The Alchemist's Guide to Flesh and Blood Ascension

The incessant hoofbeats pounded through the soft earth, making the ground tremble. In this magic-free environment where even the air seemed to be choked, Sister Olivia couldn't help but smile.

Finally... finally I can kill this damn alchemist!

She had seen too many mages break down in the anti-magic field, like those sulfur squid with their spines removed, limp and powerless.

A dozen or so Purifiers were standing beside Sister Olivia, systematically nocking crossbow bolts coated with deadly poison.

The crossbow bolts coated with the venom of deep-sea monsters couldn't penetrate his comrades' armor, but they were extremely deadly to the alchemist who was "wearing nothing."

All it takes is for Olivia to lower her raised right hand, and the overwhelming rain of arrows will riddle our friendly troops, who are essentially "expendable resources," with holes!

Just some insignificant followers...

"Ready...fire!"

The sound of the bowstring being struck pierced the air with an exaggerated "explosion." The leading Templar Knight turned around in astonishment, then raised his sword to signal the squad to slow down their thrusts.

But clearly, not everyone obeyed the Templar Knight's orders... She opened her mouth, looked at the Purifiers riding towards the center of the field, and then at the "terrified" alchemist.

Is Ionevo Sol, the target whom Uriel repeatedly stressed the need for extreme caution, worth the risk that the conservatives cannot afford...?

Hand over the chips?

The thought had barely formed when the figure in the center of the battlefield moved dramatically, his face practically screaming "boredom."

He first twisted his neck, making a crisp "crack" sound between his cervical vertebrae, and then did some stretching that had no clear meaning—what exactly was this guy trying to do?

"That damned alchemist is just bluffing! Charge!" Olivia's voice came through the floating holy runes. "He's definitely waiting for Starmock's reinforcements! Charge!"

The inky black "rain" followed, accompanied by the iron hooves that were about to charge forward and annihilate, which would surely cause these insects with nowhere to hide to perish here!

But then the black-robed alchemist assumed a standard starting stance, facing the charging cult members… Was he going to fight them head-on?!

The next moment, this absurd feeling became the reality that everyone faced.

Yune moved, and the usual blue light [Swift Wind Rush] burst forth from his calves. This ability came from the monster itself and could not be considered a restriction imposed by the anti-magic stance!

The figure blurred instantly... It was a speed that no one who had lost the power of magic could produce!

"Stop him! Stop him now!" a Purifier screamed, only to be pierced through the chest by an arrow from his own side and fall from his horse.

"Lady Rednas..." The two Templar Knights who had just officially entered the battlefield turned to look at the leading female Templar Knight.

"Go, return with the glory of God..." The female Templar's voice was calm.

The two men stopped slowing down, spurred their horses, raised their lances amidst the neighing of their warhorses, and galloped toward the figure in black robes!

As veterans who have served in the church for nearly twenty years... the two have participated in seventeen sieges against sixth-level mages, and have never been defeated!

The lance, accompanied by a whistling sound, pierced straight into Yunefu's future trajectory... Fifth-tier combat skill [Swift Lightning Strike]!

This rapid momentum could at least pierce through the hard skull of a young earth-dwelling dragon!

Closer, closer! The figure in black robes didn't even have time to dodge!

clang--!!!

Where did that sound of hammering come from?!

The two lances slammed solidly into the forearms of Yonivo, who had raised them to parry. The exaggerated recoil caused the two men to lose their grip on the lances for a moment, and even the warhorses were disoriented!

"This, this is impossible!" Templar Knight Hawke's voice rose several octaves, and his warhorse reared back, barely managing to maintain its balance...

Another Templar Knight fell off the horse and watched as the frightened warhorse galloped away from the area without stopping!

"Hmm? Have you misunderstood something...?" Yunefu looked at the two men's limp right arms, his smile widening.

"What misunderstanding—"

Before he could finish speaking, Yunevna threw a seemingly ordinary punch—a straight punch driven purely by physical strength, but it was so fast that Hawke couldn't react at all!

But this punch actually created a sonic boom?!

The increased hardness of the entire skeleton granted by [Breaking the Law], combined with the power of [Slam] and the enormous momentum of [Gale Rush], makes Yunevo...

He's practically a ruthless, black-faced punching machine!

The fist was coated with corrosive acid that pierced armor, and then it slammed hard into Hawke's faceplate!

The air collapsed for a moment! Hawke, with his mask dented inwards, was sent flying backwards and crashed into the magic-suppressing field that allowed entry but not exit!

The purplish-black light curtain fluctuated violently, barely managing to suppress the ripples that were forming inside...

And Hawke was right there, completely still...

"No, no... this power... quickly, summon the Inquisitor, quickly summon the Inquisitor!" Another Templar Knight witnessed his companion's tragic state and crawled backward on all fours.

"All the squads of judges are on a more important mission, and Bishop Uriel's meaning is simple: for my God... kill him, even if it means all of them perish here," Olivia's recitation abruptly ended, and she said coldly.

The Templar Knight let out a desperate cry, trembling as he looked at the "Black-Robed Grim Reaper" who would decide his fate.

The latter chuckled and said, "Excuse me for a moment..."

boom!

The shockwave generated by the close-range burst of [Gale Rush] completely terrified the Templar Knight. He clutched his stomach and knelt on the ground, dry heaving!

Yunevo's goal was simple: to tear down those damned obelisks... He would never forget the pain of the anti-magic mark piercing his body!

Beneath the obelisk he was facing were five Purifiers who formed a shield wall. They held shields as tall as themselves and had interlocked them to form an impenetrable wall!

"Stop here!" The leader of the Purifiers shouted, magic power rising from his feet—it was the fourth-tier combat skill of the Shield Guard, [Forbidden Army Wall]!

Aside from being unable to move... this combat technique is a defensive masterpiece!

The defenders share magic and work together to defend against attacks from one place. With enough people, they can even stop the charge of a dragon!

But Yunevo wasn't stupid; he had already used the leg enhancement from [Gale Achilles Tendon] to leap high into the air and attach [Slam] to his knee...

The combined force of multiple forces crashed down onto the human wall below!

boom--!!!

This single, easily broken city wall collapsed before allied reinforcements arrived!

"Damn it! Rednas, when are you going to stop?!" Olivia roared angrily at the female Templar Knight who was slacking off.