Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 680 The Aesthetics of Violence (4-in-1)

"Lord Roy, this guy is dead."

Lost in thought, Ruilier cautiously approached Lyukos, sensing his presence.

The result was complete silence.

Reassured, he reported back to him.

"The newly promoted level three is too fragile."

Roy, completely oblivious to the fact that he was also a newly promoted Level 3, chuckled lightly.

"Damn guy..."

Lyukos's men rebelled.

But it was all in vain.

They had no way to withstand the siege of Ruilier and her guards.

At this moment, An Jiali also faced off against a Qi Meridian martial artist.

At the beginning, they were at a disadvantage because of their youth and lack of experience.

But as the black snake-like markings on his neck rapidly transformed into a curse mark, they spread throughout his entire body.

The activation energy granted her strength far exceeding what she should possess at her current stage, allowing her to fight on par with a seasoned first-level martial artist.

Ultimately, she seized the opportunity to condense the fangs.

Life energy is transformed into a potent venom, which is then injected into the enemy's body.

A large number of clotting factors turn the enemy's blood into a viscous, gel-like substance, which in turn affects the nervous system.

The enemy refused to fall.

"This Lyukos is a bit strange."

Not long after, beside the ruins.

Lyukos's body was carried out and moved to an open space nearby.

"He is clearly a level three martial artist, but his life energy and physique seem to be much weaker."

It also lacks super-fast regeneration and self-healing abilities.

Roy looked at it and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Could it be caused by the secret medicine?"

Ruilier reminded her.

"Even so, it shouldn't be that fragile."

Roy, however, had a different opinion.

"That's unknown."

Roy was her immediate superior, and Ruilier couldn't argue with him, so she could only keep her opinion to herself.

"Take him away and dissect him for testing."

"Also, interrogate those people thoroughly, and let me know the results."

Roy gave the order.

"Yes."

Ruilier responded.

……

After returning, Roy did not go back to the mage's mansion, but waited outside for the result.

But he didn't sit idle; instead, he started testing his newly acquired talent.

Being the head of logistics is a good position; you have plenty of tools at your disposal that can be used for testing.

So he had someone bring a batch of recycled items from the warehouse.

I just grabbed it from the box and there it was—a little gadget that looked like a watch.

Roy glanced at it, and in the hazy light, the information surfaced in his mind.

"A damaged wristwatch-style communicator (Level 0)..."

Civilian communication devices manufactured in the technological world, following the communication array design protocol, can interconnect in the civilian frequency band…

Such items are outdated products in both high-magic and high-tech worlds, with limited value and no need for secrecy.

However, in this world, it is entirely capable of driving a technological revolution and is considered a strictly prohibited contraband.

Its owner was a wizard who once stayed here, but it was accidentally damaged in battle and was discarded.

However, according to regulations, they cannot leave the floating island and need to be piled up together for centralized processing.

This is the garbage that hasn't been processed yet.

Roy was thinking about how to disassemble it when, as soon as he had this idea, a feeling of divine assistance arose within him.

[Overcoming the strong and resilient]...

Many techniques for using skillful force to disassemble objects came to mind.

A feeling of self-taught genius welled up inside me.

"Perhaps it can be done like this..."

Without using any tools, Roy pinched both ends of the watch face, applying slight pressure with his thumb and forefinger.

"Crack!"

Its outer shell broke cleanly along the vulnerable parts and was removed.

"It seems pretty good."

Roy looked at it and found that although there was a crack, the edges were unusually smooth.

Immediately afterwards, with just a glance, the various intricate internal structures also came to light.

"It should start from here."

A three-dimensional projection appeared in his mind, showing the numerous parts of a precision instrument, with unprecedented clarity.

He quickly found the key entrance and, using his mental power, unscrewed one of the small screws.

Then came the second one, the third one...

After a series of operations, the inner chassis was disassembled.

Then there's the display screen, and various electronic components.

Finally, there is a small, button-battery-sized energy crystal.

This item is worth more than 10 magic stones and contains the secrets of being connected to the energy gathering magic array and the communication magic array.

Given Roy's current net worth, what he cares about is not this, but being able to disassemble it completely, and so quickly and well.

"It's true that my skill level has improved."

