Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 874 Mirror Disaster (4-in-1)

After successfully merging with and upgrading the demon, Roy's next focus was on further strengthening the alien witch body.

Now, his bizarre physique can be considered the pinnacle of this genre.

It was also a cutting-edge experimental product.

All the modifications it involves are related to its own talents and the power of advanced monsters.

A level seven foundation, a level six seed of law (immortality), and a whole host of level four and five powers—none of which are things that ordinary people can bear or use.

Therefore, it is necessary to connect with the earth and provide a ladder that even low-level wizards and apprentices can climb.

Only then can the entire set of witchcraft be considered truly complete and be promoted and used by the witch tower or one's own forces.

……

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the shelter.

Roy was instructing several wizards.

"This series of 'alchemy arrays' is the key to mastering..."

Everyone was convinced and took notes of the key points he had highlighted.

After Roy left, everyone began to whisper among themselves.

"This is wonderful, the Grand Wizard himself is giving guidance..."

We're so lucky!

"I never expected that the dimensional battlefield I was assigned to would be like this."

"At first I thought it would be very dangerous!"

Over the years, apprentices and wizards have been placed in the sanctuary here by the Wizard Tower.

Half of them were members of his school, specializing in alchemy, and were taught and mastered this strange sorcerer's body and the complete set of creations.

The other half consisted of non-direct descendants, apprentices, high-ranking knights, and great knights.

These are volunteers who served as test subjects.

This time, it was truly voluntary, without any quotation marks or irony.

Compared to going to the front lines of the battlefield, the fact that apprentices or knights of their background could come here can be considered a stroke of luck.

Even if they are sent out to deal with various monsters, it can only be considered a small-scale battle at best.

By this time, Roy had moved to the other side and was listening to reports from his subordinates about intelligence from various parties.

The main focus is on the recent activities of Palaria and the Monster Association.

In just three years, Palaria rose rapidly to become the most powerful leader in the Monster Association.

He successively subdued more than a dozen small and medium-sized forces, who then openly pledged allegiance to Roy and others.

The addition of wizards further boosted their influence, allowing them to catch up with the Hunter's Guild and the United Containment Organization, which had accumulated over hundreds of years, and become one of the three major powers.

When he learned that Palaria had recently subdued another eccentric and powerful individual who had previously resisted, and that the school of wizards had successfully stripped that individual of his power, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Now we're on the right track!"

Mature subordinates are those who can handle things on their own.

Mature students can also master many witchcraft techniques.

However, news of failure soon arrived.

Roy waved his hand over the magic crystal ball, and after Helena's image appeared on it, he scolded, "What's wrong with you!"

"Master, it's not that I wasn't trying, I just couldn't beat them." The soul-devouring succubus panicked and quickly explained.

"Is a mere scissor demon really that difficult to deal with?" Roy was skeptical.

"His intelligence is over a year outdated. Now it seems he has devoured the host's will and taken control, thus becoming much stronger!"

"Is this so..."

"I would never dare to deceive you!"

Roy still believed that Helena wouldn't dare to deceive him, but he still scolded her with a dark face, making Helena uneasy.

After that, he summoned his trusted followers, Anjali and Beryl, and briefly explained the updated intelligence.

“If Helena can’t handle it, you can. After we eliminate this strange demon, we will have completely taken over a larger area of ​​the southern territory.”

In the future, all team operations will be conducted smoothly, and they will be able to obtain more information on newly emerging small-scale anomalies in a timely manner.

"Yes!"

This time, the two women took matters into their own hands and quickly found the Scissors Demon, resulting in a fierce battle.

The opponent indeed displayed extraordinary strength, seizing an opportunity to cut An Jiali in two, nearly killing her.

However, Anjali, who possesses immortality, launched a counterattack using her own power without activating the Divine Descent Technique.

Helena also coordinated her attack in time, using the "Tearing Sword" to severely damage her opponent.

In the end, the Scissors Demon was no match for them and was successfully defeated.

"damn it!

"You despicable bastards, let me go!"

