The most shameless alchemist in history

But at this moment, a large number of graves appeared on the ground nearby, and with a chilling howl, Du Lei saw a pale hand break through the ground and grab the decaying soil. The hand was severely rotten, with only some rotten flesh, torn pieces of cloth, and dried bones remaining.

894 Yellow Springs Cemetery

Anyone with a slightly weaker constitution would be terrified to see this.

As the surrounding scenery changed, the steel rock bomb, which had been so threatening just moments before, was instantly destroyed.

Dure could have remained uninvolved, meaning he could have been completely unaffected by the changes in his environment.

He actually realized that he had been pulled into another space isolated inside the tunnel.

This is essentially the interior of a broken space.

That is, something called a domain.

Dure had read in books that in many places in the world, space is not stable. Due to various factors, space can be compressed, which can lead to cracks and eventually break into spatial fragments. These spatial fragments can be polished and reforged in certain ways to become a unique realm. If we have to explain it with a mysterious and ancient theory, then the name of this theory is alchemy.

Undoubtedly, Phantom Lord possessed such a spatial fragment at this moment, and the technique he was using was to pull the Cyclops into the spatial fragment he controlled. Here, he was the absolute controller, even though the Cyclops' attack power was extremely strong.

However, within Phantom's domain, it was still rendered ineffective by him; of course, Duré's abilities were not neutralized by Phantom's domain.

One reason is that Spectre's domain attack is targeted at Cyclops, and another reason is that Druid forcibly entered Spectre's domain.

However, at that moment, Spectre was focused on dealing with Cyclops and did not notice that Druid was watching him the whole time.

The Cyclops, which had been launching an exceptionally fierce attack, immediately decided to leave after realizing that its Steel Rock Bullets had no effect on the Spectre and that the surrounding space was very strange. It sensed danger; after all, even its strongest attack couldn't defeat its opponent, so if the opponent were to launch a counterattack, it would undoubtedly be disastrous for it. However, by the time it tried to escape, it found that it was too late.

As hundreds of undead crawled out of the graveyard and headed towards it, the Cyclops initially disregarded them, swinging its fists and slamming them heavily into the ground, instantly crushing them to dust, leaving not a trace.

However, every time it smashed down with its fist, shattering one undead, another would crawl out from the ground—ten, a hundred, a thousand…

The undead approached the Cyclops like ants and climbed up its massive body.

The Cyclops roared and struggled desperately, swinging violently and throwing down large numbers of undead, which it then crushed to pieces.

However, there were simply too many undead. Before long, even a behemoth like the Cyclops could not withstand the onslaught and collapsed to the ground. Once it fell to the ground, countless undead crawled on its body and devoured it. The Cyclops' screams and wails were incessant.

Phantom Lannister remained an observer throughout, and he wasn't the only one; Dure also watched the scene from afar.

After a long while, the previously pitch-black surroundings finally became clear and bright.

A large number of guards came forward with lanterns to check the situation. They had all retreated to the side when the Cyclops was rampaging, because it was not an opponent they could handle. Then, in their sight, the scene in front of them suddenly turned pitch black and they could see nothing.

It was as if a black mist had enveloped the Cyclops and the Spectre together. Even when guards approached with lanterns, they couldn't see clearly. When they tried to get closer, they were repelled by a force, making it impossible for them to get near until the black mist dissipated.

The enormous, terrifying cyclops had vanished, replaced by a massive skeleton.

"What, what's going on? Where's that big guy from earlier?" A young guard swallowed hard and asked cautiously.

"Didn't you see that big bone? That's probably the monster from earlier," an experienced veteran said softly.

"What? That monster turned into bones? How long has it been? This is too much..." The guard stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

At this moment, the ghost slowly emerged from the black mist, and the skeleton rapidly weathered away, soon turning into sand and being buried underground.

"To be able to take down the Cyclops in such a short time, Mr. Spectre is truly amazing," Dure exclaimed from the side.

"What's so impressive about that? If it were you, Mr. Du Lei, it would probably take less than half the time it would take me. Alas, I'm old, I'm old after all, I can't compare to the young people anymore." Ghost waved his hand with a smile.

He did look very old, but how many old men could take down such a huge creature in such a short time?

