Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 690 The Flames of War Are About to Ignite (4-in-1)

End of the year.

The city of heaven, on the streets.

Two thin children came to the base of the wall.

Several tall vending machines are neatly arranged here, filled with a wide variety of goods for sale.

They clutched the meager number of coins in their hands, hesitating for a long time.

In the end, I reluctantly shifted my gaze to the farthest corner, to an inconspicuous gray "big iron cabinet".

"Click!"

The sound of coins entering the machine could be heard.

A moment later, two naan breads the size of washbasins were expelled.

Two children left, carrying the pancakes.

After a while.

A cocky, blond man with his hands in his pockets came over, whistling.

He walked straight past the plain gray metal cabinet and came to the middle, in front of the brightly colored beverage machine.

"Heavenly Energy..."

Matan Special Drink...

Colorful Orchard…

The blond-haired man's eyes swept over the rows of goods, then he inserted a coin and pressed the button.

"Snapped!"

A 550ml can of beverage, Matante Drink, fell out.

Tons tons tons tons...

Over the next few tens of minutes, there were muscular men, housewives, bespectacled office workers, teenage girls, and sex workers...

All sorts of people passed by one after another.

The vast majority chose to buy things from there to meet their various needs.

The Yodakara gangs were rampant, and constant riots affected all kinds of production activities, with small businesses in fixed shops suffering a severe decline.

Only vending machines are sacred.

It's like petty thugs don't dare to go to big companies or shopping malls to collect protection money. No one dares to damage them, and even fights have to be avoided.

Over time, the surrounding area came to be regarded as a safe zone, like an oasis in the desert.

In the office, a magical crystal ball projects the surveillance footage in its entirety.

Roy sat there, glancing at the documents every now and then while reviewing them.

After finishing his work, he casually picked up a heavy gold bar and placed it on top of the documents, lost in thought.

"My alchemy is beginning to change the lives of people in this world. Could this be considered a way to influence the will of the world?"

The social changes brought about by alchemy—this is an important, and rather abstract, topic that Roy has been researching recently.

However, the more advanced and abstract the material, the harder it is to avoid.

At a lower level, he can also refine specific items, such as mana restoration potions, life healing potions, meditation potions, and even bloodline potions.

To achieve some immediate improvement.

At this stage, and even in the future when I advance to become a Grand Wizard, I pay little attention to these things anymore.

His talent also improved. He could simply wait for the right opportunity to boost his attributes, and he didn't even have the motivation to spend money on refining enhancement potions anymore.

Instead, they began to focus on faith, principles, and origins.

At that moment, Ruilier came in from outside.

"Lord Roy, the Apostles of Matan are training again. You mentioned you wanted to go and see them. Do you have time to go now?"

"Alright."

Roy said something and then stood up.

……

Floating island, training ground.

Warriors dressed in apostle suits are training.

On a high platform not far away, several people were firing crossbows and magic guns.

Arrows and bullets flew together, attacking at different speeds and angles.

The apostle warriors nimbly dodged, displaying remarkable skill.

On the nearby ground, rows of earthen walls rose up, enveloped by rune arrays; their composition of fossilized flesh and blood gave them a sturdy nature.

Several people were gathering their strength there.

Suddenly, fists and feet flew, each striking out.

Amidst a deafening crash, several rows of earthen walls shattered and collapsed.

In addition to these, there are training courses on the application of weapons and equipment such as floating magic light cannons and Unigorin terminals.

These are all Roy's past inventions and creations, which have accumulated into many finished products.

They've even started enabling apprentices to replicate them.

Ruilier explained, "These are the 'Matan Apostle Special Forces,' a unit of Chakra Warriors equipped with first-level combat power, assembled according to your wishes."

The current membership is 42, and recruitment is ongoing.

Roy asked, "What are your respective normal physical attributes?"

"The average temperature of all members is around 72 degrees Celsius, with some outstanding members reaching as high as 100 degrees Celsius... meeting the standard of a first-level peak warrior."

They are proficient in the cultivation of Qi in Chakra Martial Arts and also know how to use various weapons and equipment.

In addition, "spore-formed active flesh and blood" were implanted in everyone's bodies...