The scissors demon is unruly and continues to struggle.

But it was no use. Anjali punched him in the head, smashing it open. Then, she used a specially made containment tool to absorb his source matter.

Then, very quickly, he was sent back to the shelter and fell into Roy's hands.

"Seed of Deception - Scissors Kill (Level 5)..."

The peculiar and unorthodox magic is triggered when it conforms to the definition of 'shearing' in the conventional understanding of intelligent beings, thus initiating a breakage judgment...

Cut off all matter…

"No wonder you couldn't beat him, he's definitely got some skills!"

Although Roy had already roughly guessed the power of the Scissors Demon from numerous rumors, he was still slightly surprised when he actually saw this pattern.

Then he smiled with satisfaction.

"Teacher, what are your plans for dealing with this?"

Upon learning that the combatants had captured the Scissors Demon, Masettis and several resident wizards rushed over to observe, and were all quite curious upon seeing it.

"This thing is of a high level, but it's not very suitable for me. So, I'd better make it into a carrier of laws and supply it to the Witch Tower."

This is also to fulfill the request made by the True God Society.

Roy had his own set of standards for judging the value of various supernatural powers.

He didn't intend to keep the power of the Scissors Demon for himself, but rather hand it over and exchange it for something else.

He directed Masatis and others to work while simultaneously imparting knowledge to them.

"The power of laws can be successfully activated when a certain concentration of source matter is achieved..."

The specific concentration is mainly determined by experience.

Appropriate is sufficient.

If you are more confident, you can divide it into more portions.

If you lack confidence, then try to keep it as complete as possible.

At the same time, we must also consider the learning capacity of apprentices; we need to inactivate or seal them.

Therefore, I believe that the soul of this scissor demon can yield at least 32 seeds, enough to supply 32 apprentices at the same time…”

This also involves the concepts of spiritual concentration and the demotion of one's spiritual status.

After the golden soul of the Scissors Demon was diluted by a large amount of soul nectar and divine power, and successfully reduced to an impersonal spirituality at the black iron level, something similar to a mana form and the remnants of the hair demon that it had used before was created.

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"This is really...good stuff!"

After Roy personally oversaw the completion of the first batch of refining, Masettis and others witnessed it firsthand and were deeply impressed.

"I've left most of it for you all, give it a try."

Roy knew that the most important thing for students' growth was practical hands-on experience.

If they monopolize all opportunities, they will have less room to grow.

This is very disadvantageous.

Furthermore, there's no need for me to waste too much time and energy on these small projects.

Let's give it a try.

Massettis and the others were overjoyed and readily agreed to give it a try.

They certainly didn't disappoint, completing the tasks one after another over several days.

Roy inspected everyone's finished products and found that they all had some flaws, more or less.

"If too many are removed, the seeds will be imperfect, and their power will be too weak..."

Conversely, if it contains impurities and is too strong, it can easily pose a danger to the apprentice.

At best, it causes erosion and pollution; at worst, it can be fatal.

These are all things to be aware of.

However, having personally checked and confirmed that there were no major issues overall, Roy still gave everyone a passing grade.

This greatly boosted everyone's confidence and enthusiasm, making them increasingly adept at dismantling and dealing with more strange creatures.

In addition, Roy did not submit all the demon souls, but instead took three of them and made them into three pairs of scissors: one gold, one silver, and one bronze.

"Extraordinary Treasure: Magic Scissors (Level 3/4)..."

The scissors, possessing the power of the Seed of Deception: Scissors Kill, are indestructible and unbreakable...

Able to cut through substances within the third level…

Since its power seed does not involve anything on other conceptual levels, the final product is still the severing of matter.

Roy plans to keep them and, when the opportunity arises, craft them into intelligent alchemical tools.

At that time, the "revitalization technique" and the soul recipe of the [monster demon] will also be used.

"Over the years, I have collected quite a few similar source materials and accumulated some rare treasures..."

These are the truly rare resources!

Roy looked at it and was very satisfied.

At his current stage, ordinary resources are no longer important; ultimately, they need to be associated with some kind of law power, divine fragments, or the like to be truly valued.

