Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 683 The Forging Array

Chapter 683 The Forging Array (4-in-1)

The secret of "Territory Forged"...

"So, I should consider this a mastery?"

Roy wasn't particularly excited, but he couldn't help feeling a faint sense of joy.

Because the transmutation array deployed in the desert is based on the transmutation array granted by the [equivalent exchange].

Among these formations, there is a basic configuration that is the largest in scale and the most widespread.

Its name is—"The Forging of the Nation"!
This mystery is no less profound than the "Net of All Spirits".

"However, other people's territory will not allow me to set up a larger-scale witch formation."

I don't have that much capital...

Unless we return to the world of Araghi and properly rebuild and renovate it!

Before I knew it, the game had started again.

Roy watched absentmindedly.

After a while, when the results came out, I finally got serious again.

[Alchemy talent gain is in progress (4%→5%)]

[Secret Spell Removal (Silver Rank)]

"【Secret Technique Dispel】, what kind of talent is this?"
Could it be related to dismantling or damage?
Is it merely a focus on the realm of magic?

Roy had a vague sense of something.

This talent gave it a head start in the development of tuberculosis, allowing it to take shape first.

At the same time, the source energy of several other talents is also increasing.

However, it won't show up until it reaches a certain level.

……

The match continued.

More and more contestants are taking the stage.

Various kinds of martial arts knowledge and information about the contestants are also being collected continuously.

Suddenly, the girl's head came close to Roy's ear, alerting him.

"Jiminde, a peak level two expert trained by the mage, has made his appearance."

His mission was to injure Senbat, the level three powerhouse he was about to face, so that he could make his move later!

"Oh?"

Roy's heart stirred slightly.

"Has that Senbat been impossible to control all along?"

"Yes, so the mages decided to destroy him."

"But under normal circumstances, a level two peak expert cannot defeat a level three expert. Could it be that they are planning to use my specially made super-concentrated mastan mixture?"

Roy took note of this.

Sure enough, as soon as Jaimund appeared, he exuded an extraordinary, intense aura, like oil being poured over a raging fire.

A powerful aura enveloped him, creating a sense of oppression.

This momentum was so powerful that it even surpassed that of newly promoted Level 3 in a short period of time.

"As expected of a super-concentrated potion, it actually brought out life energy!"

On the other side, the researchers working with the mages were also on high alert.

"This is something Roy invented..."

The ordinary mastan mixture is three times more potent than the awakening potion.

This highly concentrated medicine is seven to eight times more potent than ordinary tamsulosin!

"Moreover, it's a medicinal power that can be effectively digested and absorbed, not just a matter of taking a few more doses of awakening potion!"

……

"Click, click!"

On the ring, Jaimund twisted his neck, facing Sembat, and revealed a cruel grin.

"start!"

The host recited the rules as usual, then quickly stepped aside.

Jemind immediately threw a punch.

His heart burned fiercely, unleashing a powerful fist aura resembling a beast's head.

Boom!

The sound was like a locomotive suddenly crashing into a mountain.

In the midst of the violent collision, Senbat's pupils suddenly widened.

"What kind of monster is this?"

His mind left his body and captured the endless, fierce aura, and he immediately showed an expression of disbelief.

"Even though I haven't opened my third eye chakra and gained control of my divine will..."

But how could he possess such a powerful physique?

Senbat's mind raced, considering temporarily avoiding a direct confrontation and waiting for his opponent to exhaust himself before launching a counterattack.

But at that moment, his body seemed to be stimulated by some mysterious electric current, and he stiffened slightly.

To outsiders, it appeared that he had lost his footing under Jaimund's relentless attack.

Even in his own mind, it was all due to the excessive force of the punch, which caused him to be careless for a moment.

"Oops……"

Realizing he was losing his balance, Senbat instinctively stretched out his leg and kicked hard, forcing himself onto the ring and regaining his footing.

But just then, a fist came crashing down, aimed straight at his face.

boom!
Sembat's body crashed heavily to one side, like a cannonball hitting the ring.

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

A dry cough could be heard.

