The most shameless alchemist in history

He didn't go far because he was angry and unwilling to accept it.

He had poured his heart and soul into planning all of this, and it seemed like he was about to succeed, but Du Lei's interference caused everything to fall apart.

This infuriated him. He wasn't the type to accept defeat so easily. Even if the defeat was irreversible, he was determined to do something to get revenge on that kid!

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have suffered such a defeat. It's all your fault, you wicked bastard... This poisonous thorn is made from the scales shed by a poisonous dragon. Even a King-level magic user would surely die if hit by it! Originally, I intended to use it as a trump card to save my life, but now... I'll use it on you, so you'll pay the price for your foolish actions!" The Ghost stared intently at Dure from the shadows, like a vicious venomous snake.

He held a blowgun, inside which was a poisonous stinger that emitted a ghostly green light.

When he was fighting with Du Lei just now, he was probably quite surprised by the suppressive power that Du Lei displayed. This kid's explosive power almost reached the peak of the King rank!

If it were a head-on confrontation, he probably wouldn't be a match for Du Lei, but every King-level magic user has a few trump cards up their sleeve.

He decided to use his most secret weapon on Dure!

Just as he blew the poisonous stinger out of the blowpipe.

Mira, who was holding Dure's arm at that moment, turned around unintentionally and happened to see Phantom hiding in the shadows.

It was a completely subconscious action; Mira turned around and hugged Durex!

"Buzz!"

It is all too easy for a poisonous stinger to penetrate a soft body.

Dure was alert; he sensed a lurking magical energy nearby, though he wasn't sure if it came from the Nightingale Brigade or someone else.

By the time he realized someone was attacking and prepared to calmly retaliate, Mira had already pounced on him.

After the poisonous stinger entered her body, it melted rapidly, and the venom spread throughout her body in the shortest possible time.

Du Lei stared at her blankly.

He is a very organized person who makes plans in advance and carefully considers possible situations before developing countermeasures.

For Dure, accidents are rare, but now one has occurred: blood is oozing from Mira's mouth, crimson and glaring.

Her gentle eyes met Dure's.

"Lord Dure..." she managed to utter those words.

"Don't speak, I'll treat you right away!" Du Lei was terrified and tried to do something to salvage the situation!

“It’s no use… Lord Durei… I know, it’s the venomous sting of a poisonous dragon, it can’t be cured…” Mira said softly.

"How could you..." Du Lei was taken aback.

He had heard of the venomous stinger of the dragon, and it was indeed a poison with almost no antidote.

But Mira actually knew this?

“I’m sorry, Lord Dure… I’ve hidden a lot of things… but… but…” She wanted to say something more.

But her breath grew weaker and weaker.

"Don't say anything, there's bound to be a way!"

"Lord Durree...please hear my last words..."

"I……"

She whispered with difficulty in Dure's ear.

Those few notes almost exhausted all her strength.

Her life withered away quickly.

Like a beautiful rose.

During the flowering season, all the flowers compete to show off their beauty.

But there was one flower, blooming silently and without a trace.

It broke.

The ghost, who was watching this scene from a short distance away, was stunned for a moment, and then became very angry.

"Damn it, where did this wretched woman come from? She's blocking the way... Oh no!"

The ghost was extremely annoyed by this, because he only had one chance to attack.

At the same time, a pair of cold eyes reflected back at us.

This startled the Ghost, who knew that Durrell had discovered him.

He turned and ran, trying to leave this place of trouble.

"Want to go?"

Dure's speed was extremely fast, even though Spectre was already fast enough.

However, he still appeared in front of the ghost in an instant, blocking his way.

"Kid, I'll fight you to the death!" Ghost knew it would be difficult for him to escape.

Therefore, he rushed over, ready to fight Dure to the death!

"boom!"

Dure took a step forward and punched Spectre in the stomach before Spectre could make a move.

The latter originally thought he could block the attack.

But an irresistible force struck him, and he was sent flying backward.

They were so incredibly vulnerable!

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904 Arrange a meeting

Ghost originally thought that even if Dure was powerful, he was only at the King level, and on the surface he was not as good as himself. However, he was afraid of death and cherished his life, so he did not fight him to the death, which is why he was at a disadvantage in the duel with him.

However, when his attempt to ambush Dure failed and he tried to escape, Dure caught up with him almost instantly and blocked his way.

Spectre was prepared to unleash its true power and engage in a real battle with Dure, but to its surprise, Dure pulled its feet off the ground in the blink of an eye. This was the first time Spectre had ever experienced such fear.

He did try to concentrate all his power on one point to launch a counterattack, but he quickly realized that it was futile. Even if he concentrated all his power, it would not be enough to shake the young man in front of him even a little bit. Although his magic power was superior to the other party's, the amazing power that was unleashed in a short period of time put him at a complete disadvantage.

"What's going on? This power... has reached the peak of the King rank, no, it has reached the Dragon rank! How is this possible?" Ghost was greatly shocked.

He had heard that some people could greatly increase their magical power in a short period of time through certain special secret methods and tools, but usually, this had strong side effects and would not be used lightly unless it was a matter of life and death. Moreover, even if it did increase the power, the increase would be limited.

But this young man in front of us has suddenly improved from the initial level of the King rank to the peak of the King rank, or even the level of the Dragon rank. This is simply unheard of!

"Is that so strange? Or can you also feel fear?" Du Lei said coldly.

"No, you can't kill me! I am that man's servant! You can't kill me!" The Spectre had a chance to escape. In fact, neither Dure nor the Nightingale Girls intended to continue the pursuit. However, the Spectre was unwilling to let everything he had painstakingly built vanish in an instant. He insisted on staying to try to attack Dure in order to vent his anger.