……

In the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed.

Roy continued to collect all sorts of strange creatures, categorizing and organizing them, packing them up and sending them back to the Witch Tower, or keeping them for his own use.

The accumulation is becoming increasingly substantial.

Besides continuing to strengthen and refine his hair-wielding demon body, he also conceived another idea: to manifest his hair into an artificial demon god, thereby connecting with the [Pillar Power].

"The benefit of doing this is that it can be passed on and lent to others, just like the power of God!"

At the same time, it can also collect the user's spiritual power to continue strengthening its own abilities!

This pattern resembles the borrowing of divine power and the use of divine magic.

Wizards had long discovered the relationship between the power of the pillars and divine magic, and Roy was certainly aware of it as well.

What he is seeking now is this concept of a demon god, and the subject to which it is connected.

"In addition, during the refining process, I am able to absorb a large amount of spiritual matter and receive a large amount of [Sage's Proverbs] in one go!"

Life is incredibly fast for the immortals. Before they knew it, decades had passed since they last practiced crafting the strange creature Uas and the spherical Sfira.

Roy also had relatively abundant resources, so his own attributes increased to 25600.

With the blessing of the "Words of Wisdom," it has also reached the level of 30000.

He had accumulated a lot of materials for his own advancement, which he could now use up in one go to convert into tangible improvements.

However, in the process, Roy also discovered some difficulties that were completely different from those in the past.

Compared to the previous practice results, the original form of the demonic witch body involved this time is the seventh-level demon god Trix.

At my current level, dealing with and changing the essence of its soul seems somewhat difficult.

But to Roy's own surprise, despite the difficulties, it was indeed manageable...

This is a bit like using a small knife to cut down a big tree.

The metallic nature of a knife is stronger than the woody nature of a tree.

It's just that my own strength is insufficient.

The knife itself wasn't big enough to be turned into a machete or axe.

"My soul essence is more than just level six?"

He really had his doubts.

However, now is not the time to explore this; he focused more on the manifestation of "Teresa" herself.

……

The sky was dim and gloomy.

Long, black hair spread out like a tide, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Every single strand of hair seemed to come alive, twisting wildly in the air.

Like venomous snakes, they coil around the ruins of buildings in the city.

Trees, streets...

Everything.

Pedestrians screamed in terror and fled in all directions, but were quickly swallowed up by the black waves.

Masettis desperately tried to pry the hair wrapped around his neck, only to find that more black hair, like venomous snakes, was crawling into his mouth and nose.

A dry, astringent feeling came from my throat; I wanted to cough but couldn't, and I wanted to swallow but couldn't.

His hands and feet were also tightly bound, and he could not move at all.

His eyes widened in disbelief, only to be completely swallowed by the boundless blackness.

"what!"

Suddenly, Masettis awoke.

"What's wrong with me?
Was that... a nightmare?

With lingering fear, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and got up to go outside.

To my surprise, I discovered that some of the apprentices were also discussing similar matters.

I dreamt of long black hair...

It flooded the city, it flooded the whole world!

"What a coincidence, so am I!"

"My throat still hurts, like I ate a lot of hair."

This was unusual, so Masettis and several wizards quickly found Roy and asked him for the specific reason.

As a result, Roy readily admitted, "It was my power leaking out that affected you."

Don't worry, it should adjust in a while.

Your symptoms will gradually lessen and may even disappear!

Seeing him rubbing his forehead with an innocent expression, looking quite troubled, Masettis and the others were speechless.

With a hint of resentment, they thought to themselves, "Please don't lose control of your power and kill us..."

But they could only bow their heads respectfully.

Roy himself was aware of this problem.

Sometimes, the high priest is the protector of his apprentices and disciples.

But sometimes, it is the greatest threat.

However, there's no way to solve this kind of problem.

She is too strong now. Unless she leaves this world, Trix's power will continue to leak out.

This is not something that can be resisted by ordinary spatial barriers; the only solution is to take complete control as soon as possible.

