Chapter 85: The Battle is Over and We Meet Again
The holy light descending from the sky and the roar from deep underground were both invisible, but they collided with each other as if they were real. The two collided violently on the ground, and countless explosions appeared out of thin air.
The earth was shattered and houses and buildings were reduced to ruins.
Both sides in the battle were submerged in the continuous explosions, but the paladins were more comfortable than the undead. Because James Watson's divine intervention was mainly to help his own people, most of the power of the Lord of Dawn was used to bless the paladins with defense and healing.
The dead paladins could not be resurrected, but those with a breath left in them could be brought back to life.
Not only that, they were also blessed with the powerful force of holy light and were unharmed in the violent explosion.
Even James Watson freed himself from the undeadness of his body and was immune to the curse for a long time.
As for the undead, except for Gareth and Dead Rose, they were basically wiped out.
Powerful gods are so unreasonable that just a glance is enough to turn the tide of a battle.
This is also the reason why the Withered Rose has never considered using prayers to deal with the Ryan Empire. It is absolutely impossible to succeed.
The battle was lost, and the regrouped paladins joined forces with the Supreme Judge, their combined power surpassing that of Gareth and the Withered Rose.
Withering Rose is an expert in necromancy. Without the support of the army and the ability of Death Gaze blocked by the Lord of Dawn, her combat power was greatly weakened. Gareth might still have the strength to fight, but Withering Rose knew that her best friend had been monitoring the battlefield from the sky, and the Bone Dragon Lady would not allow her husband to fight to the death.
The hatred with Ryan is a personal vendetta of the Withered Rose. Asking Gareth for help is already the limit. The dragon clan will not allow their son-in-law to fight with James Watson. Even the eldest lady of the bone dragon does not want to join the war.
Although he failed to kill James Watson, Gareth's raid also made these paladins pay a heavy price, while the Withered Rose only lost a dozen death knights and some puppets that did not belong to her.
It's time to retreat.
Although Withered Rose had a deep hatred for the Ryan Empire, she had regained some sanity after the battle and decisively sent a signal. Above the sky, a dark cloud suddenly appeared and began to expand wildly, enveloping Withered Rose and Gareth.
By the time James Watson gathered the power of holy light to disperse the dark clouds, everything inside the clouds had disappeared.
"There is also a legendary undead?! What's going on in this Alchemy City?"
James Watson's face turned green with anger. The battle seemed to be won, but in fact it was lost.
The undead all ran away, but the paladins could not retreat because the mutation of the Alchemy City had not yet ended, the violent shocks were still continuing, and most of the city had become ruins.
Many residents of the Alchemy City were buried under the ruins, and screams were heard everywhere.
James Watson could only grit his teeth and order: "All holy warriors, rescue our compatriots as much as possible and evacuate the Alchemy City!"
Although the racial discrimination among these religious lunatics in the Ryan Empire is very serious, they do strictly abide by the teachings of the Lord of Dawn and do not forget to help the weak in times of distress. Even if it is limited to humans, they deserve the title of light and holiness.
The holy warriors, clad in holy light, split into several teams and rescued all the humans nearby.
The blessing bestowed upon them by the Lord of Dawn has now become a key aid in saving lives. They are immensely powerful, indestructible, able to heal wounds, and able to soothe hearts.
Nothing can make disaster victims feel more at ease than a vitality aura, and nothing can be a faster way to escape than a celestial warhorse. Tons of rubble can be easily lifted, and a dozen disaster victims can be put on the horses. It only takes a few tens of seconds to transfer them to a safe area, and their injuries can be healed and their mobility restored on the way.
Humans are grateful to the paladins, but other races can only curse them, saying these racist lunatics don't even look at them.
Not to mention seeing it, if the orcs were lying on the road, they might be trampled by the heavenly warhorses.
Of course it's not intentional, but they won't avoid them deliberately. To the Ryan people, foreigners are just weeds on the roadside, and they can just step on them.
However, no matter how hard they tried, this little rescue effort was just a drop in the bucket for the entire Alchemy City. The shaking continued, and there were more and more cracks on the surface.
Not only that, the Alchemy City seemed to be supported by some strange force and was slowly rising.
James Watson was floating in the air and could see clearly that the ground of the entire Alchemy City had been raised by several meters and was obviously floating. It seemed that this city was about to fly into the sky.
James Watson could only issue the order again: "Hurry up, last ten minutes, then evacuate everyone."
After saying that, he also flew to the ground, grabbed a few injured humans and sent them out of the city. Now that no one needed any orders, he also wanted to do his part.
At this moment, in the sewer, Amber stood at the core of the prayer ritual, watching the operation of the ritual magic circle with cold eyes. The skeleton could not see his expression, but his tightly clenched hands revealed his nervousness and unwillingness.
Things weren't supposed to turn out this way, bullshit prophecy!
This story started more than half an hour ago. The soul transformation operation was finally successful. Although all the dice of fate that Amber had saved were used up, Gary Wozniacki's soul finally reached the "holy" realm he thought it was.
A soul that has completely lost its human form, a monster that is like millions of tentacles intertwined.
But Gary Wozniacki felt good about himself. He brought Amber to the core of the ritual magic circle, and then directly merged into his own body in front of the shocked eyes of Flynn and Dippel.
The tentacle monster entered the human body, and as a result the human body also began to mutate.
The hunched body, which was originally entangled in black silk threads and looked like it was in suffering, is now torn apart by bones and flesh, and its body begins to change in the direction of the tentacle monster, eventually becoming a twisted creature with tentacles connected by black threads and a single eye in the center.