This silver-level talent is incredibly simple and straightforward.

But it seems that its power is not enough to be demonstrated in such a small thing.

Roy quickly found another construct that looked like a lump of iron, a combat-type mechanical puppet, "Beast 450 Construct"!
Driven by his intuition, he used two fingers as pincers to dig directly into the damaged area and pulled hard.

The large sheet metal shattered with a crack, tearing apart the armor protecting the energy device in the chest cavity.

This is the most robust part of the combat golem, although it was made of other alloys instead of Star Iron due to manufacturing costs.

However, in terms of disassembly difficulty, it is no less challenging.

However, Roy easily disassembled it.

Following that, the internal skeleton was disassembled piece by piece, and various parts were taken out like internal organs.

This is not just ordinary disassembly; it requires both efficiency and skill.

Like time accelerating, it is precise and efficient.

Roy became more and more adept at dismantling things, and in the end, the magic seemed to be guided by some mysterious force, forming the shape of the corresponding tools.

Guided by the "manifestation of spiritual power," the seemingly flawless welded plate was directly melted through.

At the weakest point, the gap opened up, and like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, it was completely dismantled.

Through this test, Roy fully understood the ingenuity of this talent.

"As expected of the Dismantling Special Forces!"

Perhaps by using this talent as a seed of ideas, we can create specialized conceptual weapons, disassembly tools, and more...

It appears in the shape of a screwdriver or wrench...

No, it doesn't seem to focus on technique, but rather incorporates violence?

With this in mind, Roy focused his attention on the space between his eyebrows, combining his previous research on the "Philosopher's Stone" and the "Seed of Talent" with an attempt to refine and correct them.

Under the influence of his strong will, the starlight representing "unbreakable strength" suddenly condensed and flew out from between his eyebrows.

He vaguely sensed a beam of light emanating from deep within his brow, shining upon it like laser carving, transforming it.

A mysterious force condensed it into fragments the size of an eyeball.

However, it is not a physical entity, but rather something that is both real and unreal.

"Talent Seed - Silver..."

[Violent Aesthetics]...

Progress: 11%...

******
"Success!"

Seeing this, Roy was overjoyed.

In fact, he had tried to "prove himself" a long time ago, and once successfully materialized his "wizard maxim" into the original talent of "equivalent exchange".

This is essentially the process of condensing the Philosopher's Stone.

But ever since then, it seems the very essence of my soul has been exhausted, and the "concentration" is no longer sufficient...

In addition, given the uncertainty of absorbing and accumulating source matter, he hasn't tried it much.

Later, the "Artist" transformed into the "Master of Art," and many Iron-level talents merged to become the "Master of Alchemy," thus reenacting this process of change.

Roy had a vague feeling that this "ability" had returned.

As expected, the newly acquired [Destroy the Strong and Uproot the Resilient] gave rise to [Violent Aesthetics].

However, this talent has not been fully developed; it is currently at 11% progress.

Moreover, the concept of "breaking through the strong and resilient" itself has not disappeared; rather, it remains there as the foundation of the "constellation."

It is not an isolated entity; vaguely, it seems to be connected to bronze-level "restoration experts," "reverse engineers," and "lucky fodder"...

And also the Black Iron level [Skilled Worker], [Alchemy Machine], [Material Identification]...

Many of the talent points are closely related.

They construct a complex constellation system using "stars" and "connections".

Roy's immediate thought, almost instinctively, was to continue drawing along these "connections" until he filled in the gaps with new "stars" to create a complete "constellation" graphic.

"As expected, the more you know, the stronger your premonition becomes."

Puzzle puzzles have become easier!

After reflecting on his feelings just now, Roy nodded to himself.

But what exactly are the attributes of this "violent aesthetics," and what is its function?

He himself does not know for the time being.

……

That night.

Bocre and Reilly went to Roy's office to report on the aftermath and the results of the autopsy.

"Lord Roy, it has been confirmed that they sneaked up here several days ago and have been lying in wait for some time."

"No wonder, recently we've entered a state of combat readiness, and the sky islands have banned the use of the suspended ladders for going up and down."

As for Lyukos…

He has components of an awakening drug in his body!

"Ok?"