Senbat's entire body circulated energy, his divine will drawing upon life energy, transforming it into chakra, and condensing it into the shape of a giant bear.

Even the materialized physical body was forced out.

This is the strongest fighting form of a Chakra Warrior, the moment when divine will erupts, the embodiment of martial destiny... or rather, the martial spirit!
Jaimund also expended a great deal of energy.

But upon seeing this scene, it only took a few deep breaths before lunging forward with an even more explosive and frenzied momentum.

"How can this damn guy be so strong?"

Just as Senbat tried to move, he was paralyzed again.

Ah!
His chest was visibly dented, as he had been struck by an iron fist and taken full force of the blow.

Immediately following, even more ferocious attacks came one after another, one punch, two punches, three punches...

More than ten punches in a row...

"Oh no, Senbat is completely helpless!"

Jaimund's attack continued; he was in a killing frenzy and couldn't stop...

"This stamina..."

It's like a monster!

Everyone who witnessed it was genuinely amazed.

"Something feels off. This level of physical fitness and the ability to sustain attacks is completely beyond common sense!"

Could this be the same mastan compound that was circulating on the market before?
Alchemy can actually unleash the full potential of the human body to such an extent...

That's power comparable to that of a dragon!

In the distance, in the basement.

Krusip watched the live stream transmitted through the antenna on the monitor and frowned.

But in the end, Jaminde, who had been unleashing a furious barrage of attacks like a mad bull, finally ran out of energy and was caught off guard by Senbat's counterattack.

Possessing divine will, his spiritual power allows him to keenly capture many details, and his skills are even more advanced.

Seizing the opportunity when the opponent took a breath, he unleashed his chakra energy like a pressure point strike, sending it flying from a distance.

Following closely behind, they struck vital points in succession.

Jeminde coughed up blood and collapsed instantly.

“Hu…Hu…Hu!”

Senbat collapsed to the ground, still shaken, unable to speak for a long time.

"Jiminde player..."

It's like my heart suddenly stopped! Sembat wins!

The host went up to check for a while and then announced in surprise.

"Shh!"

Perhaps because they found the victory too ugly, people from all sides began to boo.

The live broadcast also promptly presented footage collected from various cities.

When Cembat staggered off the field and heard the boos, his face turned ashen.

However, Roy remained calm.

[Alchemy talent gain is in progress (5%→9%)]

[Secret Spell Removal (Silver Rank)]

Talent essence is steadily increasing.

******
One day passed.

The first round of the competition has ended.

The Biaban Desert experiences the transition from day to night, followed by a new dawn.

Higgs sat cross-legged in his tent to rest, and as the sun rose, he suddenly seemed to sense something and opened his eyes.

"It's the second round."

He followed Krusip's advice and did not accept the water and food provided by the organizing committee, nor did he sleep in the housing they had built.

As a powerful martial artist, he had followers and vehicles, and was fully capable of arranging his own accommodation and meals.

Even if you don't sleep, eat, or drink, you can still get through it.

However, when I got up and went outside, I saw that many contestants were returning from outside.

"Chief, those people have gone to live with the wizards and eat the wizards' food."

They seemed completely unsuspecting and quite happy.

A warrior who was following Hitches came over and said with a slightly annoyed tone.

"But I just went to check and didn't find any problems."

The dormitory and canteen that Roy and Libara built were located a few miles away from the arena, mainly to avoid the damage that the battle might cause.

The organizing committee thoughtfully provided transportation, but some runners were in a hurry and simply ran to and from the event themselves.

"Let them be, let fate decide."

Hitches nodded without saying anything.

……

"Heh, they were prepared after all!"

Using a passive eavesdropping device, sound waves were detected from several kilometers away.

The staff immediately compiled the information and shared it with everyone.

"There is absolutely no need to tamper with this, as it would affect too many people and the possibility of it being exposed prematurely is too great."

"On the contrary, we provided the best possible logistical support, offering luxurious services to the highest aristocratic standards."

Legato, Impetto, Oyd, and Libara gathered together via a communication device to discuss their conversation.

Soon, they started analyzing the list of participants again.

From beginning to end, their goal was to be the one who could open the crown chakra and become a legend.