"Lord Ghost, are you alright?" Soon, an officer came forward to check on Ghost's condition.

"Thankfully, this old man is alright, but we encountered this accident on the way, so it seems we won't be able to reach Storm City on time. Mr. Durei, I'm truly sorry for this accident," Ghost said apologetically.

"It's alright, I'm not in such a hurry, waiting a while won't hurt," Du Lei said nonchalantly.

"It won't be long, about two hours from now, someone will come to pick us up. However... in the usually peaceful Xiyuzhixia, a cyclops attack has actually occurred..." Ghost frowned.

If we hadn't encountered them this time, the other trains would probably have been completely destroyed by the Cyclops.

Moreover, it won't just be the train that suffers. Once the Cyclops launches its unbridled attack, the entire Misty Pass could be destroyed, and repairing it would be a huge problem.

"The Cyclops must live in deep, dark underground caves," Dure thought, having some knowledge of Cyclops.

“That’s right. It shouldn’t be here. If it hadn’t run into us, it probably would have continued to wreak havoc. But it just so happens to run into us. Or perhaps…” The ghost had many doubts, after all, these were extraordinary times.

This inevitably led him to think about deeper possibilities, such as whether someone was secretly manipulating things behind the scenes.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Dure asked.

"No need for that. We can handle this little matter ourselves. It's just that we'll have to keep you waiting in this place for a while, Mr. Du Lei. I really feel bad about that."

"It's okay."

As Dure responded, he looked into the depths of the dark tunnel, where he had sensed an uneasy feeling earlier.

Then the Cyclops appeared and attacked the train, causing it to eventually come to a stop.

The Cyclops has now been dealt with by the Spectre, but the feeling of unease has not disappeared and still lingers.

After waiting in the tunnel for nearly two hours, a new train soon came along the other side.

Speaking of which, I experienced a similar scene many years ago when I was a teenager.

At that time, they started a train underground in Spring Breeze Town, but it eventually broke down.

However, another train came to pick them up, and they quickly boarded it and continued their journey towards Storm City.

For Phantom and Dure, their experience in the Narrow Pass was merely a minor episode.

But after their new train departed, a figure appeared in the narrow passage of drizzle, watching the train leave.

"You actually managed to escape? But next time... you definitely won't be so lucky!" a voice said coldly.

Dure naturally couldn't hear the sound. After changing to a new train, two hours later, he finally arrived in Storm City.

Upon arriving in Stormy City, before Dure even got out of the car, he could see through the window that there was a violent storm outside.

Large raindrops pattered against the window, making a "pitter-patter" sound.

Although Dure had never been here before, this was his first time, but he had read about Storm City in books long ago.

Compared to the rainy south, where it rains all year round, the rainy north, after passing through the Narrow Pass of Drizzle, has a distinct rainy season. Three out of the ten months of the year are rainy season, and when the rainy season arrives, there are torrential rains and the weather is extremely harsh.

But once the rainy season ends, there will be nine consecutive months of sunny and pleasant weather. Because of this, the land in the north is more suitable for cultivation than the rainy south, and the soil is much more fertile. The north of the Rain Country has always been the economic center.

Dure and his group were originally supposed to arrive in Rainstorm City at 8 p.m., but due to an accident in the drizzle, they arrived at Rainstorm City at 10 p.m., but the train station was still brightly lit.

In the pouring rain, a group of guards in crisp military uniforms were waiting. Apart from a few officers holding umbrellas, most of the guards were wearing raincoats, and raindrops rolled down their hat brims onto their raincoats, making a "whoosh" sound.

When Du Lei got out of the car, he glanced around and saw that the area was heavily guarded, with sentries every five or ten steps.

Musketeers were on guard at various high points in the vicinity.

"We've finally arrived. It's been quite a journey." Ghost, who was very familiar with Stormy City, breathed a sigh of relief after getting off the vehicle.

"We owe our journey to you, Mr. Ghost," Du Lei said politely.

"Mr. Dure, what are you saying? Alright, let me take you to see Lord Jester first." Ghost waved his hand with a smile.

Just as he was leading the way, an officer who had been waiting at the train station for a long time came to greet him.