******
Six months later, in the shelter. "Huh?"

On this day, Masettis woke up and was surprised to find that he had not had any nightmares the night before.

With their current mental strength, they can go for days without sleep, so they won't be easily troubled by nightmares.

But many apprentices and knights couldn't endure that long.

He himself hadn't had a good night's sleep for over a month.

Yesterday, I mustered up my courage and went to sleep again.

Surprisingly, I didn't have any nightmares.

"Was it the protective medicine that he drank that worked, or did the teacher completely control that power?"

With a hint of surprise in his heart, he went out to ask the others.

As a result, they all said that they had not had nightmares either.

"It seems we really succeeded!"

Massettis was secretly delighted.

Afterwards, he went to the experimental garden on the other side to see Roy, and sure enough, he found that Roy had come out and was dealing with some things in the shelter.

“Massetis, you’ve arrived. Perfect timing. Take a look at this intelligence that was just delivered.”

When Roy saw him coming over, he placed a document on the table and said to him.

At the same time, he instructed the apprentices beside him: "You guys keep working."

Curious, Masetti picked up the document and looked at it: "According to the Palaria newspaper, a large number of clones have appeared... Has the threat from Captoprone intensified?"

Roy said, "That's right. Over the years, we have been plundering the world's resources."

Each organization has grown and developed, producing many experts.

But at the same time, Captoprón is also growing.

Masettis thought for a moment: "Is it because creating a Ghost Tamer requires the cooperation of the world's will, and we have plundered too much of the world's will's energy, causing it to weaken?"

This kind of iron-level will has no subjective consciousness; it only has the instinctive response of a paramecium.

In order to save itself, it gradually evolved a mechanism to create demon tamers.

In other words, when native creatures are in danger, they secrete some spiritual energy, which is then bestowed as divine mandate to relieve their distress and save them from peril.

This spiritual energy can temporarily strengthen indigenous individuals who have been corrupted by strange entities, prompting them to undergo a transformation.

The world's will hopes to use them to fight back against the aliens and deal with the threat of Captoprone.

However, Roy and his associates intervened, mass-producing containment devices with characteristics of indigenous bloodlines.

This is tantamount to deceiving the world's will, treating those containment devices as natives, assigning them a destiny, but doing nothing...

Failure to fulfill corresponding duties, detention, breaking the mirror image, etc.

Those things were taken away, and the strange power was broken down and used by the wizards.

"Besides us, the Hunter Association, the Demon Hunter Association, the United Containment Organization, the Monster Association, and so on are also recruiting and strengthening themselves, while neglecting their duty to save the world."

It's like a country that provides too much but contributes too little...

It is necessary to fulfill our obligations towards the monsters, towards Captoprone.

"Teacher, something feels off about what you're saying..."

Massettis couldn't help but complain.

That being said, he also understands that this is for the sake of sustainable development.

Roy also said, "If this world collapses, it won't be good for anyone."

We must save the world!

……

A few days later, in the shelter.

Roy used a magical crystal ball to call a meeting.

Over the years, wizards have come here and done some constructive work.

The spread of witchcraft is secondary; the key issue is the communication network built by these witchcraft base stations.

A moment later, the Hunter Association, the United Containment Organization, and the Monster Association all appeared in the room on time.

They were no longer surprised to see their own magical illusions appearing before their eyes; they were just a little puzzled as to why Roy had summoned them.

Roy didn't explain much about destiny, but simply mentioned the active state of Captoprone.

"That's true, I have indeed noticed an increase in mirror images lately..."

Senex, Gadal, and Ferrodler, as top-tier powerhouses in this world, naturally have their own information channels.

A quick comparison will make it clear.

"Therefore, I propose that everyone hand over the intelligence they have collected, integrate resources, and coordinate their deployment..."

Roy said.

"We need to unite and deliver a heavy blow to Kattoprolon!"

This was undoubtedly for the good of the world, but Senex and the others looked on with amusement.

"Exchanging intelligence isn't a big problem, but how do we legally integrate resources and coordinate their allocation?"