"Jeronta?"

This is a veteran powerhouse; he looks somewhat like it.

Wolf?

It seems to be a remnant of the White Wolf Clan. This time, they even brought Esselin with them. It seems that the person who rescued him before must be this one.

There is also some suspicion..."

"This Hitches?"

This person is the leader of the underground resistance, and is also a prime suspect.

It's possible that he took in Krusip, who had previously defected.

"And then there's Salenos, who was quite compliant before, has quite a few businesses under his control, and works closely with us."

However, while opening the top chakra may lead to legendary status, it will also inevitably lead to conflict, so caution is necessary.

After much discussion, it seems there's still no consensus.

They all looked like traitors, ready to jump out and oppose.

"Forget it, there's no point in speculating now."

Let's wait until the competition progresses and let him reveal himself.

"Those who are eliminated one by one will eventually stand out!"

In the end, the group simply made a list of suspects and then waited to see how things would develop.

[Alchemy talent gain in progress (75%)]

[Secret Spell Removal (Silver Rank)]

Roy was rather quiet, as his attention was focused on his own panel.

"Not all losers can be granted a destiny in martial arts..."

Or should we say that not all martial arts destiny includes alchemical talent?

The first round is the elimination round for the top 100.

The 64 eliminated contestants should each provide 64 copies of source material.

Based on an average progress rate of 2% to 3% per person, they should have been able to condense this silver-level talent by now.

but it is not the truth.

This also made Roy realize that this harvest was not quantifiable.

"Besides that, there is another possibility."

That is, talent that has not yet condensed into a 'seed' is quietly gathering behind the scenes.

But it's something I myself am barely aware of; I can only wait for it to manifest in the future.

He silently noted these phenomena in his mind.

We are preparing to deduce the underlying principles from the phenomena.

Then discover, verify, and utilize.

……

"Hello, everyone!"

After a night's rest, the second round of the competition is about to begin!

The next match will be the second round, from 64 to 32…

At 9 o'clock, the competition started on time amidst the host's enthusiastic announcement.

In fact, given the physical strength and energy of the contestants, they could easily fight for several days and nights without needing much rest.

However, considering that the global audience consists mostly of ordinary people, many other arrangements also need to be easy to implement.

The organizing committee still chose this method to proceed with the competition.

While keeping watch from his desert barracks, Roy continued to inspect the harvest.

“There is really a lot of potential in ‘Nation Forging’!”

This can be considered a ground-based version of "The Net of All Souls," but with even greater targeting.

Perhaps we could combine the two and modify them into a more unique alchemical array.

Other wizards used these arrays to harvest lives and souls.

What they harvested was a deeper, more subtle spirituality.

Especially the source of alchemical talent.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was noon.

As the competition progresses, the source energy continues to accumulate.

Like an old farmer who has planted seeds, Roy watched with satisfaction as the progress gradually filled up.

Finally, like water dripping on a stone, we arrived at the final harvest stage.

[Alchemy talent gain is in progress (97%→100%)]

Instantly, a semi-transparent illusory panel appeared, projecting new text that was displayed in front of you.

[Secret Spell Removal (Silver Rank)]

[Destroying and removing "Arcane Marks" and "Enchanted Attributes" from alchemical artifacts, including magic array structures such as "Alchemical Runes" and "Rune Arrays," as well as various enchanted effects, will increase the corresponding ability level by 2 when performing related operations.]

Roy was suddenly jolted.

In an instant, he felt that certain perceptions and understandings deep within his mind suddenly rose to the level of a fifth-level true god.

Destruction and dismantling...

Arcane Mark! Enchantment Attribute!
Sure enough!

It is a demolition ability transformed from the martial arts destiny of the same series as "Destroying the Strong and Uprooting the Resilient" and "Violent Aesthetics".

If the previous "violent aesthetics" tended to focus on physical structures.

Therefore, at this moment, this [secret spell release] undoubtedly leans towards the realm of magic.

Roy casually pulled out a dyed gold bar that he had previously refined.

He could vaguely sense the difference between this and real gold.