This is a fusion of multiple technologies, including the "Beastman" of the Mahru Empire, and Roy's own control over "Animation Technique," "Matan Elixir," "Mushroom Demon," and others.

The reason for not directly using the previously captured "beastmen" is not only to explore a more efficient and economical solution, but also to avoid potential genetic defects that could be exploited and used against us.

It sounds complicated, but the effect is very simple, straightforward, and direct.

That is similar to the blessing of "Level 1 Activation Technique", which gives it active energy of around 100 degrees.

Back when Roy infiltrated the orc world, the "Beheaded Amor" he encountered was only of this level.

Roy instructed, "The grounds of Yodakara have always been rife with gangs and chaotic law and order."

In the regions of Metopo and Cznige, which were originally controlled by the sorcerer, resistance has re-emerged.

I hope this unit can be used for some live-fire exercises.

As Ruilier copied down the instructions, she replied, "Yes."

Roy continued, "That's not enough. We need to form some more 'apprentice apostles' at the Grand Knight level..."

All training methods and equipment were modeled after those of the Apostle Matan.

In reality, Roy and Legatos didn't care much about the world's security.

This was preparation for an attack on the Ellen Starfield decades later.

Dimensional warfare is incredibly brutal, but it also holds the richest rewards, which may even determine their chances of advancing further.

……

Shortly after, Rheel left, and Roy began to think.

The outcome of interdimensional wars never depends on low-level professionals, but on the strong.

However, first and second-tier subordinates can help restrain the enemy and work with various fortified fortresses and war machines to wear them down.

Even a level zero knight or a high-level apprentice can control territory, collect resources, and achieve effective rule.

These are things that absolutely need to be cultivated.

"The coating derived from yellowing requires comprehensive configuration, and it is currently the most economical and practical product."

Roy made a quick estimate and came to a conclusion.

"In addition, a large number of temporary items can be prepared by dyeing and consumed as consumables!"
And these necessary reserves are the pigments of the soul...

We'll have to stockpile another batch.

He even began to consider whether to recruit wizards from the world of Araghi.

The "Secret Order of Mystic Arts" already has several wizards.

Perhaps it can come in handy.

******
Spring goes and autumn comes, year after year.

Before we knew it, more than six years had passed.

In the mage's mansion, in the alchemy room.

Roy finally separated the unconscious spirituality that was formed from the 100-degree spirit.

The moment he accomplished this, the gold threads condensed into flames, shimmering brightly.

"Over the past few years, my mental strength has finally naturally increased to 1100 degrees!"
Now, after cutting, 1000 degrees remain.

In this way, even when empowered by the [Sage's Proverb] and granted the abilities of a fragmented clone or Domi, one can still maintain the attributes befitting a high-level wizard.

At first glance, it seems that after three promotions over a total of 37 years, it's like standing still.

But in reality, this was laying a solid foundation for future development.

Moreover, after the "Golden Dragon Reincarnation," Roy's current body is that of a superior race at the True Dragon level, and its natural growth is already quite considerable.

Therefore, this proverb means that sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping wood.

However, after the procedure, a feeling of weakness that had never been present before emerged.

"It seems that even with a decent soul rank, it is still somewhat difficult to cut off 10% of one's mental attributes to perform the 'slicing technique' targeting the soul."

This is the limit of what I can do right now; any more and it will cause damage.

Roy used telepathy to project this wisp of spiritual energy into the specially made soul gem in front of him.

Soon after, a golden flame, like that of a candle, appeared inside the gem.

Then, Roy summoned the body inside "Fish Tank" #2.

Feathered Serpent God Bloodline Sorcerer...

A boy's body with an eerie aura!
The gemstone slowly merged into this body.

The sorcerer's body, like a slice of the past, opened its eyes and looked over with vertical pupils.

Roy met his gaze.

The "page" containing the phantom of the feathered serpent god in the astrological chart was transferred there.

The new slice has now been successfully made.

……

a few days later.

a long distance away.

Songmu Town, on the outskirts of Nanluo City.

"Whoa whoa!"

With the roar of the engine, dust billowed up like a giant wave.

More than a dozen modified motorcycles roared past on the road, their exhaust pipes spewing out blue-black smoke that mingled with the dust behind them.

