From Alchemy Apprentice to All-Powerful God King

"Matthew?"

"If you are looking for him, you've misunderstood. I've already kicked him out of the caravan."

Holly listened to Flynn's words, and after a moment of surprise, she immediately responded, thinking that they were the ones who had caused trouble for Matthew and had completely distanced themselves from the caravan and him.

"They've been chased away?"

Flynn thought he had misheard Holly's words.

A ragtag caravan, wounded maids, and several elderly, weak, sick, and disabled individuals with no fighting ability.

They actually drove away a second-tier ability user and the alchemist bishop's nephew who was covered in demonic insects.

"We are from the Moorish caravan. You've probably heard of us. Moorish City is just ahead. Please make way for us; we're heading back."

Holly introduced herself, her words carrying a clear threat, hoping the other party would be sensible and let them leave.

However, the troops behind them caught up, and dozens of people dressed as bandits surrounded the caravan.

Holly's expression turned grim when she saw the two ability users at the head of the group; neither of them was weaker than her.

"The Moorish caravan? That's it, you're the ones we're after!"

The bulky Warren threw his spear, the sound of which echoed through the open space.

The next moment, a businessman who was trying to escape was stabbed through the heart and fell straight to the ground.

Holly's magic erupted, and she tried to stop it but was blocked by another second-tier ability user.

"you!"

"You killed my men, just to collect some interest. Get them all down here!"

As soon as Warren spoke, Flynn and another second-tier ability user instantly subdued Holly, knocked her down, and threw her to the ground with the anti-magic stone on her.

Just as they were about to open Grace's car door, a fire serpent suddenly shot out, instantly igniting the three Tier 1 ability users around them.

"what!"

"It's so hot!"

"Owner, save me! Oh no..."

However, just as they were about to call out their names, two streams of magic instantly shattered the three of them, turning them into chunks of flesh.

"Useless! Can't even handle a woman!"

Warren dismounted and then walked towards the carriage himself.

With each step he took, the magic power within him expanded outwards, and purple mist slowly rose from the ground.

"That's a Tier 3 Poison Frog!" Holly recognized Warren's ability and shouted, "Grace! Run!"

However, looking at the surrounded caravan and the controlled merchants, Grace gripped the firefly tightly in her hand, her face filled with a resolute expression.

As the daughter of the Moorish Merchant Guild, how could she possibly abandon the caravan and run away? Besides, she couldn't escape anyway.

All the magic power within him surged into the firefly in his hand without reservation.

The next moment, as the fireflies spewed flames, a fire dragon instantly gathered in the air and rushed towards Warren's bloated body.

The scorching heat instantly spread throughout the camp, even Flynn was somewhat moved.

"As expected of the Chamber of Commerce president's youngest daughter, she certainly has a lot of good stuff on her. We're going to make a profit this time!"

As the fire dragon rushed toward Warren, even Holly felt a glimmer of hope.

But the result was quite unexpected. With a single flick of his wrist, the immense magical power within him instantly shattered the fire dragon, turning it into sparks that drifted down from the sky.

"How could this be...?"

The huge gap made everyone realize the reality.

Even though Grace possesses a demonic insect that is close to the third stage, her own strength is only at the first level, making it impossible for her to unleash the full power of the demonic insect.

Just as she was preparing to do it again, a feeling of dizziness took over her mind.

His body went limp, and he collapsed, utterly powerless.

"After inhaling so much poisonous fog, instead of conserving her magic, she still wants to come again. As expected of a young lady who never leaves her home."

Warren casually smashed the carriage apart, and the purple mist transformed into a giant hand that grabbed Grace.

The fireflies seized the opportunity to fly away and escaped being caught.

Flynn wanted to give chase, but was stopped by another second-tier ability user.

"Forget it, it's just a demonic insect. After we finish this job, you won't have to worry about running out of demonic insects."

"Too."

Soon, the caravan members were bound hand and foot and taken to another pre-prepared location.

Grace and Holly were locked in separate rooms.

When they woke up, they saw the bloated Warren farm owner staring at them with a smile.

"Gentlemen, how are you feeling? My poison gas isn't quite to your liking, is it?"

After checking that neither Grace nor she had been injured, Holly looked at Warren with a serious expression.

The other party was wearing masks, so her face couldn't be seen, but this meant they weren't there to silence her, which made her feel much better.

With his third-tier strength, killing them would be a piece of cake; he wouldn't need to hide it at all, unless he didn't want to expose his identity.

"What do you want? Is it for money or for the goods?"

Although I guessed that they were probably after money, I still asked a symbolic question.

Seeing that the other party was getting straight to the point, Warren didn't hold back either, and took out a letterbug from the Ring.

He then gently ran two fingers through the tips of their hair, took a few strands of hair, tied them to a bamboo tube container at the feet of the messenger worm, and handed it to Grace, indicating that blood should be dripped.

"If you cooperate well, you'll suffer less."

"But if they don't cooperate... well, who knows what will happen to my energetic brothers."

Warren's threat was direct and effective.

Grace and Holly's faces instantly turned ugly. How despicable and shameless!

But now that they're tied up, they have no room for negotiation.

Not wanting things to get worse, Grace had no choice but to do as the other party said. She bit her finger and dripped blood onto the letter worm.

Warren then inserted a letter into the letter worm and released it.

Messenger worms can find their closest relatives by blood and deliver messages, hence their name. They are also extremely fast, so everyone uses them to deliver messages.

"Alright, enjoy your last moments here. Don't even think about running away. I only said they can't come into the room. If you run out and get caught, you'll be in big trouble, haha."

Warren got up, walked out of the room, and closed the door.

Inside the house, Grace looked utterly desperate. Not only had she been captured, but she had also lost her fireflies.

Holly tried to break free of the magic-suppressing stone, but having lost her magic, she couldn't open it at all.

"If only Matthew and the others were here..."

Grace blurted out those words as if possessed. With no one else around, she could no longer hold back, and tears streamed down her face.

Holly, however, did not think so. She believed that the other party was a third-tier ability user, and even if Matthew and the others came, they would not be able to defeat him.

But at this moment, she couldn't say much, because all of this was indeed caused by her arrogance.

If they hadn't driven Matthew and the others away, at least they could have bought her some time so she could leave with Grace first.

Now they can only hope that the chairman will receive the letter and come to their rescue in time.

......

On the desolate wilderness, two figures headed towards the city of Moore.

"Archer!"

Matthew, who was walking on the path, suddenly sneezed several times in a row, which startled Luca, who was standing next to him.

"Brother, who did you offend to get scolded so harshly?"

Matthew shook his head: "Besides you, no one else should be cursing me."

Just as the two were joking around, a magical insect suddenly landed on Matthew's shoulder.

The sudden turn of events left both of them frozen in place, too afraid to move.

Getting infected by wild insects is definitely not a good thing.

[Firefly Lv.2: One of the Ice and Fire Fusion Demonic Insects. The user can condense magic power into flames to unleash a powerful attack.]

He only breathed a sigh of relief when the message popped up in the Otherworld Chronicles, but looking at the familiar demonic insect, Matthew realized something was wrong.

His expression changed, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

"Something's happened to Grace and the others!"