"Yes, we have confirmed that it is indeed an awakening potion!"
However, this may be due to outdated technology and the fact that the Divine Awakening Potion required for advancement to level three is difficult to refine and has significant side effects.

It severely damaged Lyukos's physique and lifespan; the cause of death was not physical trauma, but rather sudden cardiac death similar to that caused by a high concentration of stimulants!

"Is that so?"

After listening to the reports from his two subordinates, Roy fell into thought.

"Krusip's escape happened recently. Even if he had been secretly colluding with the natives for a long time, he wouldn't have revealed the secret medicine so easily."

Could it be that the monks were involved?

"It seems possible."

"Bockley said in a low voice."

They directly ruled out the possibility that the indigenous people could have developed it themselves.

"Never mind, let's not worry about that for now."

In recent days, we have been conducting thorough searches of the interior of the floating island to prevent similar incidents from occurring.

Roy said.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Bokre and Ruilier responded in succession.

After seeing the two off, Roy stayed behind, holding a test tube in his hand, lost in thought.

This contains a blood sample left by Ljuços.

He sensed a mysterious and profound power within it, which was characteristic of Chakra Warriors, but it was not as simple as described in the materials.

The Seven Towers Alliance began its research on it 300 years ago, and after several iterations, it has achieved remarkable results.

However, without the Eye of Hermes and various alchemical talents to assist him, some of his understanding is still not deep enough.

"I always feel like there are still some secrets that haven't been uncovered."

For example, the deeper secrets of crafting awakening potions.

I previously successfully crafted a level zero Chakra Awakening potion, as well as a level one Qi Meridian Awakening potion and a level two Heart Fire Awakening potion...

It has been roughly confirmed that to achieve further enlightenment, one needs to reach a level similar to self-awareness in the realm of spirit and soul.

This is actually in the category of "wizard maxims", and could perhaps be named "Awakening of Divine Will" or "Martial Destiny"!
But no matter what the method is, it is difficult to replicate.

To this day, wizards themselves have not been able to ensure that anyone has mastered the "Wizard's Maxims," ​​and there is still a dropout rate when training wizards to formal ranks.

Similarly, it can be proven that such powerful individuals, who are involved in the realm of spirit and soul, cannot be mass-produced.

What wizards can't do, mages probably can't do either.

How did the natives manage to do that?
Or perhaps, this Lyukos was merely a coincidence, and the awakening drug he took didn't play a crucial role...

There were still too many questions surrounding this, and Roy pondered them for a while without finding any answers, so he could only leave them aside for the time being.

……

Following the attack on Lyukos, new intelligence quickly followed.

This time, it was the city below that was attacked.

The authorities established there by the wizards suffered tremendous damage.

"This is an old trick of the natives. If they can't deal with us, they'll deal with the puppet regime."

With their capabilities, they could hunt down many personnel in a short period of time and eliminate those in charge of various affairs.

The City of Heaven is already considered good.

The farther away we are from here, the less control we have.

When the intelligence was delivered, Ruilier said helplessly.

The heavenly city she spoke of was the collective name for the floating island and the city below.

The locals regarded it as a miracle and a symbol of the great power of the visiting wizards.

With such a floating island in the sky, loyalty and faith will never cease.

Within sight of the naked eye, the wizards maintained a certain degree of control.

However, in the far distance lies the territory of the natives.

"This looks pretty messy..."

But do I need to change this situation?

It doesn't seem necessary.

In any case, they'll be transferred after a few decades or a hundred years at most.

"It's not my place."

A thought flashed through Roy's mind.

However, he did not stand idly by while things were happening right under his nose, but instead ordered, "Find a way to drive them away."

As he spoke, he released his puppet.

Zofiel, the Scout of God.

Soon after, above the floating island.

The light, like a shooting star flying backwards, reached an altitude of 3 meters in a very short time.

With its wings spread out, the satellite takes on a "个" (ge) shape as it works, allowing remote sensing satellites to view the earth from above.

Within a very short time, the data link was transmitted, processed by the girl's skull, and the final result was communicated to Roy using "communication magic".

Roy then locked onto their existence in a way that was completely incomprehensible to this world.

