Almighty Alchemist

In the gloomy cell, Padgett sat alone against the wall.

Around his neck, arms and ankles, there are strange iron rings, which are Qi-suppressing rings, which are used to suppress his fighting spirit.

The forbidden air ring is a very domineering thing. It is not only an effective weapon to imprison the strong, but also a torture tool.

The fighting energy of warriors comes from inside the body. If the warriors cannot use this power, the easiest way is to directly block the running circuit of fighting energy.

There are twelve thin needles on each qi-forbidden ring. They penetrate into the bound person's body and act directly on the opponent's body, making it impossible for the fighting qi to flow smoothly, but at the same time it will also bring great pain to the person.

Compared with it, the magic ring used to seal the magician is much better, at least it will not bring painful feelings during the process of sealing the magician.

The manufacture of this kind of gas-blocking ring is expensive, and it is generally only used by high-level warriors. Ordinary warriors use low-level alloy shackles, so the pain they suffer is much less.

At this moment, Padgett was sitting in the cell, his eyes were slightly closed, and his body trembled from time to time. It was because he was trying his best to endure this pain, but his face was calm without any twists and turns.

Footsteps sounded outside the cell.

Padgett didn't even open his eyes: "Clos, is that you? Come out."

A large red robe drew a bloody phantom outside the cell, it was Archmage Cross.

"I am sorry to see you under these circumstances, my friend."

Padgett sneered: "Don't tarnish the word friend, you don't know what friendship is. My friends will never use my family to threaten me."

"I'm sorry for this, but it's also very helpless. After all, in one-on-one battles, warriors always take advantage. When it comes to friendship, warriors have been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, risking their lives, so it's normal to despise life and value friendship. And magicians release magic under heavy protection from the rear. For us, warriors are an effective tool to protect ourselves. Even high-level warriors are just more advanced tools."

"I really hope Lord Hampton can hear your words, and he will cut off your head unceremoniously."

"Don't worry about it, even Hampton would not dare to make an enemy of the Arcane Tower, you should understand this."

"I've never been against the Arcane Tower."

"That's true." Cross sighed: "But that's not the problem. We need Raschel to help us find Xiu Yiglaer, but he refused. Maybe you can help us convince him, but we don't want this kind of thing to be known to everyone, and if Raschel is forced to make a move, he may not try to persuade you. Then you say... what should we do?"

Padgett stared blankly at Cross: "Is it for this reason? And for repairing Igleser? Why does the Arcane Tower bother repairing Iglesel?"

"Magic pattern." Cross gave two words coldly.

"So it is." Padgett immediately understood the meaning of this, and he laughed: "I used to think that magicians are a group of knowledgeable people who only know how to immerse themselves in the mysteries of magic, but I didn't expect that you are such a group of selfish bastards."

"What do you know?" Cross became excited: "magic patterns should not appear in this world. Magic is the darling of the gods. Only the darlings of the gods are eligible to learn. People should be high or low. Otherwise, who will be the leader? Who will be the commoner? A society without hierarchical order will only lead to chaos! Just like the children of tigers and leopards are born leaders, and the children of deer and sheep can only be hunted. This is the basic law of life! Precious existence, it breaks the order of this world and makes everything chaotic. Do you know what will happen to those troublemakers outside once they have this power? They will no longer believe in us, we will no longer worship us, they will no longer give us the benefits of hard work, and even rise up against us. The country will fall into turmoil, and the whole society will become chaotic. We are not for ourselves, but for the basic order of this society!"

"Tsk tsk, I have never heard anyone explain such a despicable behavior so noblely. Cross, you are such an excellent orator, and you can say such despicable and shameless things with dignity. Yes, yes, I admit that if the magic pattern is widely spread, there may indeed be people who will no longer respect magicians that much, but you are the only ones who will suffer. Don't associate your status with the safety of the country and society, you despicable liars, shameless scum. You don't care about your own ugly deeds No amount of makeup can change the dirty nature. What do you want to do? Kill me?"

Padgett struggled to stand up: "Okay then, come on, come and kill me! Use your whitewashed rhetoric, kill me openly, and then tell Raschel that Hugh Igleser did all this, let him find him and avenge me."

"Look, you know what I'm going to do." Cross smiled slightly.

Padgett shook his head regretfully: "His Royal Highness made a mistake. She thought you were loyal to her, but in fact you were only loyal to yourself."

"I am indeed loyal to her, but I am also loyal to the Arcane Tower. As far as it is concerned, there is no conflict between Her Royal Highness and the Arcane Tower."

Padgett sneered: "Really? Isn't the Arcane Tower also dealing with Hugh Iglesel?"

