From Alchemy Apprentice to All-Powerful God King

"Miss, please stay in the car and don't go out. I'll check the situation."

Inside the carriage, the maid Holly drew her sword from her waist, gave Grace instructions, and then jumped down.

As soon as she got off the caravan, she saw that the caravan was surrounded by a group of unknown ability users, all of whom were masked and their faces were not visible. Among them were several second-tier ability users.

Their faces immediately turned ugly. They were a caravan from Moore City, and someone actually dared to rob them.

It's important to know that the convoy was equipped with breath-concealing insects, which could mask their presence, so even if a campfire was lit, they wouldn't be detected.

After leaving Val, they moved at full speed, and even if they left some traces, no outsider could possibly find their location.

Unless... there's a traitor within the caravan!

Upon realizing this, Holly's second-tier magic instantly erupted, and she charged towards the approaching bandits.

"That's her! Attack her together!"

The other bandits also spotted her, and led by their leader, the other two ability users simultaneously attacked Holly.

For a time, two fists were no match for six hands, not to mention there was another second-tier ability user like her.

They can only defend passively, and have no chance to counterattack.

And all the merchants who were with them were being robbed by the bandits.

In just a short time, people have already been killed.

Holly was furious upon seeing this. She imbued her longsword with magic and unleashed a blade of light at the second-tier ability user in front of her before creating distance.

"You're only after money; there's absolutely no need to kill anyone!"

However, the brute opposite him showed no restraint. After deflecting her light blade, he continued to press closer, his hands brimming with magic, crackling with blue arcs of electricity, as he attacked her.

"You should worry about yourself first!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a dazzling bolt of lightning erupted between the two of them, sweeping outwards in all directions.

......

Not far from the caravan, Matthew and Luca were already approaching.

It is clear that the merchants in the caravan are no match for these bandits.

Although the former is also a power user, he uses his abilities primarily for self-defense and is naturally no match for the latter, these reckless bandits who live on the edge of death.

"Brother, aren't you going to help? Someone's already dead."

Luca felt a pang of pity as he watched the merchants being killed and wanted to help, but seeing that Matthew didn't move, he had no choice but to continue to hold back.

Seeing the expression on Luca's face, Matthew sneered; after all, he was still just a child.

"When you're out in the world, the thing you should avoid most is having a saintly heart; put your emotions aside."

"We are not related, so why should we risk our lives to put ourselves in danger just because they are in danger?"

"A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall. I don't know if you've heard this saying before, but I want to tell you that you should not meddle in other people's affairs unless you are absolutely sure."

Matthew's three sentences immediately clouded Luca's clear eyes, making him feel as if something had grown in his head.

However, seeing that the situation was about to become one-sided, Matthew patted Luca on the shoulder and then stood up.

"You stay here for now, watch carefully, learn well, there's still a long way to go."

"..."

Having said that, magic gathered within him, and the next moment he shot off towards the caravan.

Luca looked at Matthew, who was only a year or two older than him, and wondered where he had picked up all those witty remarks from.

......

"I didn't expect you to be so strong."

The bandit leader, wielding lightning, teased Holly in a mocking voice.

The latter was not feeling well at the moment; his clothes had been charred by lightning, and a large area of ​​his white skin was exposed on his shoulders.

He was panting heavily, his chest rising and falling.

"One against three is still too much of a stretch. In that case, you might as well die first!"

The next moment, Holly's magic erupted, her body covered in a layer of light, revealing a hint of danger, as she pointed her sword at the person in front.

Seeing Holly's desperate attempt to fight back, the three burly bandits who had been attacking her all retreated.

Holly, however, turned and ran to the carriage at the front, opened the door, and tried to take Grace away.

She was indeed willing to fight to the death, but before that, she had to get Grace to a safe place.

"Miss, let's go!"

Holly reached out to grab Grace inside the car, but the moment she opened the door, she discovered Miles, who had been hiding nearby.

While everyone else was fighting, this person was hiding in the safest place. His temper flared up instantly, and he cursed.

"Miles! Are you even a man?!"

However, the next moment, a dangerous feeling welled up in her heart, and she subconsciously turned her body to the side.

Miles, holding a dagger, plunged it directly into Holly's shoulder, and blood instantly soaked through the rest of her clothes.

He was then kicked away and fell to the ground, rolling several times.

Holly!

Grace, who was inside the carriage, saw this and rushed out of the carriage in a hurry, but Miles grabbed her hair and threw her to the ground.

Although she is also an ability user, she is a healing insect and has very little combat power.

"Hehe, Miss Grace, you should worry about yourself."

Miles was sizing Grace up and down, his greedy gaze sweeping over her like that of a prey.

"Miles, you actually colluded with outsiders to rob a caravan! If this gets back to Moor City, you'll be dead for sure!"

Grace frantically pulled out the dagger from her inner thigh, held it to her chest, and pointed it at the approaching traitor.

Before he could even get a firm grip on it, it was slapped away.

"I dared to do this, so I never thought about going back. Blame it on your lack of ability, yet you like to discipline people like your father."

"Do you realize that a casual remark from you could ruin six months, or even a year's worth of hard work? Do you really think everyone in the Moorish caravan is a respectable merchant? Or do you not know how your father built his fortune?"

Hearing Miles' somewhat frantic voice, Grace was reluctant to believe it.

But the former didn't give her much time to process this information; the devil's claws had already grabbed her shoulders.

The touch of the opposite sex caused her body to stiffen instinctively; she wanted to resist but was suppressed by magic.

"Anyway, you'd be living a life worse than death if you fell into their hands, so why not let me have my way first? Don't worry, I'll be very gentle."

However, before Miles could take another step, his shoulder was also pressed down.

I initially thought it was a bandit, but when I turned around, I saw a face that looked incredibly familiar.

Matthew shook his head, looking at him with disdain.

"I initially thought you were just plain bad, but now it seems you're even worse than an animal!"

"Matthew?"

Miles was surprised to see Matthew suddenly appear.

He originally went to the jade gambling site to teach Matthew a lesson and make him pay the price, but under the instigation of the jade gambling site, he chose the greater benefit and betrayed the caravan.

"I didn't even bother looking for you, but you delivered yourself right to my doorstep, so let's die together..."

Before he could finish speaking, Matthew's fist, as big as a sandbag, slammed into his face.

At the same time, an irresistible force caused him to faint instantly and fly backward, crashing into the three burly bandits who were trying to get close.

The explosion burst forth in the darkness, illuminating the entire caravan.