******
In his mind, he saw a scene from high above, looking down at the earth, where a dozen people were being driven away by guards and fleeing quickly. In the rush, the guards didn't have time to launch a coordinated attack, so they couldn't pose a direct threat.

Those people fled into the nearby forest and, like nimble monkeys, quickly hid themselves.

Just then, the prototype of the Bird Dragon sped past and dropped several thermobaric bombs.

The attack covered a large area, encompassing several kilometers around it.

Smoke billowed into the sky, and several giant mushrooms sprouted from it.

Immediately afterwards, the raging fire spread.

A wide-area life detector was activated, and several bright spots of light flashed as they fled toward the lake to the north.

"Three people have survived. Should we launch a second attack?"

The girl's skull reminded her.

"No need. The fact that those people were able to withstand the first wave of attacks means they weren't meant to die."

"In that case, spare their lives."

Roy had no interest in exterminating everyone.

In any case, the original purpose was to drive those people away and prevent them from causing trouble on the territory they controlled.

This kind of undetectable aerial attack will also become a nightmare for the survivors.

They won't come back easily.

It would be enough if he didn't come during his term of office.

Upon hearing this, the girl's skull didn't say much and immediately summoned the prototype of the Bird Dragon to return to base.

……

Afterwards, Ruilier came to report the details.

Roy then learned that the group involved in the attack was called the "Hungry Wolf Organization," and that they were rebels from the independent city of Dorok in the south.

"They are considered a progressive force among the indigenous people."

At least, it was a rare instance of awakening national consciousness and attempting to drive away the existence of sorcerers.

Unfortunately, it remains trapped in a chaotic narrative, primarily relying on attacks and assassinations.

They also didn't know how to organize production or establish order.

Roy read through the materials and found that, probably because of the huge difference in individual strength, they never knew how to unite ordinary people or develop productivity.

They always rely on force and intuition.

They only ever believe in the idea that the strong rule.

However, in this narrative, wizards are always at the top of the food chain, so even within the organization, there is often betrayal and infighting.

The overall assessment is that they are a mob and not worth worrying about.

"The wizards' rule here is akin to a dimensional reduction attack, and they are very adept at exploiting weaknesses."

As soon as any hint of a tendency towards farming is shown, or a top-tier expert is born, a hunt will be organized.

Since destruction is always easier than construction, doing this once every hundred years or so can effectively eliminate threats…

However, just as Roy was thinking of this, Legatus suddenly sent out a distress signal.

"The 'Tiger Organization' received aid from the mages, and I'm trapped..."

"what?"

Roy hesitated slightly, mainly to weigh the risks of the battle against the Alliance's punishment.

Ultimately, they chose to step in and provide assistance.

……

Not long ago.

In the distant city of Teruo.

"Hahaha, Legatus, your end has come!"

"Damn Buyl..."

They actually cooperated with the indigenous people!
Are you going to violate the "Convention on the Non-Proliferation of Magic"?

"Anyway, if I kill you, no one will know anything about this place."

So that's what you were planning!

Legatos glared angrily at the mage's figure floating in the air.

However, the surrounding white light intertwined, forming a massive magic array that enveloped the entire city.

In the air, the howling fireball struck again. He was temporarily unable to break through and could only retreat to cover, using the remaining energy of his "Shield" spell to avoid damage.

Several terrible wounds appeared on his body, and the eerie blue energy, like flames, continuously devoured his life force.

It cannot be cured in a short period of time.

"Sir, your injuries are too severe; you must undergo surgery as soon as possible."

Several followers looked on with concern.

Buyler's offensive has slowed down considerably, but this is not because the opponent can't hold on, but because he is confident that he can wear Legatus down.

Legatos shook his head.

He was still very clear-headed and knew that now was not the time to receive treatment.

Moreover, even if the treatment is successful, the situation cannot be changed in a short period of time.

The intelligence must be transmitted as soon as possible.

Suddenly, a huge roar came from the sky above the city.

The violent explosion shook the magic circle and brought with it terrifying energy fluctuations.

"This breath..."

Legatos peeked out, only to see the towering Serion seize the opportunity and smash the mage Buyl's head with a single punch.

Just moments ago, Buyl was smug and arrogant, but suddenly a white light shot out from his body, and he hovered in the air like a ghost.