These motorcycles were all welded with sharp metal plates, like steel beasts covered in spikes. Each motorcycle also had a handmade flag with a simple line drawing of a vulture pecking at it painted in dark red, which fluttered in the wind.

This is the symbol of the "Vulture Gang".

The leader was a young man with a scar on his face and a buzz cut. The scar on his left cheek, which stretched from his brow bone to the corner of his mouth, gleamed like wax in the sunlight.

That was a memento from three years ago when he led his men to fight for territory in town with the "Wild Dog Gang".

The young man's real name was Dika. After that, he became famous overnight, and the gang members and the townspeople all respectfully called him "Scarface".

Soon after, the motorcycle convoy entered the town.

The residents on both sides of the street looked on with awe.

"Scarface is here again..."

Deka completely ignored them, or rather, he enjoyed the awe-inspiring gaze, like a celebrity accustomed to being in the spotlight, and drove swaggeringly straight to the town's only "Old Man's Bar".

"Boom!"

Inside the bar, sounds of fighting and brawling could be heard, followed by cries of pain and pleas for mercy.

Immediately following behind, a fat man with a bruised and swollen face was dragged out by two henchmen.

"Please, please..."

The fat man, with a lisp at the corner of his mouth and a mournful face, begged for mercy.

"Forgive me……"

Dika snorted coldly: "The other day, your caravan passed by and dared to ignore our warnings and escape our inspection and tax collection!"

The fat man stammered as he explained, "I'm new here, I really didn't know..."

Dika sneered: "Do you really think I don't know you unscrupulous merchants? You just think that getting away with it once or twice is nothing."

If you're really unlucky, all you can do is pay up to avoid further trouble...

"I wouldn't dare... Absolutely not!"

The fat man quickly denied it.

Actually, he still thought the same thing, but he didn't expect that the leader of the "Vulture Gang" would know this.

Dika sneered, "At this point, I don't care whether you dare or not. You do business elsewhere, and the rules there are none of my business."

But here, things have to be done my way—kill him!

His men swarmed forward, brandishing daggers, machetes, and other weapons.

"Well!"

The fat man's mouth was covered, and his throat was slit in the blink of an eye.

He had no idea that the other party would be so ruthless and decisive. His usual business acumen and negotiation skills were of no use at all!

After killing the fat man, Dika and the others threw away the body, grabbed their weapons, and left triumphantly.

The onlookers huddled by the window and in the corner, waiting for quite a while before finally coming out to point and whisper.

"Another foolish outsider who doesn't believe in superstitions..."

"Now you know how powerful the Vulture Gang is!"

Some parents also teach their children: "See? In this world, might makes right. Learning all that cultural knowledge is useless!"

"I understand. I'm going to go to the city to fight in the boxing world, and I'll be as impressive as Dika and the others!"

"Good boy, Dika used to fight in underground boxing matches in the city and learned martial arts, that's why he's so good!"

I don't expect you to become a superstar someday. Joining a gang in the city and becoming a small-time leader would be good enough!

The parents looked at their well-behaved and sensible child and nodded with satisfaction.

With the popularization of "Matan Mixture", ordinary people also have the opportunity to practice martial arts and improve themselves.

However, "Chakra Martial Arts" is still a path to advancement. It is regarded as "internal strength" and can be used in combination with Matan.

Just then, a cry of surprise rang out.

"D...Dika has been killed!"

Many people looked on in shock, only to see a handsome, almost otherworldly, long-haired boy standing on the street, surrounded by the corpses of the "Vulture Gang" members who had just been swaggering around.

In his hands, Dika was like a chick...

Despite being much shorter than Dika, he gave off a strikingly different impression.

That long-haired boy was Roy's fragmented clone.

Secondary slice "Serpent God Body".

Thanks to the long-range sensing technology, Roy, in his distant office, could hear the residents' conversations as if he were there in person.

"This...this is it, we're doomed."

"Hodeine is sure to be furious!"

"Who is Hordeon?" The girl's head's eyes gleamed with the light of a torrent of data: "Querying the database..."

Name matching in progress...

"Appearance matching in progress..."

As she worked, faces appeared in Roy's mind.

That's big data from Skinner's box.

In a short time, without going through the floating island governor's office, they learned about the situation of this so-called "Hodeine".