However, while the Spirit of Zosimos is still in effect, it does indeed exhibit the properties of gold.

However, a slight amount of force is applied to the palm.

Pinch it hard.

The gold bars faded rapidly, like paint peeling off.

As expected, it gradually revealed its true nature as an ordinary iron block!

"I see!"

Roy carefully sensed the difference and suddenly realized.

******
A few days later.

As the competition progressed, more and more martial artists were defeated, and their "Martial Destiny" was harvested.

Roy gradually discovered that yet another new talent was emerging.

However, progress has become increasingly slow.

[Alchemy talent gain in progress (19%)]

"It seems to be gradually reaching its limit..."

Perhaps the spiritual term "saturation" would be more accurate. According to the scientific explanation, "saturation" refers to the maximum amount of solute contained in a solution under certain temperature and pressure conditions.

In the study of "soul," spiritual matter is found to be present in the maximum amount within a soul of a certain type and size.

If you don't increase your total spirituality and accommodate more soul energy, it will be difficult to improve further.

This time, not even "tuberculosis" was observed, and the specific seed was unclear.

However, Roy didn't seem to care.

After all, it is still growing.

Moreover, while one kind of spirituality may reach a state of saturation, another kind may not.

In the future, when I go to other worlds and absorb other kinds of spirituality, perhaps another kind of talent will be born.

……

"Master, the semi-finals are about to begin."

Just then, the girl's skull gave a reminder.

Roy snapped out of his thoughts and looked at the stage, only to find that there were only four figures left in the four corners of the ring and the preparation area.

One of them was none other than the Golden Matan Demon he had created himself.

This wasn't achieved through sheer skill, but rather through the use of secret medicines, magical artifacts, and the aid of the arena.

They even changed bodies midway through!
It's like giving it your all on stage and dying together with your opponent.

Upon inspection from below the stage, the interior was found to be completely corroded.

But just like a twin who temporarily replaces the backup brother, once he's equipped with repaired and restored gear, he becomes a hero again.

The second person was a rebel leader named Hitches.

As a veteran powerhouse in his native world, he overcame numerous obstacles and demonstrated formidable strength.

Legatos, Oyd, and others all paid considerable attention to this slightly thin old man wearing a short jacket.

The third person is "White Wolf" Wolf.

He is a remnant of the "White Wolf Clan," which was wiped out by wizards decades ago.

Regardless of whether it was the ultimate goal or not, they all wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

As for the fourth person, it is Sarenos, a local tyrant who has some connections with wizards and mages and has become a comprador.

He was a very shrewd individual who navigated the various factions with ease, amassing a vast fortune.

The communication connection between Legatos and the others came through: "It's basically locked on, it's Hitches..."

In his previous battles, he demonstrated combat abilities that were different from those of ordinary Chakra warriors.

Their strength is unparalleled!

"And regardless of whether he is or not, he must be nipped in the bud once he has made it to the semi-finals."

"Next, we'll eliminate him and Wolf the White Wolf together!"

"Let them fight a battle first, and use the natives to eliminate the natives."

"Sarenos is probably quite obedient; he let us win this match so that Creo can conserve his strength."

The wizards and sorcerers who rule the world have revealed their venomous fangs.

……

Let's take a look at the group assignments...

The result is out!
Hitchcock vs. Wolf!

Creo vs. Sarenos!

On stage, the host read out the results displayed on the big screen.

As expected, the lottery results were "machine-generated" and "absolutely fair and impartial."

Without being deeply involved in the conspiracy, outsiders would have no idea what's going on.

"Whoa whoa!"

"Oh--"

Around the world, in major cities.

The unsuspecting indigenous people cheered enthusiastically.

They don't care about any of that.

All they knew was that the highly anticipated "Martial Arts King Fighting Tournament" had finally reached the semi-finals.

"Mr. Wolf, keep it up!"

Esselin, who had already been eliminated, looked at the man with the buzz cut.

Wolf nodded, his demeanor remaining calm despite the slight marks from his previous injuries.

"I will."

"leader."

"teacher……"

the other side.

Hitches' men also gathered around.