"Damn it..."

You damned native monkey!

"There's internal strife?"

Legatos watched this scene with delight.

"good chance!"

The brief fluctuation of the magic array gave him an opportunity, and he quickly used the "communication spell" to send out the message.

Buyl cursed, "You bastard, do you know what you've done?"

But Serion ignored him and just kept attacking relentlessly. His powerful chakra was like a blade, scraping away his soul energy again and again.

Buyl panicked and hurriedly fled into the air.

However, a Chakra Warrior who has reached the third stage possesses "Divine Intent," and this spiritual energy supports him in flying through the air. For a short period of time, he is no less capable than a spellcaster.

In desperation, he attempted to use a "teleportation" spell to escape, but was then interfered with by a powerful energy.

That was still brought about by "divine will".

In the end, this dignified monk was captured and killed by a fist.

Watching that "divine will" emerge like a fierce tiger, it bit into Buyl's soul and devoured it whole.

Legatos's eyes widened in shock, and he roared in disbelief and fury, "Damn it..."

"Foolish fellow!"

"He devoured the mage's soul!"

Several subordinates nearby were also furious and terrified.

Someone said in a trembling voice, "The fatal weakness of Chakra Warriors is their lack of knowledge of magic."

However, defeating powerful enemies and absorbing divine will will strengthen martial destiny and enhance barrier abilities similar to "anti-demon field"!

Initially, there were native strongmen who developed such abilities and then defeated many wizards with their iron fists!
If it weren't for the alliance having a backup plan, he would have truly forged a legend and stepped out of the stars!

"That's why most of the wizards who guarded this place afterward were bloodline wizards, possessing magical transformation abilities or other combat abilities that relied on physical strength. There have never been any combinations that relied entirely on magical abilities since..."

Legatos listened to his men's discussion, his face turning ashen.

Just then, Roy appeared much faster than he had expected.

In the air, Serion, who was searching for Legatos, suddenly turned his head sharply and quickly locked onto his target.

******
Oh no...

Why did he come here so blatantly?

Legatus was starting to panic.

Then it dawned on him that Roy had probably used "teleportation" to get to the vicinity of the city and then rushed over.

"Lord Roy seems to lack experience in dealing with powerful enemies on high-intensity battlefields and is unaware of the importance of concealing oneself?"

He quickly used "communication magic" to try and remind her.

But it was already too late.

Serion leaped directly from a tall building, striking Roy's magic carpet.

His movements and demeanor were exactly like a tiger with wings.

"Ok?"

The moment Serion made his move, Roy's mind went blank, instinctively sensing the danger.

But it was too late to create distance.

Serion attacked with astonishing speed.

His fist was covered in a fist aura formed by flames, and the flowing flames revealed a huge tiger head.

This scene was like a tiger descending the mountain, viciously biting Roy's neck.

"Die!"

Serion grinned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Roy's eyes flickered slightly, and he instantly understood what was going on.

I was careless.

When I came in just now, I didn't sense his presence..."

Approaching the battlefield where a level three martial artist is located so rashly is an extremely dangerous move.

But he didn't panic. Instead, he channeled his magic and instantly cast a spell.

The "divine will" of level three chakra warriors is, after all, not a true "anti-demon field".

Even a true "anti-magic field" cannot interfere with the "activation technique" acting on one's own flesh and blood cells.

Therefore, he used his innate magical talent, etched into his soul, to swiftly transform his physical body.

Serion punched Roy in the chest, but instead of feeling the expected impact, he felt intense pain.

The immense force applied to his fist made his knuckles ache.

Upon closer inspection, Anjali and Alice on the magic carpet were blown away.

Roy, however, turned into a glittering golden statue.

Its body was completely gold-plated, and its surface was covered with a smooth, thin-film-like "diamond skin".

This is Frosif's specialty. Over the course of a century, he has advanced to the third level and even acquired a dragon body with exceptional magical talent.

Roy instantly condensed the "Activation Technique" onto his body and solidified it through the method of reversing the activation process.

They even utilized the Golden Dragon's talent, combined with the characteristics of Radiant Gold, to develop a new model with extremely high magic resistance.