"Of course, my joint containment organization should be the core!"

Containment operations have always been conducted in this way in this world.

"Your Excellency Ferrero, this has never been a given."

"Now our Hunter Association is capable of shouldering the responsibility of saving the world. Organizations large and small in various countries are declining and contributing very little to various affairs..."

"That's all because you hunted too many monsters, and you even recruited many promising talents!"

Speaking of this, Ferrodler couldn't help but get a little angry.

"I'm telling you, do you guys not respect me? Our Monster Association is the organization that is truly capable of shouldering heavy responsibilities!"

Paralia couldn't help but interject.

"Shut up, Palaria. You already have a huge share of the transactions, isn't that enough? You want to take over the leadership?"

Senex and Ferrodler glared at each other.

They weren't actually as superficial as they seemed; they were just using the opportunity to give a warning.

The natives still wanted to maintain their autonomy and did not want to submit too much to the shaman.

Therefore, the first step is to eliminate Palaria, who has completely sided with the wizard, and prevent him from gaining ultimate control.

Roy watched everything clearly from the side, but didn't say much. After they finished arguing, he said, "Anyway, when the danger of Captoprone erupts, it won't ultimately harm us wizards."

This makes a lot of sense, but Ferrodler and the others remained unmoved.

yes……

In the end, it won't be you who get hurt.

You've always been outsiders, so how can we believe you'd genuinely care about Katopulon's future?

Things didn't develop as simply as Roy's call to action, where everyone obediently followed.

Ultimately, the meeting ended in a disappointing fashion.

Masettis couldn't help but curse under his breath, "These natives are so ungrateful!"

Roy said, "Don't be surprised. There are indeed many makeshift operations in this world, but every party and every individual has their own interests."

It's simply not the right time yet.

Massettis asked, "Then what should we do?"

Roy said, "Just make all the necessary preparations for disasters in advance, and they will agree to cooperate when the crisis comes."

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As expected, the situation then escalated, with the mirror disaster becoming increasingly severe.

Over the years, Katoplong has accumulated more and more mirror images, and they have become stronger and stronger.

At first, these mirror images were contained in various sealed places and did not have a significant impact on the lives of the natives.

But over the decades, the harm has gradually deepened, and this impact has begun to manifest itself.

Especially after Roy and others reaped huge profits, the world's will weakened, and the power of the magic mirror Kattopron correspondingly increased.

It can divert more power to mobilize mirror images to attack living people.

In the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed.

An unprecedented mirror disaster has thus broken out.

At the headquarters of the United Containment Organization, alarms suddenly blared.

"Report! The containment facility has been breached!"

"A large number of mirror images have appeared within the park and are breaching the inner defenses!"

Ferrodler suddenly stood up and looked out through the observation window.

The protective shield surrounding the headquarters was covered with countless distorted human figures.

The mirror images surged in like a tide, constantly crashing against the bubble-like walls of the eerie domain, making the entire headquarters appear to be in grave danger.

"Immediately recall all the squads currently stationed outside!"

He ordered in a deep voice.

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a loud bang came from above.

The command post shook violently.

Something has come in...

Upstairs!

A staff member at headquarters shouted in alarm.

Ferrodler's figure flashed, and he had already used the Ghost Domain to teleport up.

When they arrived at the rooftop, they couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Before him stood a senior he knew who had long since died in battle.

This mirror image perfectly inherited the power it possessed in life, and was now using its arm to transform into an iron hammer, violently striking the rooftop floorboards.

Ferrodler looked reluctant, but still quickly attacked, throwing a powerful punch at his opponent.

Ripples spread across the surface of the replica, like the phantom of tiny lenses appearing, and some of the force rebounded, making Ferrodler's arm go numb.

In the end, his power was far greater, and he shattered the clone in an instant.

But in the blink of an eye, more clones, some familiar and some unfamiliar, flew down, each possessing strange powers.

There are too many of them!

Meanwhile, members at headquarters sent out messages in panic.

"Wait! What is that!"