But he never expected that his attack on Dure would backfire and he would get himself into trouble instead. This made him feel frustrated and fearful, emotions he had never experienced before.

"Click".

With a crisp snapping sound, the ghost, which had just been filled with terror, suddenly contorted its features. After struggling for a few moments, its legs went still, and it had become a cold corpse, completely dead.

"Hey, are you kidding me? That guy actually killed a King-level magic user in an instant." The Nightingale Brigade, who had just finished their mission, rushed over to the other side of their alley after hearing the commotion. They happened to see Dure eliminate the Ghost, and the boy, still holding a dagger in his hand, said in astonishment.

"What, didn't you want to fight him? Now is a great opportunity, you can give it a try." Mine, the girl carrying a heavy gunpowder gun, said coldly.

"Forget it, Mine. That person's killing intent is too terrifying. If I rush forward like this, I'm afraid I'll only end up like that poor old man." The boy swallowed hard. Although he had always enjoyed fighting against strong people, he knew that there was a difference between challenging someone to a fight and simply throwing your life away.

"But why do his eyes look so sad?" a cheerful young girl next to him asked, puzzled.

"Alright, we've completed our mission. Let's leave for now. I think he needs some peace and quiet." A refined-looking man pushed up his glasses.

Soon, they quietly left.

With Jester's escape, the remaining legions in Stormstorm City surrendered, and the army from Sky City quickly entered Stormstorm City to maintain order.

The entire process lasted less than two hours, and the number of casualties was very small and negligible.

For ordinary people, it has no impact at all. They are just about to go out to buy something when they suddenly find that there are more soldiers on the street. If they look closely, they will find that these soldiers are not the northern army they usually see, but from Qingkong City in the south.

The soldiers maintained order, and everything seemed normal, having little impact on the public. Soon, some news began to circulate, causing much discussion among shoppers on the street.

"Huh? What did you say? Lord Jester has already escaped, and this place has been taken over by the royal army?"

"Yes, I just saw the notice posted at the Governor's Office."

"This is really sudden. I didn't expect things to change so completely in such a short time."

"How could this be sudden? Wasn't this foreshadowed? Everyone knew that Lord Jester wanted to become emperor. He had been recruiting soldiers and purchasing military equipment. Everyone was worried that once the war started, no one knew how many people would die. Whether he won or lost, it wouldn't be a good thing for us. Now, it's been resolved in this way, with little bloodshed. This can be considered the best outcome."

"But this is unexpected. Everyone thought Lord Jester would win in the end, but no one expected that the little king who has been unknown for the past two years would have such courage and defeat Lord Jester in one fell swoop. I really regret saying bad things about him before."

"Actually, His Majesty Jelf might be a good king, at least much better than Lord Jester. I heard from my relatives in the south that many of his policies are beneficial to ordinary people."

"So let's wait and see what kind of life we'll lead from here on out..."

The people were discussing this extensively. In any case, the change of power in the north did not have a significant impact on them, and it seemed that things were starting to look up for the better.

Some were happy while others were sad. While the people were cheering, some felt uneasy. The upper-class nobles were uneasy because they had provided a lot of assistance in various ways during Jester's previous actions. After all, most of the policies issued by Jester in the past two years had benefited ordinary people.

However, while ordinary people gain benefits, they will inevitably have to give up some of their benefits in accordance with the rules that do not correspond to those who previously benefited.

This is something they are extremely unwilling to see, and it is also an important reason why they chose to stand on Jester's side.

After all, Jester made a firm promise to them that he would not only protect their interests but also provide them with greater convenience.

With Jason Stanislav's escape, the nobles in most of the northern regions are now in a state of panic. Many are even packing their belongings, preparing to flee at any moment, because they know that once Zeref begins his purge, none of them will escape unscathed.

However, things took an unexpected turn. Jelf, who was supposed to strike hard against those who supported the Jester rebellion, went north himself. When he arrived in Storm City, he met with representatives of the great nobles and held detailed negotiations with them. As for the content of the negotiations, no one knew. However, the nobles who were originally preparing to flee returned to their respective territories.

With the end of the rainy season in the north, the bright and clear sky reappeared, its vast blue expanse refreshing the mind and spirit. The situation in the north, like the weather, gradually calmed down.

However, on the third day after Jelf arrived in Rain City, the weather, which had finally cleared up for a few days, started to drizzle again. But this light rain was nothing compared to the usual torrential downpours, and the people didn't take it to heart at all. People walked around on the streets with umbrellas, and everything was no different from before. In fact, compared to when Jester was still ruling the north, people had more smiles on their faces and more laughter in their conversations.

But in a quiet cemetery on the northern outskirts of Stormy City, someone stood silently. He didn't have an umbrella. Although the rain wasn't heavy, raindrops rolled down his hair and dripped down his chin. His clothes were soaked. No one knew how long he had been standing in the misty drizzle.

Not far away, there was a big tree, and standing under the tree were two people, a young couple, both around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. The woman was tall and slender, an absolute beauty, while the man was tall and strong with a handsome face, the kind of guy that girls would love.

"Is this really okay? He's been standing here for three whole days." Lance said hesitantly. Since arriving in Stormy City three days ago, the first thing he did was to find his old friend to reunite with. However, when he saw the long-lost person, he found that he remained silent.

Moreover, after arranging the burial, he stood alone at the cemetery, motionless. Even when everyone else had left and Zeref came to persuade him, it was to no avail. This would be an incredible thing to others, after all, Zeref had just overthrown Jester, and his prestige had been greatly enhanced. In the past, some people privately cursed him as a useless little king, but now that he had used thunderous means to reintegrate the entire Rain Kingdom, no one doubted his ability anymore.

Logically speaking, Zeref should be a truly dignified king now, but there are still people in the Land of Rain who ignore his advice.