"So it's the City King of Nanluo City nearby!"

After completing the secondary sectioning experiment, I turned around and left.

Meanwhile, Roy himself issued a new order from his office: "Investigate this person."

******
Based on Roy's preconceived notions, the other party was probably just a brute who only cared about enjoying himself and was too lazy to manage or maintain anything.

They will be transferred to the surface battlefield and go out to fight!

However, the report from the girl's skull quickly shattered this impression.

"Hodien became the King of Southern Luo City five years ago, and he has always tried to maintain order..."

It turns out that the seemingly barbaric and cruel "Vulture Gang" is also part of the order.

He felt good about "acting as a chivalrous hero," but what he left behind for Pinewood Town was a period of chaos.

Although the presence of city-level kings overseeing things prevents the situation from deteriorating too much for the time being, various battles and fights are inevitable as other martial artists and henchmen compete for power and rebuild a new order.

However, Roy did not let feelings of guilt or regret affect him.

Because once you look out over the vast universe, even the rise and fall of races and civilizations become nothing more than fleeting clouds.

His temperament is becoming more and more like that of a true wizard, and also like that of an immortal being who can live for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

He immediately looked to other areas in similar situations besides Pinewood Town and came up with a solution.

"It was planned long ago that, in addition to the city-level kings, other small towns would also establish such a system of governance."

However, Legatos disliked the reputation of "King of the Town" and found holding similar duels too troublesome, so he did not actively promote it.

We still need to convince him with facts.

Incidentally, it also helps to persuade the alliance to allocate more of the necessary funds!

There are benefits to ruling.

Even if we treat the indigenous people like sheep in a sheepfold, they can only develop if they live and work in peace and contentment.

However, what Roy values ​​is not the benefits in the secular sense, but the recognition of the world's will.

The world's will is the fundamental spiritual source and the most valuable thing.

How to deceive others through low-cost means, whether through conquest, colonization, cooperation, or other methods...

Go and gain spirituality from it.

This is a subject of study for many spellcasters.

The gods' answer was to establish religions and spread faith.

The mages' answer was to study the patterns and master arcane arts.

Wizards used to favor savage plunder, but now they are gradually shifting towards colonial rule.

Therefore, establishing a ruling order is also a science, something that wizards all need to understand and apply.

And he, as an alchemist in the witch world...

"Skinner's Box, the invisible god of wishes..."

This project should be further promoted!

He vaguely sensed a strong desire contained within it, and perhaps he could extract that desire to create a second thing similar to the "Golden Grail".

……

Not long after, Roy approached Freya and told her about his general plan.

Freya exclaimed sincerely, "The legends of sages are nothing more than practicing one's own way."

You are already on your way.

Roy chuckled.

He didn't know anything about saints or sages.

But the Philosopher's Stone and the Crystallized Wishes can indeed be crafted through "belief".

It's just unclear whether the people of this world, or rather the will of the world, can actually be used for our own purposes.

However, this is a long-term plan, and there are still many years to plan before the conquest of the Ellen Starfield.

Roy still focused his energy on debugging the slice clone.

Thus, the general outline of this "slice clone" system has been constructed.

"Level 0 'human body', allocate 'Sartranz' and various puppets, grant 'Summoner' powers, and construct a series of divine spell casting and summoning abilities with the Apostle Set and Divine Magic System."

The Divine Tree Mask, the Fire Copper Magic Lamp, and other equipment were also placed there.

The main gameplay revolves around large-scale battles and clearing out mobs...

This was also to cover up the fact that the physical body was relatively weak and lacked spiritual talent.

However, this makes the set size of "Sartranz Chess" a bit too small.

In the future, we will also refine various puppets for it to equip it with stronger combat power!

"Level One 'Beast God Body' is formed from the bloodline of the Golden Behemoth, but it is actually a Level Two body, a powerful warrior!"

I've now equipped it with physical equipment and conceptual weaponry such as the Black Diamond Greatsword and the Sword Saint's Blade, its main purpose being to charge into battle...

Use it as a true 'Black Blade Sword Saint'!

In fact, what Roy values ​​more is that it contains the bloodline of the Golden Behemoth, which has a very high potential for future development and utilization.

Perhaps it can be further enhanced by combining it with chakra martial arts.

