Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

Dalian lowered her head and began to think.

"Besides the Yin King's Divine Mirror, the Jade Manuscript of the Dragon Tree used to limit his magic, the Stone Tablet of the Wise One to nullify illusions, the Collection of Burning Golden Beads used for attack, and finally the Book of the Fire Lizard's Imprint to resist his fire attacks... these are exactly the five illusion books that woman wanted."

"Since they are androids, their knowledge was given to them by that old man. Is he trying to test whether his androids can actually obtain these magical books?"

"Who knows? These kinds of people are the hardest to fathom."

As she spoke, Dalian turned around and looked at Hugh, who was still nervously observing the situation.

"Hughie, I grant you the right to open the bookshelf."

"what?"

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"You actually mentioned decomposition..."

"Of course, it's recycled and then broken down. What kind of accumulated memories would trigger a doll to develop self-awareness? Where exactly is the boundary between life and objects? This is the eternal question for someone like me who studies science."

Aruman stared intently at Merga, then stepped forward to protect the injured Viola.

Aruman first gave her a smile, then called out to Merga.

"I won't let you do that kind of thing... Even if the world calls me hypocritical, no one can deny my feelings for Viola. Her smile has saved me countless times, how could a filthy magician like you possibly change that!?"

The moment he finished speaking, the remaining engaged couple appeared simultaneously.

"Well said! No wonder you're my rival in love!"

"If we avoid it, we will become a laughing stock of the world."

“Even if it costs us our family’s reputation, we cannot hand Viola over to this strange magician.”

Several people blocked Viola's way, leaving Marga stunned.

"Are they really going to die for such a pointless obstinacy? Such stubborn humans are truly pathetic. In that case, there's nothing I can do but use this supreme magic to grant them a merciless death."

He raised the top of his staff above his head and suddenly unleashed a terrifying burst of flames. The flames then transformed into a massive fireball, shining upon Aruman and his companions like the sun.

This time, Aruman truly felt the breath of death.

They weren't alchemists like Isaac, and they knew perfectly well that they would die if hit by that fireball.

The fireball slammed down mercilessly, instantly turning everything it touched to ashes.

Swish!

At that moment, a red light shone on Aruman, and the fireball dissipated the instant it touched him.

In his hand, a book with a red cover appeared out of nowhere, bearing the ancient words 'The Book of the Salamander's Mark,' exactly the same as the fake book that Malgar had burned.

"The supreme emblem that isolates all flames, the Book of the Salamander's Mark?"

Staring at the phantom book in Aruman's hand, Marga's voice became hoarse.

Looking at the phantom book that appeared out of thin air, Aruman was also very confused, but for some reason, when the phantom book appeared in his hand, his eyes understood the words written inside and he read them at a glance.

The remaining four people also produced scroll-like and stone tablet-like illusion books in their hands, and their bodies began to emit intense light.

"This is……"

"The Illusionary Book chose them."

Dalian answered his question. Her black dress was wide open at the chest, revealing a radiant, empty void within. It was a deep void that seemed to stretch on forever.

"Dantalian's bookshelf..."

Marga looked around.

Those he had 'killed' all began to awaken, and the magic around him was weakening.

"The Divine Mirror of King Yin, the Jade Manuscript of Nagarjuna, the Stone Tablet of the Wise One... I never expected to even get my hands on these."

boom! boom! boom!

Several enormous golden beads, accompanied by sparks, struck Malga. Unlike the bullets fired by the guards, these cannonballs actually damaged Malga's body.

"It records the ancient alchemist's ultimate technique, and has been forged into a burning cannonball... Is it an assemblage of burning golden beads?"

Attack, defense, healing, weakening, and removing control effects—the opponent's illusionary books formed a lineup that countered him.

"Stop... Father..."

Viola stood behind them and spoke to Melgar, the magician in front of her.

"If you want to complain, go find your daughter, magician. Because the one who manipulates men infatuated with her beauty, ordering them to collect these illusionary books, is that very puppet you've been mocking," Darian said with a laugh.