They also vaguely sensed the targeting by the wizards and mages, and the closer they got to this crucial moment, the more vigilant they became.

Hitches, however, was far more composed than they appeared.

He rose through the ranks, overcoming numerous obstacles.

He reaffirmed and validated his martial arts skills, and his belief in invincibility continued to solidify.

"Wolf?"
"He's a formidable opponent."

He chuckled softly and slowly walked onto the arena.

……

"Lord Hitches, I've long admired your name."

Wolf looked at the old man standing opposite him with reverence.

I've heard many rumors about you.

Although I am indifferent to the so-called 'resistance cause,' I know that you are doing it for Yodakar.

I admire you.

What he said was the truth.

Even with its own shortcomings and failure to achieve its goals, it still deserves respect.

However, this is, after all, a crucial occasion watched by hundreds of millions of people.

And it also involves billions of dollars in prize money.

He can't hold back.

So, after saying those polite words, he still assumed the starting stance of the "White Wolf Holy Fist".

"please!"

"We were compatriots, but we still fought to the death under the guidance of the invaders."

This is the tragedy of us Yodakara people.

"I don't want to kill a talent like you. I'll use the martial arts of heaven and man that I've mastered in this life to make you back down."

Hitches seemed to know that after this incident, it would be impossible to hide his identity any longer.

So, with a gentle lift of his hand.

"start!"

The host ignored them and announced the start of the competition.

Wolf launched the first attack.

The white ice wolf materialized into its true form, and as it charged, icy coldness spread everywhere.

The entire arena was covered in ice and snow.

However, Hitches displayed incredible skill.

He floated like a duckweed amidst Wolf's punches and kicks.

Each time, he narrowly avoided Wolf's attack, seemingly by the slightest margin.

"It sure is him!"

While the two were fighting, several high-precision cameras were aimed at the area.

Various energy analyzers, intelligent spectrometers, magic sensors, and more create a fully digital analysis environment.

He easily dodged every blow!
Moreover, it was done almost simultaneously with Wolf's attack!

"It's somewhat like the warrior's special ability 'Foresight,' but it also seems to have a hint of 'prophecy' in it!"

The host excitedly announced: "Such superb martial arts, almost flawless..."

"Ah, he made his move! He actually cut off Wolf's attack midway, easily interrupting his momentum!"

To everyone's disbelief, Wolf, who was already a seasoned level three martial arts master, was almost like a child encountering a martial arts master, and his attacks were easily interrupted one after another.

After just a few moves, his muscles began to tremble uncontrollably, and he was completely at a disadvantage.

******
"We can't let him win so easily; we have to wear him down!"

Oyd decided to resort to despicable means and immediately activated the "electrostatic field".

To everyone's great surprise, it was completely useless!

Hitches completely ignored the "electrostatic field" and continued to move freely.

Why isn't it working?

"He clearly doesn't have a magic shield..."

"No, it doesn't necessarily require a magical shield. It could also be about controlling one's own bioelectricity and extending one's mental will into the level of the autonomic nervous system!"

The monks, being well-informed and experienced, immediately understood the reason.

"If that's the case, then spells like 'Static Field' can indeed be exempted."

Higher-level life forms, though taking different paths, will ultimately acquire some magical abilities similar to magic.

This is the supreme martial art of achieving harmony between heaven and man!
However, Legatus and Oyd, among others, were not surprised but rather delighted.

Because they became increasingly certain that Hitches, with his performance, was the hope of the native world that they wanted to eradicate.

Moments later, Hitches made a series of moves.

His martial arts style was completely unlike that of other martial artists, which were violent and barbaric, displaying pure violence.

On the contrary, each precise strike is in line with the mysteries of human body structure and physiological function.

Like using minimal force to deflect a great weight, Wolf the White Wolf found it difficult to cope.

After several dozen moves, he could no longer withstand the attack and was defeated.

When a strong body crashes to the ground, even the most ambitious person can't help but feel lost and confused.

He felt as if he had been crushed by a higher dimension.

Even when they lose, they find it difficult to understand how they lost.

……

"We must not allow him to gain prestige."

"Release a press release to smear him!"

It was still Oyd who made a decisive move.