“Mr. Ghost, you’ve finally arrived. This… must be Mr. Dure?” asked the leading officer, adjusting his hat brim.

This is a young woman, who looks to be around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old.

She was dressed in a crisp military uniform, her expression indifferent, just like the cold raindrops.

“Yes, I am Du Lei, and you are…” Du Lei nodded, acknowledging his identity.

He realized that the female officer was probably the person in charge of security at the station.

"Isn't this Elsa? Why are you here to greet me? Oh, right, Mr. Dure, let me introduce you. This is Miss Elsa, Lord Jester's secretary." Ghost was no stranger to this woman, and he introduced her.

"Commander Elsa," Dure greeted the woman.

Judging from her role as Jester's secretary and the Ghost's reaction, this woman's identity must be extraordinary.

“There has been a minor incident in Stormy City. Lord Jester was supposed to come and greet us personally, but he has to be delayed to deal with an unexpected event. So please forgive us, Mr. Dure and Mr. Ghost,” the woman named Elsa said apologetically.

"Oh? An unexpected situation? I wonder what kind of unexpected situation happened in Rainstorm City?" Du Lei asked with great interest.

The train station was heavily guarded, a situation so tense that it made him curious about the current state of Stormy City.

In terms of the overall situation in the Land of Rain, Jester currently holds the advantage. Everyone in the Land of Rain knows that it's only a matter of time before Jester marches south, as his prestige continues to rise, while the prestige of Zeref, the current king of the Land of Rain, continues to decline.

Especially after suppressing the Assassins, many nobles in the Land of Rain lost faith in Zeref, becoming increasingly alienated.

In this situation, Jester seemed to be the one everyone wanted. However, even in such a favorable situation, Dure still sensed a storm brewing. Undoubtedly, the situation was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"It was just a minor disturbance, but it's all been calmed down. It's nothing serious, Mr. Dure, so you don't need to worry about it. You must be very tired after your long journey. Please come with me, I'll take you to rest for a while." Elsa shook her head. She only briefly mentioned the disturbance in Stormy City, without going into details. Moreover, she kept a straight face, and her cold expression made it difficult to tell what she was hiding.

"It always rained when I was in the South. I didn't expect to be greeted by torrential rain again after returning to Stormy City. It's really annoying to always encounter this kind of weather. But speaking of which, I am indeed hungry after such a long journey. By the way, Mr. Dure, let me take you to try the special delicacies of Stormy City." Ghost said with a smile.

895 Rainy Night Raid

“Then I’ll have to trouble you, Mr. Ghost… Hmm?” Just as Dure nodded, intending to leave the train station temporarily with Ghost.

He suddenly noticed something on a tall building not far away, aiming at him.

Relying entirely on his body's instinct, Du Lei subconsciously tilted his body and turned his head to the side, and almost at the same time, a crisp sound came from behind.

With a loud bang, another bullet pierced through the heavy rain and mist, heading straight for his head.

Fortunately, Dure reacted quickly and avoided the shot. As soon as the gun went off, the guards who were on duty near the train station immediately sprang into action, and Elsa, who was standing in Dure's team, turned pale with fright.

There wasn't much panic on her face, meaning she wasn't surprised by the gunshot; her face only showed deep anger.

"Over there! We must catch him, we absolutely cannot let him escape this time!" Elsa didn't have time to check on Dure's condition; she immediately located the attacker.

At her command, nearby guards immediately rushed toward the position where the attack would take place.

It was obvious that the other party was sniping from a distance, even though it was difficult to see clearly due to the heavy rain and the night.

But Dure could still see a blurry outline as he fled.

"This... is it a residual magical energy reaction?" Dure, who had just been the target of an assassination attempt, showed no sign of panic.

He turned around and looked at the wall behind him.

Just as he turned to dodge the sniper's bullet, the bullet missed him but struck the wall behind him, leaving a deep bullet hole.

Traces of magical energy remained in the air, making it easy for Dure to determine that the gun that had just sniped him from a distance was not an ordinary gunpowder gun. Gunpowder guns were unusable in this weather and could not be fired at such a distance. Therefore, the gun that had attacked him was a magical energy bullet that someone had compressed into a projectile and fired at him.