He called this spell...

"Invincible Golden Body!"
True invincibility is, of course, impossible.

Even the diamond-like skin was cracked like a spiderweb from the punches.

But it did manage to block the attack after all.

The statue's gaze held a hint of mockery.

"Your experience is indeed richer than mine."

But it was of no use.

Roy raised his hand, reversed the solidification, and slapped Serion with his palm.

Boom!

Serion's body flew backward like a cannonball and embedded itself hard below.

He didn't dare linger. He immediately dragged his injured body to his feet and fled outside in a panic.

Legatos immediately jumped out and intercepted him.

At this moment, his already imposing, towering body appeared even taller and stronger, reaching over 5 meters in height, with a belly as large as a small house.

Under the influence of a strange sorcery, the fat on his entire body burned fiercely, and crimson flames enveloped his fists, flashing like shooting stars.

Boom!

Serion's body flew backwards again.

"it is good!"

Roy had no intention of winning unfairly; he clapped his hands, and three heads and six arms appeared.

Boom! Boom boom boom boom...

The solid, visceral blows generated intense energy, crashing down on the ground like a storm.

Serion, the leader of the "Tiger Organization," who had just fallen to the ground, was immediately met with an unprecedented and terrifying attack.

Roy's fist was imbued with a sharp edge; with each swing, it was enhanced with active energy, causing the earth to tremble.

Every punch, every palm strike.

They are all infused with the power of magic and the workings of life energy.

Contrary to what Legatos and others thought, Roy used to be the "Black Blade Sword Saint".

It was only because he hadn't used the Golden Behemoth's bloodline body for a long time that the abilities of [Bloodline Awakening] and [Brutalization] had temporarily subsided, causing him to gradually neglect his martial arts and stop using them frequently.

But this doesn't mean he lacks combat skills. He has never lacked a series of combat specialties such as "combat reflexes," "defense in offense," and "spinning attack."

Now, having been given the body of a golden dragon, it has degenerated into a "baby dragon," and its physique should have deteriorated significantly.

Yet, ironically, the "wise sayings" are still preserved.

If we also take into account the energy boost from the "Activation Technique," their physical combat ability will certainly not be lacking.

So, in a very short time, he was like a human pile driver, blasting Serion straight into the ground.

The enemy leader was already severely wounded, but he killed the mage with a powerful backlash.

Upon being attacked again, he immediately vomited blood and could not bear it.

His eyes were glazed over as he looked at Roy's handsome, jade-like face with some surprise.

"I... have lost!"

"Lord Roy, kill him and seize the divine will!"

A powerful soul like this is the perfect foundation for your martial arts.

This is also the greatest mystery of the world.

Forge the martial destiny of divine will with the blood of the defeated!

Legatos appeared nearby, but instead of "stealing the kill," he left him to Roy.

"Father!"

Just then, a burly young man with short hair rushed up and angrily attacked Roy.

He is a Level 2 Heartfire Awakener, and his entire body is filled with powerful life energy.

However, due to their limited level, even a sudden attack would not pose a real threat.

Roy's hands twisted backward in a bizarre reverse joint motion.

“Eselin…”

Serion struggled to open his eyes, but suddenly his fighting spirit was rekindled, and he clapped his hands out.

But instead of running away or attacking Roy, he sent the short-haired youth flying from a distance.

His control over his power was clearly at a master level, and he pushed his opponent away in an instant.

"Come on!"

The roar abruptly stopped.

Because of Roy's attack, the force of his energy pierced through his chest and skull.

Mysterious soul energy surged forth, transforming into divine will and forging his "Martial Arts Destiny".

This kind of thing, similar to "wizard's maxims," ​​is the most important resource for cultivating chakra martial arts and the fastest path to advancement.

In an instant, Roy's body trembled as he felt a mysterious energy, similar to a legendary destiny, being infused into him.

To his surprise, however, it did not develop into a martial arts-related "divine intent" like bloodline talent.

But...

[Alchemy talent gain is in progress (11%→45%)]

【Violent Aesthetics (Silver Level)】

[When destroying items...]

An inexplicable surge of emotion welled up within me, bringing with it a vague and unprecedented piece of talent information.

(End of this chapter)