Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 500: Careless Thing
squeak...

The old wooden door made an unpleasant friction sound.

The moment Roy opened the door, he smelled a musty smell that suggested no one had lived there for a long time.

The scene inside the house came into view.

This is just an ordinary, messy doghouse belonging to an old widower.

The owner of the house was so poor that he didn't even have any pots, pans, or utensils. There were only a lot of firewood and haystacks piled together in a disorderly manner, making it look like a storage room.

The thatched roof was sparse, letting in spots of light that shone on the dusty ground.

It looks like no one has lived here for quite some time.

"Melina, come out and work."

Roy thought for a moment and summoned Melina down from the magic carpet floating nearby.

Her figure flashed, and she came quickly to his side, rubbing against him affectionately.

Then, under Roy's instructions, he sniffed everywhere.

"How is it, do you smell any human?"

Melina shook her head, seemingly not noticing anything.

"Oh, well, let's go for a walk around the area."

Soon after, Roy appeared in the village.

The appearance of unfamiliar faces aroused great vigilance among the villagers.

They spoke in a dialect that Roy couldn't understand, chattering away in a way that he couldn't understand at all.

"Is there no one who understands the Common Tongue?"

Roy couldn't help but feel a slight headache, realizing that he had relied too much on his extraordinary abilities and had neglected this matter.

However, after hearing Roy's muttering, a younger villager's eyes lit up and he asked tentatively, "Are you...are you the wizard from the city?"

"Yes, I am here to deal with the Heartless."

Roy looked at the young man.

"That's great!"

The young man said quickly.

"He escaped into the mountains, in that direction!"

"I've heard that some mean-spirited locals like to give directions blindly. I hope you're a reliable person and have no bad conscience.

If you go the wrong way, I'll come back and chop off your hands."

Roy looked at him deeply and threatened.

But then, he threw him a gold coin.

Amidst the young man's pale face of fear, he stood up and jumped onto the magic carpet, leading everyone into the mountains.

A moment later, he came to a valley inside, but he was not busy looking for the whereabouts of the old blind man. Instead, he summoned the golem of Ms. Edwin, and then summoned the wizard's mansion, and drove the non-combatants Domi and Freya in.

Then he ordered Planjie to take Melina down to search.

"This guy doesn't listen to me again. He'll definitely disappear in no time."

Planjie complained.

"Just follow me. If you find an enemy you can defeat, do it yourself. If you can't, summon me."

Roy didn't care about anything else and half-lay on the magic carpet, reading a book.

Windsorbell knelt there, just enough to serve as a knee pillow for him.

……

More than an hour later.

In the forest, birds and beasts flew away in fright.

Roy noticed movement in the distance and glanced over.

"Irrelevant."

Keep reading.

However, although Roy seemed relaxed, he was actually still a little distracted and checked the situation in the distance.

Relying on the induction of the "secret mark" on his followers, a picture quickly emerged in his mind.

Planjie was carrying a figure and running towards this side quickly.

After a while, she finally arrived, and the figure in her hand came into Roy's sight.

"Is this the old blind man?"

Roy put away the book and jumped off the magic carpet to investigate. The old man had a haggard face, messy hair like weeds, and skin as gray as paper.

Coupled with his previous blindness, his eyes were empty and lifeless, making him look like a walking corpse.

He was tied up with iron chains by Planjie and was still trying to struggle.

Planjie said to Roy, "They truly possess the power of a high-ranking knight, and they're fearless and unafraid of death. They remind me of the zombies I've seen before."

"This thing is much more powerful than a zombie."

Roy said to her.

"And it's a monster with growth potential. Ordinary zombies can't even compare to it."

He signaled to Planjie to put the other person down and untied the chains.

Soon the old man climbed up with a slight tremor, and suddenly, a beast-like roar came from his throat, and he leaped up and pounced.

A white light flashed in front of Roy, as if an invisible barrier appeared, separating them.

An invisible spiritual force pulled him, and the iron chain behind him came alive, immediately straightening and tightening.

"Nice power."

Feeling the physical strength bursting out of the skinny old man's body, Roy made an evaluation.

Then he tried to attack again, observing his recovery ability which was like super-speed regeneration.

During this period, he even tried to use the Ring of Killick.

It turned out to be useless.

This is not because the Ring is truly ineffective, but because the Heartless who are in a state of domination are still chaotic and evil.

The Chaos Camp and the Lawful Camp are opposed to each other. The power of this magic ring can only control the mind, but has no way to control the chaotic will of this abyss monster.

Finally, the magic power in Roy's palm condensed into something like a glove, and his claws inserted directly into it.

puff……

A light sound was heard.

A fist-sized, dark hole appeared before my eyes.

"I really don't have a heart anymore!"

Planjie walked around to the front and said with some surprise.

"This thing is..."

Roy was slightly stunned when he saw the dark, ink-like thing inside.

He felt an unspeakable evil from within.

A strong malice emanates from it, filled with resentment, anger, despair, fear and other negative emotions.

"This is a spiritual substance condensed from strong instincts and emotions. Its status should be similar to that of the Abyssal Power, but it does not belong to the Chaotic camp. Instead, it tends to be neutral or even lawful!"

This is a strange phenomenon, and it forms a strange contradiction with the chaotic evil observed before.

It seems that it is this opposition between the body and the heart that creates the phenomenon of the heartless.

Roy frowned and looked at it for a while, suddenly remembering the soul pigment black he had refined before.

The two are certainly not the same substance.

But the feeling it brings, as well as the causes and manifestations, are surprisingly similar.

"and many more!"

Roy suddenly remembered "like dissolves like."

This is a phenomenon where substances with similar polarity dissolve more easily in each other.

"In that case, perhaps we can use soul pigment to dissolve it, or even make it into a material with better properties?"

But he had to take this old blind man back to report on his mission. The first careless person he had finally caught did not even belong to him.

Roy thought about it and didn't rush to verify his guess, so he retracted his hand.

After a moment, just like a piece of wax dissolving, the flesh and blood re-glued together at the edge of the broken hole.

Soon, the wound disappeared, as if it had never been opened.

"Powerful self-healing ability!"

Roy nodded secretly.

It is also possible for a heartless person to be "killed". The key lies in the complete loss of the "Taylin" in the heart cavity.

Besides that, whether it's cutting off limbs, breaking the spine, or even chopping off the head...

None of this affects the actions of the walking dead.

(End of this chapter)