This is more than enough to qualify as a level three combatant, and can be gradually improved upon.

"Level Two 'Serpent God Body', currently also at Level Two."

I gave it all four pieces of the set, including Quetzalcoatl talents like [Elemental Imaging] and [Energy Imaging].

This also falls under the scope of this sliced ​​clone.

It aligns with transformation magic such as "three heads and six arms," ​​as well as powers like snakes' braids and the snakes' hair of Orpheus.

For now, I'll play support.

Roy's plan for it was to master petrification and, in conjunction with the poison techniques of Chakra Martial Arts, achieve some hard control and interference skills.

The most promising method is a type of witchcraft called "Petrifying Eye".

It also originated from the "activation" system.

Roy plans to spend another year or two mastering it completely, and then modify this serpent god's body to create a demonic eye that can petrify people!
Various plans exist, but in essence, they are all about organizing one's various abilities, categorizing them, and then disposing of them.

This results in three major systems: summoning, melee, and control.

However, a series of transfers and reinforcements all imply a need for resources and knowledge.

Leaving aside other things, the planned "Petrifying Eye" sorcery is a degraded version of the "Medusa's Eye".

According to the translation of the Vizel language, Roy understood that it was a kind of demonic eye possessed by a half-human, half-snake, and half-god monster.

If you can obtain a treasure of the "Divine Fragment" level with petrification ability, use it as the source.

The "Petrified Eye" created in this way would be a semi-divine artifact, and also the true "Eye of Medusa".

It possesses advantages over ordinary magic eyes in terms of penetrating power and duration.

Similarly, one would want to equip these bodies with diamond scales, venomous fangs, or a whole host of other equipment and props.

All of these require resources.

Roy was making plans and plans when he suddenly felt that he was starting to exude an unpleasant smell called "poverty" again.

Fortunately, as a high-level wizard, I have plenty of ways to make money.

Whether it's the "diamond skin" system derived from "yellowing" or helping others create god fragments and soul gems, these are all ways to make money.

Roy buried himself in his work, steadfastly pushing towards his goal.

******
Time flies.

Before we knew it, another ten years or so had passed.

The year is 13155 of the Seven Towers Era.

This is Roy's 51st year in the chakra world of Yodakara.

This marks the 30th year since the monks were driven away.

It was also the 90th year since they went to the world of Araghi to begin construction of the underground base in the Mtraken region.

During this period, Araghi World sent several pieces of good news.

"The base construction progress is 100%..."

The main construction has been officially completed. Next, we will move into the next phase of ancillary buildings and expansion projects…

"The Secret Order has gained a new member, welcoming its 12th full-fledged wizard..."

"Athedia and Beryl have both advanced to the second level and have begun to cultivate 'Heart Flame,' possessing strength equivalent to a second-level Chakra Warrior!"

"Windsorbell also became a Level Two Holy Light Priest, mastering healing magic..."

Roy was experiencing both pain and pleasure.

"This is all my money!"

Over the years, he has sold off many of his accumulated valuable resources to purchase various supplies and send them to the world of Araghi.

And the knowledge, skills, and technology acquired in this world.

They were all sent over.

In a daze, I inexplicably felt as if I were still in a past life, working far from home and sending money home.

Fortunately, all these investments have paid off and are now gradually bearing fruit.

……

After reading the letter from afar, Roy went to the large terrace outside his office.

The terrain here is high, offering a wide view.

Domi, the black cat, was lazily lying on the fence, basking in the sun.

Upon seeing Roy, it meowed, jumped down, and trotted over with its tail held high.

Roy sat on a chair to the side, stroked the cat's head, and looked down.

There was a small square there, where Anjali was training on her own.

"Shadow Serpent Entanglement!"

With the activation of magical energy, the specially modified shadow particles condense into a semi-solid.

Suddenly, several snake-like tentacles, as thick as a child's arm, replaced the original arm.

Under the influence of the activation magic, these serpentine tentacles spanned several meters and quickly wrapped around the sparring Matan demons.

Moments later, the snake bit down with its fangs and injected venom.

Starting from the wounded area, the Matan Demon's body rapidly petrified, gradually transforming into a statue.

“An Jiali is almost at the level of a second-level warrior now, but there’s no rush.”