"Oh no, it looks like an incarnation of Captoprone! It's its own mirror image!"

With the appearance of a monster whose entire body was made of mirror shards, the situation on the field underwent an astonishing change.

Wherever it passed, the ground and walls began to become mirrored.

One by one, the team members were reflected in the mirror, and their images slowly began to coalesce, with clones emerging from the mirror.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"Don't let it pull you into the mirror world!"

When Ferrodler saw the monster, his pupils contracted sharply, but then he suddenly realized something and looked sharply to the other side.

But, it's too late.

With another loud bang, the containment unit on the east side of the headquarters was completely breached.

Blinding beams of light burst forth from it, and then they were all absorbed into the mirror world.

Ferrodler was in a daze, as if he had lost his soul, fighting and retreating at the same time.

They barely managed to escape from the fallen headquarters and move to the other side.

Telegrams began to ring out frequently.

In each communications room, a flood of intelligence was being relayed to subordinate agencies, informing them of the situation.

Still shaken, Ferrero was pale and muttered to himself, "How could this happen?"

Beside him, an elderly man with white hair looked somber: "We lost the bet!"

The other person said, "We did lose the bet."

When Roy made his suggestion last time, we all believed his prediction and that Captoprón was recovering...

But they still harbored a sense of wishful thinking, hoping that the disaster would first break out in the territory under their control.

Even at the very least, it's still territory under the jurisdiction of the Hunter Association and the Monster Association.

Unexpectedly, it happened on our turf!

The other members of the organization remained silent.

This situation is actually their own fault.

Their initial thought was that disaster was bound to happen anyway.

When the outbreak occurs in someone else's territory, you have a relative advantage.

At the very least, it can weaken those smaller organizations and civilian forces to prepare for their eventual incorporation.

This is similar to how noble lords are not afraid of years of disaster; when famine strikes and starvation is rampant, it becomes a good opportunity for land consolidation.

The past year had indeed given them a taste of some success.

Unexpectedly, fate dealt him a heavy blow on the head.

Not only did they vomit up everything they had previously ingested, but they also suffered heavy losses.

Ferrodler closed his eyes wearily, and after a long while, he suddenly opened them: "Immediately call for help!"

……

"Beep beep beep...da da da...beep beep beep..."

The telegram signal was sent out quickly.

At the same time, in order to maintain independence to the greatest extent possible, tools and methods that the natives did not like to use, such as witchcraft arrays and witchcraft crystal balls, were put into use.

The Wizard Sanctuary, the Hunter Association, and the Monster Association all received reports of the situation and urgent requests for assistance.

The United Containment Organization reported that they had lost hundreds of aliens they had previously contained, including more than five S-class aliens and dozens of A-class aliens.

Besides that, there's the "Catapulon Avatar," whose entire body is made up of mirror fragments.

"That's an S+ level special anomaly that hasn't appeared in a long time. According to previous records, it should be the mirror form of Captoprone condensed in this world, possessing the ability to transform the surrounding void and connect to the mirror world."

It doesn't have much strength itself, and its domain isn't very lethal, but it has the ability to connect to its main body.

Billions of people, along with countless monsters and clones of demon tamers, can all come from here…

"Is this the inside of the mirror I was in before?"

"That's right, that mirror was actually one of the rare treasures obtained by our predecessors when they killed this incarnation... Various organizations actually have one or even more of them."

But this incarnation seems to have become even more powerful, and its transformation speed is even faster.

After roughly understanding the situation, Roy had no choice but to gather everyone again and bring up the old matter once more.

"I propose that we unite and support the United Containment Organization..."

Paralia of the Monster Association naturally followed immediately.

But surprisingly, the Hunter Association refused again.

Senex said, "Sorry, we're too busy taking care of ourselves."

"Ok?"

Roy narrowed his eyes, sensing something was amiss.

"The situation is so dire, what are they still holding back for?"
They can't possibly be using this opportunity to wipe out other organizations or even drive us away!

This wasn't very realistic, but Roy had to consider that the other party did indeed harbor such ambitions.

(End of this chapter)