"What did you do?!"
Dipper, whose spirit was close to collapse, summoned his personal car. The tall magic puppet rushed towards Ambersu, as if to crush all his bones.
But Amber Xiu was not at all flustered. He just said, "I have helped you solve the biggest problem. You don't need to make sacrifices now. Also, don't try to touch me. You will regret it."
How could Dipper believe Amber's words? The puppet raised its arm and the gun barrel began to glow red. But just when it was about to fire, the puppet's arm suddenly exploded, blowing Dipper away.
Dipper was heartbroken and shocked. How could the puppet he had carefully crafted suddenly explode? "The power of prophecy again? No, that's not right!"
Dippel turned his head and looked at the president who had turned into a tentacle monster. Sure enough, the huge eyeball in the center was staring at him and making a majestic voice.
"Dippel, please step back. I have ascended to godhood, and everything is going according to plan."
After the tentacle monster finished speaking, Dipper saw his puppet crumble into pieces. He tried to use the power of repair to reassemble it, but found that it was completely ineffective because the puppet was no longer a whole. In the dark, there was a law that broke it down into parts, just parts.
Dipper's ability is to repair his own constructions, but now the definition of the construction has been erased and the parts have been relabeled. In order to activate his repair ability, he must reassemble it.
"President, are you crazy? Look at yourself now? Why are you helping this lich?!" Dippel said angrily.
The tentacle monster leader replied, "Because I made a promise with him that he would help me become a god, and I would fulfill his wish."
"Since you have already become a god, why do you still have to abide by the agreement? President, you and I are family. Doesn't the opportunity to make a wish belong to us alchemists?!" Dippel said excitedly.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Dipper thought that the president who had turned into a tentacle monster would be able to explain the reason. However, what he didn't expect was that the president of the tentacle monster just said indifferently: "Yes, I have been promoted to God, so I will keep my promise if I want to, and I don't want to keep it if I don't want to. Insignificant thing, don't use your mortal thoughts to guess the gods."
Amber Xiu folded his hands and watched the show leisurely.
The reason Gary Watts was on his side was simple, because he had tinkered with his soul.
All the virtual souls created by Ambersu, no matter what their function, no matter how strong or weak, have one core setting - they must obey Ambersu's orders absolutely.
Only a fool would not leave backdoors in the programs he designed.
The same thing happened when he was transforming Gary Wozniacki's soul, except that Amber discussed it with Gary Wozniacki directly and told him what kind of modifications he would make. After all, Gary Wozniacki's soul was strong, and he couldn't do it without Amber's cooperation.
The old man who was determined to become a god did not reject Amberhu, but the requirements for soul sublimation were too high. Human nature was an obstacle to Gary Wozniacki's deification, and the same was true for the backdoor designed by Amberhu.
It's that feeling of "being unable to transcend due to worries in the heart". Missing your own blood relatives and submitting to the lich Ambershu have the same effect.
So as a second choice, Gary Wozniacki would not become Amberhu's slave, but in most cases, he would stand on Amberhu's side.
And now, Gary Watts, who has completely merged with the prayer ritual, has touched the threshold of divine power and can modify the relevant laws. With just a thought, he erased the concept of "construct" of the puppet, making Dippel's ability completely ineffective.
As Dippel wailed in despair, Amber looked at the silent Gustavo Flynn and asked, "Flynn, my old friend, what do you think?"
Gustavo Flynn was neither angry nor crazy. Instead, he seemed relieved and said to Amber, "We lost. I have imagined countless possibilities of failure, but I didn't expect to lose to you."
"Come on, when I debated with you many years ago, weren't you slightly better? Let me win back."
Gustavo Flynn gave a bitter smile and said, "I give up. Let me go. I hope we can meet again after you become a god."
The great alchemist took out a magic scroll, summoned a huge space gate, then walked in without looking back and completely disappeared into the sewer.
Amberxiu did not stop him. Gustavo Flynn was different from Dippel in that he was not specialized in magic construction. His alchemy was more unconventional, but also more destructive. If he wanted to leave, let him go. Otherwise, no one would benefit from it.
Dippel is useless, Gustavo Fring has left, and there should be no one to stop it now.
Amber looked at the tentacle monster leader and said to him, "I'm going to start making wishes."
But just when Ambersu thought everything was ready, strange applause rang out, and a young alchemist appeared in front of Ambersu, showing the gold coins that had been used as sacrifices before.
"As expected of you, Amber Xiu, you are still as smart as ever and always have the last laugh."
Hearing someone calling his name, Amber's soul trembled. In the past hundreds of years, Amber has used many pseudonyms. Ultraman Tiga, King Elden, Arthas, Zhuaganbao... so many that he couldn't count them all.
Only Amberxiu's real name is known by very few people, and... they should all be dead.
Amber looked at the young alchemist and asked cautiously, "Which old friend are you, joking with me here?"
The gold coin smiled, and his appearance began to change dramatically. From a young and handsome blond boy, he became a blind old man with gray hair and chicken skin. He even lost an arm, and he was disabled and weak, as if he didn't have many years to live.
The long-lost memory reappeared. It was the memory that I thought I had forgotten when I just came here, but it was actually an extremely deep memory.
Amber Xiu's voice was trembling: "You...you are..."
Finally, Amber squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Long time no see, teacher."
This chapter is 3700 words long, and it tells the story of the Alchemy City. I can finish it today, so I won't estimate the number of words. Anyway, I will finish this big plot today. Writing 10,000 words a day is not considered lazy, I really work hard, so it's not too much to ask for some monthly votes, right?
(End of this chapter)