quickly and violently, like an invisible god of death reaping the harvest. A large number of people died and corpses piled up.

Due to limited visibility, he couldn't even know the specific casualties.

He just saw souls like fireflies floating up from all directions.

The Lord of Black Mist, the evil god Uzair, and several other unknown demon gods appeared.

They are like gluttonous monsters, feasting around the huge dining table of the city of Aplanni.

A heavy, solemn and strange atmosphere enveloped the room, and the sound of chewing food seemed to be heard in the air.

Roy felt as if he was in an ice cave, feeling the cold to the bone.

Fortunately, those beings are in different dimensions of time and space, and only souls are directly exposed to their field of vision.

There are thousands and thousands of souls around you, and no one will notice you.

Roy sensed the location of the Holy Rose Emblem and hurried towards the church.

(End of this chapter)