The Alchemist's Guide to Flesh and Blood Ascension

At this moment, the anti-magic barrier was like a plastic sheet that had been stretched too far, increasing its area...

However, the intensity has also weakened, making this a crucial period for implementing the "destruction" plan!

As Yunevo made a gesture, his voice pierced clearly through the deafening roar and the clatter of stones: "Gentlemen! Proceed with the plan!"

Tide Mage Tedes' expression hardened. He gripped his staff and pointed it at the dome of the hall, holding his breath and concentrating... He stopped using his mental power to forcibly shape the Water Demon Source and instead released all mental restraints!

This is like a dam bursting, with the mental torrent crashing headlong into the omnipresent, chaotic, and wandering source of water demons within the anti-magic field!

Seeing this, Nehta, the ratman, added fuel to the fire of this "chaos"!

Then it drew out several relatively thick, specially made crossbow bolts, crushed a rough magic crystal mixed with various colors into powder, smeared it on the bolt, and then shot it at the gargoyle's feet, instantly filling the air with dazzling smoke!

"Make it more chaotic! Make it even more chaotic!" it excitedly wagged its tail.

Unstable and conflicting chaotic magic is fueled by the purest fuel on the fire of "chaos"!

The anti-magic field is essentially a highly ordered "field" that suppresses the rules of magic. When Tedes and Neheta used this "self-harming" method to instantly unleash a massive amount of chaotic magic power...

This is precisely the moment when the anti-magic stance that represents "order" is turned upside down!

And Yunevo…

This is called "entropy increase".

The air seemed to solidify into a colloid, and a piercing "glass shattering" sound echoed through the void.

The invisible shackles that suppress magic have begun to crack... The stability of the rules is starting to crumble!

Nehta and Tedes' faces gradually turned pale from exhaustion. This kind of "brutal" mental energy output, regardless of the cost, was putting an extraordinary strain on them!

But the effect is undoubtedly immediate! The feeling of "magic vacuum" is weakening, and various suppressed magical sources are beginning to show their dissatisfaction and restlessness, no longer lifeless!

Iseria was the "final arrow" that allowed these magical sources to break free of their cage!

Under the cover of Yunevo, she escaped the center of the battlefield and the brutal gargoyle attack... Her sky-blue eyes gathered starlight and summoned the etheric element that "desires to fight alongside the boss"!

They are not bound by laws, and from the perspective of anti-magic stance... they also have another level of "downward compatibility"!

boo.

It was as if bubbles were bursting, turning into water mist in the air.

The raging purple light on the gargoyle's chest flickered violently, its tyrannical state abruptly halting, and its scarlet eyes, which were frantically covered in crimson light, began to show signs of disorder and unfocus!

It "crashed," without a doubt!

The "core" was disrupted, even causing a temporary chuckle, and all that Yunevo needed to do was to further expand his gains...

Let this damn stance be completely "paralyzed"!

The black-robed figure suddenly appeared below the gargoyle's side and hurled a Thunderfire Bottle at the point where the armor growth was most uneven!

The monster recovered incredibly quickly; in an instant, it prepared to sidestep to protect its ribs and then gather momentum to retaliate!

But for some reason, the monster's movements faltered again. Its arm, which was instinctively protecting its side, was forcibly lifted up, and its entire body seemed to be moving in response!

That step to the side was almost imperceptible, but it contained an indescribable struggle... and longing!

"As you wish..."

From the center, a murmur arose, its source unclear whether it was from Yonivore or a gargoyle.

The intense light emanating from the Thunderfire Bottle was more intense than ever before!

Half of the gargoyle's body was swallowed up, and its dark golden, tumor-like armor was transformed into "metal in a forge" under repeated high temperatures and impacts...

Burning red-hot, burning soft!

"Tedes!" Yunevo retreated, emerging from a cloud of dust, his voice resolute!

Tide Mage Tedes had been waiting for a long time. With a wave of his staff, the long-dormant water elemental responded to his "call to arms," ​​transforming into the purest waterfall, carrying the dark and damp air from the ground, and fiercely slamming into the gargoyle's hot, red-hot dark gold armor!

The ratman Nehta laughed loudly, loaded his repeating crossbow, and infused it with his own magic power into a specially made magical crossbow bolt of wind and ice. The bolt then mixed with ice spikes to form a turbulent current of cold air that followed the water flow and covered it!

laugh----

The sound of vaporization was deafening, and the white steam "obscured the sky and blocked out the sun"!

If a red-hot blade is submerged in water, the stress will accumulate and be released inside the armor!

The cracking sound continued from the source of the steam, from the dark gold armor that the church had meticulously reinforced, granting the gargoyles terrifying defense and magic-suppressing abilities...

At this moment, like a candle flickering in the wind, it can no longer maintain any sense of wholeness!

The gargoyle let out a strange, whimpering howl, its blurry body trembling and staggering in the steam... Unable to even lift its arms, it could only watch helplessly as its dark golden shell peeled away piece by piece!

The barnacle-like growths attached to his right arm suddenly disintegrated, revealing the scarred, grayish-white skin beneath...

Then... his chest, back, and even his wings, which were now just skeletons, all fell off like dried mud, crashing to the ground with a dull thud!

Tide Mage Tedes exhaled a breath of stale air, his pale cheeks flushed with excitement, while the ratman Nehta raised his crossbow and spun around excitedly!

"Ahem, it's not over yet... you two," Yunevo interrupted impatiently, stopping the two from their "halfway champagne popping" spree.

As the steam gradually dissipated, the gargoyle's true form was revealed in the flickering light of the magic lamp. It looked much "cleaner" and much thinner than before...

The pitted, grayish-white body, covered with purplish-black erosion veins, stood upright. At the core of the anti-magic stone in the chest cavity, which emitted an annoying purple light, there was still a coating that had not yet peeled off...

The gargoyle steadied itself, its destructive aura vanished, and its crimson eyes dimmed, revealing endless weariness.

It looked down at its crumbling "shell," raised its once "severely infected" arm, and moved slowly and listlessly.

Yunevo stood with his arms crossed, calming his breathing on a boulder. Strands of hair clung to Iseria's cheeks, but she stood firmly to the side...

"Very good, the final round... completely destroy its core in its chest cavity, give it a quick death."

The gargoyle lowered its hands and looked in turn at the four "hunters" who had come to "hunt" it, as if it wanted to remember this moment forever...

Then, just like mages sparring and dueling in an arena, it placed its hands on its chest and performed a perfectly standard mage salute...