"That's about the Arcane Tower, I won't make a move. In front of the princess, I will always be the obedient Cross. I'm not like you, Padgett, you are the stupidest guy I have ever seen. You are loyal to the princess, but you always disobey her orders. You are loyal to your friends, but you die because of your friends. So the person who killed you is not me, but Her Royal Highness, Raschel, and Hugh Iglesle. If you want to blame, you can blame them."

"Ow!" Padgett, who was thoroughly irritated by Cross's shameless tone, uttered a strong roar. He rushed to the cell fence and punched Cross.

"Sand Shield." Cross's icy tone sounded.

A sand shield suddenly appeared in front of Cross.

Padgett's heavy punch hit the sand shield, and the powerful rebound almost broke his wrist.

"It's useless." Cross said coldly, "Now you can't even beat a junior warrior, so how can you hurt me?"

Padgett slowly raised his hands. These hands were once capable of tearing apart tigers and leopards, and once wiped out a bandit village by himself. When he was young, he even single-handedly picked twelve powerful warriors, and cut the most famous warrior in a certain place in two with one sword. But now, these hands can't even break a small sand shield.

With the end of the hero, Padgett felt a trace of sadness in his heart.

Drops of blood flowed down his fingertips, and a fighting spirit suddenly radiated from his body.

Cross was shocked: "Padgett, you... what do you want to do?"

"Ghost... Explosion!" Padgett suddenly yelled frantically.

The five air-restricting rings imprisoned on Padgett's body suddenly fluttered out at the same time, and Padgett rushed into the cell like a wild horse that had run away like lightning. The huge energy generated by the explosion of battle qi exerted his power to the extreme in an instant.

With one punch, he broke the iron bars of the cell into two pieces, and continued to hit Cross without losing momentum.

With just one punch, the sand shield was smashed into flying sand, which made Kloss fly backwards, hitting a wall, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.

After all, he is a battle-hardened archmage. The staff in Cross's hand quickly lit up, and a little crystal light appeared, forming a strange shield covering his whole body. This is his life-saving tactic, a thorn shield that can be cast without casting spells.

The thorn shield has a good rebound effect on all physical attacks, and has a strong ability to resist damage.

As soon as Padgett punched, the iron fist hit the thorn shield, and the force of the rebound almost broke his hand bones, but his strength did not decrease at all, and he frantically poured power towards the thorn shield. Blow after blow hit the shield fiercely, flashing white light from time to time.

Cross complained.

Padgett is known as one of the three generals of the Thunder among the warriors of the empire. His attacks are wild and unrestrained, fierce and fierce, and his famous combat technique is the explosion of vindictiveness.

This is a fighting method similar to fighting spirit burning, which can gather all one's strength in a short period of time and forcibly break through all obstacles.

But Cross didn't expect that he could even break through the forbidden air ring.

However, the battle qi explosion itself is a very extreme combat technique, and the weakness it produces after using it is even more powerful than taking the worst rage potion. Padgett used the vindictive energy explosion to forcibly break through the shackles of the forbidden air ring. Cross was almost sure that he was dead.

It is absolutely impossible for him to last for a long time.

The only problem is that I'm afraid I can't last much longer than Padgett.

The thorn shield is indeed a very useful shield, but the problem is that it is already on the verge of collapse under Padgett's stormy attack. This guy is like a crazy tiger sparing no effort in attacking, the force of the rebound has even broken his tendons, his fists also exposed the bones, but he still keeps attacking.

Cross was like a human sandbag, squeezed in the corner by Padgett and hammered crazily, only to die after the shield was broken.

"Help me!" Cross yelled in fear.

A slight sigh, like a drum at dusk and a bell at dawn, was heard in this cold prison cell.

It was this sigh that stopped Padgett's frenzied attack.

The strange sound of chanting came like a thread, and it rang in Padgett's ears, as if someone was chanting scriptures in his ears.

The rhythm of the scriptures is peculiar, and it has a wonderful effect of soothing people's hearts.

Until that sigh came again, the voice of chanting gradually became clearer, and Padgett heard the last words: "The leaves fall...to dust, to...soil!"

"The Art of Destruction... Nicholas... Cage..." Padgett slowly closed his eyes, and his body softened.

He used the vindictive energy explosion to forcibly destroy the forbidden qi ring, which was already a certain death, not to mention the sharp blow of the great destruction technique of the strong man in the sanctuary.

call! Cross let out a long breath.

He looked at the staff of thorns in his hand with a bit of pain, the gemstones on it were already cracked and unusable.

In just a few seconds of frenzied attack, the Thorn Gem almost exhausted all its strength, and finally collapsed due to overwhelm.

"Thank you, Mr. Cage." Cross ignored the pain and bowed to the void.

"Okay, go find Raschel, you know what to do." The majestic voice in the void was the old man named Cage.

———————————

Subscribe, everyone, there are three more in the afternoon.

The first release of this book is from Novels.com, so you can read the genuine content for the first time!