She possesses the potential to advance through her own efforts; the more she accumulates these qualities, the greater her chances of future advancement.

Just like Prandtse and Nisa, in recent years they've almost started to break through their third eye chakra, attempting to cultivate divine will on their own!

Roy had a vague feeling that Anjali was destined for greatness.

Although not like those true protagonists of the world, the chosen ones.

But perhaps, through their own efforts, they can reach an even higher level.

Moreover, not giving her the Divine Awakening Potion does not mean that she will not nurture her.

You could even say that the accumulation of ordinary expenses is the cultivation of a larger investment.

Just then, Legatos's voice suddenly came from nowhere.

"There's new information from the league!"
Operations against the Ellen Starfield have commenced, and Lord Arkenning wishes to speak with us!

"Oh?"

Roy immediately turned to where he was.

Shortly after, in the conference room.

Roy and Legatos activated a magic array, blocking any possible outside spying.

Then, the magical crystal ball in front lit up, revealing the figure of the red-robed governor Akhenin.

"It's been more than a decade. How are your preparations going, you two?"

For a wizard with a long lifespan, this is equivalent to one or two months.

On a cosmic timescale, it is an extremely small unit.

However, Roy and Legatus's responses clearly exceeded the other party's expectations.

"We have already taken control of 10 level-three martial artists and over 120 level-two martial artists, and on this basis, we are promoting conquest and can launch a larger-scale army at any time..."

In terms of war supplies, this world is relatively lacking, but it has prepared enough alloys, potions, magic stones and other items to supply the long-term war effort.

During this period, a 'Skinner Box System' was even constructed to ensure the safety and stability of the rear, and to maintain the stable development of more than 900 cities..."

Akening was somewhat surprised after hearing this.

"You guys are quite capable."

"This is all thanks to Lord Roy."

Legatos immediately said.

"His alchemy played a crucial role."

"very good."

Akhenin nodded.

However, he wasn't too concerned about logistical and public welfare aspects; what the wizards really cared about was advanced alchemy.

Therefore, the words of praise were: "I heard that you have sold quite a few 'Enchanted Diamond Armor Plates' in recent years, and also helped Lords Peratis and Klian forge semi-divine artifacts..."

If the opportunity arises in the future, I would also like to ask you to accept my commission and help forge a semi-divine artifact!

The two gentlemen he mentioned were Prog, a high-ranking member of the Clay Figures Guild, and Aliftia, a broker from the Stonemasons Guild, who had introduced them to their clients.

In the last decade or so, Roy has taken on jobs to earn money, a fact that even Akening has heard of.

Although he is young and not yet trusted, he has only been able to receive the lowest-level semi-divine artifact requests, such as one fragment.

But without a doubt, even the lowest-ranked semi-divine artifact is still a semi-divine artifact.

This means that Roy has truly transcended the master level and entered the realm of "divine craftsman".

Aknin's reservation was half polite and half genuine, indicating his "potential" willingness to become a customer.

His expression immediately turned serious.

"The military operation targeting the Ellen Starfield has officially commenced!"

However, the attack will begin from the edges and corners, aiming to conquer several worlds near stargates and create a situation for a large-scale offensive!
Now, we need an additional force to contain the enemy in another remote area, and even to carry out strategic deception when necessary to exchange for the enemy's main force!
I have been commissioned by His Excellency Mareshar, the High Wizard of the Alliance, to carry out this plan.

You are hereby formally conscripted to form an expeditionary force, ready to be deployed at any time!

"Yes!"

Roy and Legatos exchanged a glance, stood up solemnly, and agreed.

After that, Akening sent over the detailed task list, as well as the requirements for allocating supplies, etc.

That's right. In this war, not only were they not given "deployment expenses," "food and supplies," or "logistics," but they were also required to requisition materials worth over a billion yuan, or even more, from them.

In addition, more than half of the ten level-three martial artists were also transferred, leaving only one native expert designated by each of the two.

But the league didn't just take it for free.

They essentially handed over the war mission to Roy and Legatus, embarking on a self-financing expedition.

In addition, the Grand Wizard "Marichar," along with other Grand Wizards besieging the Ellen Starfield from various directions, will provide it with necessary strategic protection.

(End of this chapter)