"Is that so? But that's not enough!"

Malgar smiled dismissively, and his magical power suddenly surged to a new level, sending all five people wielding illusion books flying.

"What!?"

"I need to carefully consider my own strength before I can resist."

Marga gave a disdainful smile and pointed his cane at the five fallen men and Viola.

"Don't think that having the magic books makes you my opponent. My knowledge, which I have studied for hundreds of years, cannot be defeated by a few magic books."

"Well……"

Dalian couldn't help but take a few steps back.

She knew the magician was telling the truth; the reason he chose the day of the full moon was because that was when the magician's magic was at its peak.

"If there's no backup plan..."

"Almost got it."

Isaac bypassed Dallian and walked up to Marga.

"Hmm? What do you want? Young alchemist, didn't you say you wouldn't interfere in my family affairs?"

"Your behavior just now was clearly an attempt to get me involved, wasn't it?" Isaac laughed.

"..."

Upon hearing this, the corners of Mairga's mouth curled up slightly.

That's exactly what he thought. Although he unilaterally conceded defeat in the duel just now, neither of them had used their full strength.

He wanted to see just how capable Isaac really was, which is why he unleashed a massive amount of magic in an instant to break free from the control of the illusionary book.

"So, what are you planning to do?"

"It'll be good for you to see what I'm capable of."

Isaac extended his hand, making a loose clenching motion.

As the red lightning was released, a blinding fireball appeared in Isaac's hand.

This was no ordinary fireball. The moment it appeared, its light turned night into day, and the temperature in the entire hall became unbearably high.

"This...this is..."

“It’s the sun, Margar,” Isaac laughed.

Chapter 998: Hmm?

The heat blowing onto Marga's face made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

The fireball in Isaac's hand wasn't large, only about the size of a tennis ball, but he could clearly feel its earth-shattering power.

"This is the sun, Marga."

Isaac laughed.

"Do you want me to detonate it here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sun in his hand began to fluctuate violently.

"...The sun? You...have reached the realm of the gods?"

After seeing the 'sun' in Isaac's hands, Marga suddenly laughed.

"Hahahaha, it seems I was the arrogant one, actually daring to try and compete with the God One Sect."

“So, that’s enough,” Isaac laughed. “Whoever fights me and survives will have honor.”

He flicked the cloak on his dress and swept his cane through the air, creating a gap in the air.

"I lost this time, but it's not shameful to lose to an alchemist who has glimpsed the realm of the gods."

After saying that, he stepped one foot into the gap he had created and glanced at Viola, who was watching him warily behind him.

"I've given up on taking you back until the day you want to come back to me... So live freely as you wish."

Swish!

Marga's body sank into the gap and disappeared without a trace into the air.

Seeing this, Isaac also put the 'sun' back in his hand.

After the magician disappeared, a profound silence fell over the dilapidated hall. Everyone, including Darian, was stunned by the methods Isaac had employed.

Isaac didn't care about what others thought. He walked over to the five betrothed men who had fallen to the side, picked up a magical book that had fallen to the ground and was called the Yin King's Divine Mirror, and began to read its contents.

Those who have made mistakes and died have given everything for the living; they will forever pursue the right path...

As Isaac read aloud, a soft light enveloped everyone.

Hugh: "What is he doing? The people's wounds should have been healed by now..."

“Don’t forget that we all just looked directly at the sun,” Dallian said. “To be exposed to the sun’s brilliance at such close range, even if it’s obvious, would cause significant physical damage.”

"I see..."

"More importantly, who exactly is this damned alchemist? He can use powers that even the 'Lost Book of Illusions' doesn't possess, and he can read the Illusion Book at will."

Phantasmal books, especially the ancient and lost ones, choose their readers; they are not something that just anyone can pick up and use.

"Perhaps that's what makes Isaac so mysterious."

"Hmph, in the end he's still a bastard."

After the reading ended, Isaac put down the illusion book, and all the injuries on everyone's bodies were healed.

"So this is the Illusion Book... It's really quite impressive."