Thus, the media matrix was activated.

Comprador capital also quickly fueled the flames.

"Fake fight! Match-fixing!"

"A wretched old man, barely any flesh on his bones, actually defeated the strong Wolf so easily? Who would believe that!"

“Look at the replay, Wolf hadn’t even thrown a punch yet, and he was already dodging!”

"It's neither scientific nor magical, it's just too fake!"

Under the guidance of those with ulterior motives, the uninformed public became extremely dissatisfied.

Given their level of understanding and skill, they simply couldn't comprehend the brilliance of Hitches's methods in defeating Wolf.

They can only see tangible things, such as speed and destructive power.

Even so, Legatus, Impetto, and others showed no sign of letting up.

Because relying solely on the incited opinions of the indigenous people is insufficient to kill Hitches.

The most direct way to eliminate this threat is to eradicate it physically.

Therefore, all forces were mobilized.

"There's no need to continue the finals. Use artificial intelligence to predict the match schedule and broadcast fake recordings around the world!"

In addition to arranging military forces, Legatus offered his own suggestions.

"Are we going to make a move?"

What about the other participants?

"Use magic to create a large-scale sandstorm and interfere with on-site observation."

Then, under the pretext of facilitating spectating, they lured most of the people away to watch the recording…

"What if someone insists on staying where they are?"

Should we kill them all, as planned?

"That's right, those people are of no value to us anyway..."

Both sides had discussed various possibilities even before the start of the competition.

There are solutions for all kinds of situations.

……

"got windy!"

"Damn it, what's going on? It just happened like that?"

Shortly afterward, when the Golden Matan Demon Creo and Sarenos appeared, the distant sky suddenly darkened.

Everyone present looked up.

All that could be seen was swirling yellow sand, and the world seemed to change color.

A fierce wind swept in, carrying sand and gravel, howling like the roars of thousands of wild beasts.

In the distance, a massive, brown wave, obscuring the sky, surged toward this direction.

"It's a sandstorm! Quick, take cover!"

Someone shouted, but the sound was quickly swallowed up.

"Urgent notification: Sandstorm is approaching..."

"Please do not panic, all players, and proceed to the nearest campsite for temporary shelter!"

"Activate the magic shield protecting the field, and the competition will proceed as scheduled!"

At the critical moment, the wizards and mages displayed their powerful technical abilities, raising a shield that the natives considered a miracle, thus protecting the arena.

However, areas outside the arena are not covered by protection.

Everyone had to temporarily take refuge in the players' dormitory and instead watch the live broadcast recording.

Because of the information gap, even the most intelligent and wise natives may not realize that something is wrong.

Only Hitches seemed to sense something was amiss, and gave a cold smile.

At this time, Krusip's communications were also cut off.

He anxiously changed the frequency, trying to penetrate the sandstorm and transmit the signal into the area around the competition venue.

But it was in vain.

"Lord Krusip, what's wrong?"

The resistance members were somewhat puzzled.

"This sandstorm is strange; it's very likely man-made!"

"Krusip said in despair."

"How is that possible?"

As expected, the natives stared wide-eyed.

……

"Dear contestants, please do not panic."

The competition proceeded as scheduled.

We will provide safe shelter here, as well as timely and comprehensive live coverage.

At the same time, on the other side.

Inside the "information cocoon" specially built for the indigenous people, various fruits, snacks and drinks are provided.

The service staff are also carefully selected handsome men and beautiful women.

The environment was comfortable and safe, and on the large screen in the lobby, multiple cameras simultaneously showed the battle between Cleo and Sarenos.

This reassured everyone present.

But what they didn't know was...

at this time.

Like another part of the eye of the storm.

Three spellcasters quietly set out.

Legatus, Impetus, and Oyd surrounded the lone Hyges from different directions.

"I thought you would make your move during or after the finals, but I didn't expect you to be so impatient!"

Hitches stood tall in the storm like a pine tree, seemingly without fear.

“That’s fine.

I will use the blood of you all to forge my legendary path!

The battle is imminent!
……

[Alchemy talent gain is in progress (19%→33%)]