This lich needs more money

The holy light falling from the sky and the roar deep in the earth are obviously invisible things, but they collide together as if they were real. The two collided fiercely on the ground, and countless explosions appeared out of thin air.

The earth shattered and buildings were reduced to rubble.

Both sides in the battle were drowned in 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 Lord of the Dawn's power was to provide defense and heal the injuries of the paladins.

The dead paladins could not be resurrected, but they were brought back with one breath left.

Not only that, they were also blessed by the powerful power of Holy Light and were unscathed by the violent explosion.

Even James Watson had his body undead and became immune to the curse for a long time.

As for the undead, except for Gareth and Apoptotic Rose, the entire army was basically wiped out.

The powerful gods are so unreasonable, just a look is enough to turn the tide of the battle.

This is why Apoptotic Rose has never considered using prayer to deal with the Lion Empire. It is absolutely impossible to succeed.

The battle was lost, and the regrouped paladins united with the Supreme Judgment, whose combined power surpassed that of Gareth and the Apoptotic Rose.

Apoptotic Rose specializes in necromancy. Without the control of the army, and her death gaze ability was cut off by the Lord of the Dawn, her combat effectiveness was weakened by most. Gareth may still have the strength to fight, but Apoptotic Rose knows that her best friend has been monitoring the battlefield from the sky. This bone dragon lady will not allow her husband to fight for his life.

The hatred with Ryan is Apoptotic Rose's personal hatred. Asking Gareth to help is already the limit. The Dragon Clan will not allow their son-in-law to fight James Watson. Even the bone dragon lady does not want to participate in the war.

Although it failed to kill James Watson, Gareth's raid also caused these paladins to pay a heavy price, and Apoptotic Rose only paid a dozen death knights, and some demons that did not belong to her in the first place. Puppet.

It's time to retreat.

Although Apoptotic Rose has a deep-seated hatred for the Lion Empire, she regained her senses a little after this battle and decisively sent a signal. Above the sky, a group of dark clouds suddenly appeared and began to expand crazily, suddenly surrounding Apoptotic Rose and Gareth.

By the time James Watson gathered the power of the Holy Light to disperse the dark clouds, everything in the clouds had disappeared.

There is also a legendary undead?! What's going on in this alchemy city?

James Watson was so angry that his face turned green. The battle seemed to be won, but actually lost.

The undead have all run away, but the paladins cannot retreat yet, because the mutation in the Alchemy City has not ended yet, the violent shaking continues, and most of the city has been turned into ruins.

Many residents of Alchemy City were buried under the ruins, and screams of all kinds could be heard endlessly.

James Watson could only grit his teeth and order: All paladins, save our compatriots as much as possible and withdraw from the Alchemy City!

Although the racial discrimination of this group of religious lunatics in the Lion Empire is very serious, they do strictly abide by the teachings of the Lord of the Dawn and never forget to help the weak in times of suffering. Even if it is only for humans, they are worthy of the title of light and sacred.

Clad in holy light, the paladins dispersed into several teams and rescued all nearby humans.

The blessing given to them by the Lord of the Morning has now become the key to saving people. They are powerful, they are indestructible, they can heal pain, and they can comfort people's hearts.

There is nothing more reassuring for disaster victims than a vitality halo, and there is no quicker way to escape than a celestial warhorse. Tons of rubble were easily lifted up, and a dozen victims were placed on horseback. It only took tens of seconds to move them to a safe area, and their injuries could be improved and their mobility restored on the way.

Humans are grateful to the paladins, but other races can only scold them. This group of racist lunatics won't even look at them.

Not to mention watching, if the orc lies on the road, he might be trampled by the heavenly war horse.

Of course it's not intentional, but they won't deliberately avoid them. To the Lane people, foreigners are like weeds on the roadside, and they will be stepped on if they step on them.

No matter how hard we try, this little rescue is of no avail to the entire Alchemy City. The shaking continues, and there are more and more cracks on the surface.

Not only that, the Alchemy City seemed to be supported by some strange force and was rising slowly.

James Watson was floating in the air and could see clearly that the entire Alchemy City's ground had been raised several meters, and there was an obvious floating state. This city was probably not about to fly into the sky.

James Watson could only issue the order again: Hurry up, last ten minutes, and then all evacuate.

After saying that, he flew to the ground himself, picked up a few injured humans and sent them outside the city. Now he no longer needed to command, so he had to do his part.

At this moment, in the sewer, Amber Xiu was standing at the core of the wishing ceremony, watching the operation of the ritual magic circle with cold eyes. The skeleton's expression was invisible, but his tightly clenched hands revealed his nervousness and unwillingness.

