Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"Make your move, alchemist!"

Swish! !

A thousand sharp weapons flew toward Isaac, their sharp tips slicing through the air.

Looking at the weapons in front of him, Isaac suddenly revealed a ferocious smile.

A large number of light spots instantly gathered at the fingertips of his right hand, and a dazzling beam of light shot out.

boom!

A beam of light pierced through the ceiling and shot straight into the night sky, allowing everyone in the hall to see the full moon outside.

With a swing of Isaac's arm, the beam of light, like a giant sword, vaporized all the weapons in front of him and cleaved the entire mansion in two.

boom!!!

The entire room was filled with a loud noise and dust, and the thick dust made it impossible for anyone to open their eyes.

When they looked ahead again, they saw that everything around them was burning, and a shocking trench had appeared in the huge mansion, as if it had been horrifyingly left by a giant tens of meters tall hacking at the house with an axe.

Chapter 996: The Doll

The charged particle cannon, radiating scorching heat, cleaved through the sky like a sharp sword, splitting everything that Malga had summoned, along with the mansion, in two.

The guests in the mansion huddled in a corner, trembling, while flames burned over the huge gash that had cut the mansion open.

They only knew the legends of Isaac, but they had never actually seen him make a move. The fact that he could turn everything in his sight into ashes with a single finger had already left an indelible impression on them.

Isaac, standing in mid-air, casually dispersed the smoke in front of him, but did not find Marga's figure.

Only after discovering that the count had disappeared did those who had been hiding behind the scenes slowly emerge.

"Where is that evil magician?"

"Has it already been wiped out?"

"As expected of the Alchemist..."

Isaac looked around and saw that there was no one there; it seemed that they had been vaporized by his charged particle cannon.

"Come out, I know you're still alive."

"Hmph, you yourself truly amaze me."

Behind Isaac, a rift suddenly appeared in the void, and Marga slowly walked out of the rift.

"Even though I have lived for over a hundred years and witnessed countless extraordinary people and events, I must admit that you are the strongest being I have ever seen."

"Thanks for the compliment," Isaac said with a smile. "Want to continue?"

"No, I have already achieved my goal through this battle."

At this point, Marga glanced at the guests and Viola present.

"Your Excellency, would you mind if I took care of some family matters?"

"Please go ahead."

"Thank you very much. I will visit you again another day and have a good chat with you."

Isaac slowly floated down to the ground and walked in front of Hugh and the others.

"...You're really amazing. I didn't realize how strong you were during the month I lived with you."

Looking at the dilapidated hall, even Hugh, who had experienced many ups and downs in the various Phantom Book events, was somewhat amazed.

"Because there are usually no opportunities to make a move, and I don't have any enemies here."

"Seriously, is it really okay not to completely defeat that magician?"

Hugh looked with some concern at Marga, who was drifting toward Viola, who looked utterly despairing.

"If we don't stop him, Miss Viola will really be taken away."

"Hughie."

Dalian suddenly showed a displeased expression.

"Are you that concerned about that woman?"

"No, that's not it either."

“After all, it’s someone else’s family matter,” Isaac said. “Besides, the relationship between Viola and Malga is probably not as simple as father and daughter.”

"What do you mean?"

"From the first moment I saw that woman named Viola, I didn't sense any human energy in her."

-

“Viola, it’s time to go back.”

"no, do not want."

Viola shook her head vigorously as she backed away.

Seeing this, Aruman finally couldn't sit still any longer. Although his legs were still trembling, he still stood in front of Marga.

"Stop...stop! I will never let you take Viola away, so what if you are her father!?"

"You won't let me take her away? Ridiculous, what can you possibly do?"

"You...you're nothing but a defeated opponent of Lord Isaac. As long as he's around...you absolutely couldn't do it!"

“Oh? But the Alchemist has already said that I can handle my family affairs.” Marga looked at the nervous Aruman with a hint of amusement.

"..."

"Well, it's fine, let me show you the true face of the woman you love so much."

With a casual flick of his cane, the silvery-white liquid transformed into a whip that lashed out at Aruman.

"do not want!"

At this moment, Viola, who had been in a state of fear, suddenly moved and pulled Aruman back to block him.

"Viola, are you... alright...?"

Aruman discovered something even more shocking.

Viola's left arm fell to the floor, her bodily fluids forming a pool of blood. This pool of blood, like a mirror, reflected the bright moon overhead, radiating a mesmerizing silver light. Viola's blood was silver.

Judging from the liquid's unique luster, it is mercury.

Her beautiful face drooped with shame, and Viola, covered in wounds, shook her head.

"Now you understand, don't you? The woman in front of you, the socialite known as the 'Mercury Craftswoman' and the 'Moon Goddess of the Capital,' is nothing more than a puppet I created using alchemy."

"Human... puppet..."

Aruman couldn't believe his ears.

The woman he deeply loved turned out to be nothing more than a puppet?

……

Down in the hallway, Isaac listened to their conversation.

"An artificial human created using the alchemy of this world? This magician is quite skilled."

"After all, he's lived for hundreds of years, so it's not surprising that he knows a bit about alchemy."

Dalian shrugged and turned to look at Isaac.

"But you, your alchemy is completely different from what I know about alchemy. Are you really an alchemist?"

"Of course, but not the alchemist you commonly think of."

……

The scene shifts back to Merga, who still stands arrogantly in front of Aruman and the injured Viola.

Suppressing his inner turmoil, Aruman questioned the magician before him.

Why...why do such a thing?

"Of course, it's for the experiment."

"What did you say?"

"To what extent can the dolls I create become intimate with humans—this is the kind of experiment I conducted to find out. The useless people gathered in the inner social circles are simply too perfect experimental subjects. As long as a woman is pretty, she will be easily seduced and then start saying stupid things like 'I like you' and 'I love you'."

Marga spoke in an exaggerated tone, as if he were mocking the men who had been completely fooled.

“Viola’s mission is to keep you in the dark and deceive you. And then the puppets, so engrossed in their own acting, will even develop self-awareness and betray me, their creator. How wonderful! How wonderful!”

"What...what will you do with Viola if you take her back?"

"Of course it's decomposition."

"This……"

Aruman's eyes widened.

Meanwhile, in the audience, Dallian turned her gaze back to Isaac.

"Hey, you damn alchemist, isn't it time to make your move?"

"no need."

"Why? Is it because you and that magician are both scoundrels and therefore share the same shame?"

“Because there’s no need,” Isaac said. “Don’t believe everything that old man says.”

Chapter 997: This is the Sun

"May I ask?"

Isaac glanced at the corpse on the ground and asked Darian.

"This old man used some kind of ability to make these people look like they're dead, but feigning death is not the same as being truly dead. There must be a secret to breaking this."

"Yes, this should be an illusion in this count's magic. People who fall into a state of suspended animation due to the illusion book can rely on the illusion book, the Yin King's Divine Mirror, which is specially used to heal battle injuries... You mean to say that he had foreseen this all along."

"More or less. When I fought him just now, we both held back. He was probably testing something."

Is that so?