Things shouldn't develop like this, bullshit prophecy!

This started more than half an hour ago. The soul transformation operation was finally successful. Although all the Dice of Destiny that Amber had saved were spent, Gary Watts' soul finally reached what he thought was the holy state.

A soul that has completely lost its human form, a monster that is like the interweaving of thousands of filamentous tentacles.

But Gary Watts felt good about himself, and took Ambrose to the core of the ritual magic circle, and then directly integrated into his body under the shocked eyes of Flynn and Dipper.

The tentacle monster entered the human body, and as a result, the human body began to mutate.

Originally entangled with black silk threads, the rickety body was posing as if it was suffering, but now its bones and flesh were peeled off, and its body began to change in the direction of the tentacle monster. Finally, it became a twisted shape with tentacles connected to black threads, with only one eye in the center. things.

what have you done?!

Dipper, who was on the verge of mental collapse, summoned his personal car, and the tall demon puppet rushed towards Amberxiu, seemingly trying to crush all his bones.

But Amber Xiu didn't panic at all, he just said: I helped you solve your biggest problem, and you don't need to sacrifice now. Also, don't even think about touching me, you will regret it.

How could Diper believe Amber Xiu's words? The puppet raised its arms high and the barrel of the gun had begun to turn red. But just when it was about to be activated, the arm of the golem suddenly exploded, blowing Dipper away.

Dipper was heartbroken and shocked. How could the puppet he carefully built suddenly explode?

The power of prophecy again? No, that's not right!

Dipper turned his head and looked at the president who had turned into a tentacle monster. As expected, the huge eyeball in the center was staring at him and making a majestic sound.

Dipper, step back, I have become a god and everything will go according to the original plan.

After the tentacle monster finished speaking, Dipper saw his puppet broken into parts piece by piece. He tried to use the power of repair to reassemble it, but found that it was completely useless because the puppet had already No longer a whole. Somewhere along the way, there is a force of law that breaks it down into parts, just parts.

Dipper's ability is to repair his own structure, but now this thing has been erased from the definition of a structure and relabeled as a part. To activate his repair ability, he must reassemble it.

President, are you crazy? Look at what you are like now? Why are you helping this lich?! Dipper said angrily.

The tentacle monster president replied: Because I made a promise with him that he will help me become a god and I will fulfill his wish.

Since you have become a god, why do you still have to abide by the agreement? President, you and I are our own people. Doesn't the opportunity to make wishes belong to us alchemists?! Dipper said excitedly .

Dipper thought that the president who had turned into a tentacle monster could tell him the reason, but what he didn't expect was that the president of the tentacle monster just said coldly: Yes, I have been promoted to god, so I just want to keep my promise. Keep your promises, don’t keep them if you don’t want to keep them. Small things, don’t use your mortal thoughts to speculate on gods.”

Amber Xiu folded his hands and watched the show leisurely.

The reason Gary Watts was on his side was simply because he had tampered with the soul.

All the artificial souls created by Amber Xiu, no matter what their functions, no matter how powerful or weak, have one core setting - to absolutely obey Amber Xiu's orders.

Only fools don't leave backdoors in the programs they design.

It was the same when transforming Gary Watts' soul, but Amberxiu discussed it with Gary Watts straight to the point and told him what kind of modifications he would make. After all, Gary Watts has a powerful soul, and he simply can't do it without cooperating with Ambrose.

The old man who was determined to become a god did not reject Amberxiu, but the requirements for soul sublimation were too high. Human nature was an obstacle to becoming a god for Gary Watts, and the same was true for the backdoor designed by Amberxiu.

It's that feeling of you can't transcend your worries. The effect of missing your blood relatives and surrendering to the lich Amber Xiu are the same.

So the next best thing is that Gary Watts will not become Ambrose's slave, but in most cases, he will stand by Ambrose.

And now, Gary Watts, who has been completely integrated with the wish ritual, has touched the threshold of the gods in terms of power, and can modify the relevant laws. With one thought, he has erased the concept of structure of the golem puppet, allowing Dipper's abilities completely failed.

While Dipper was wailing in despair, Amberxiu looked at the silent Gustavo Flynn and asked: Flynn, my old friend, what do you think?

Gustavo Flynn was not angry or crazy. Instead, he seemed to be relieved and said to Umberto: We lost. I have imagined countless possibilities of failure, but I didn't expect that we would lose in this situation. On you.

Don't be like this. I argued with you many years ago. Aren't you slightly better? Let me win it back.

Gustavo Flynn showed a wry smile, and then said: I give up, let me leave, I hope we can see you again after you become a god.

The great alchemist took out a magic scroll, summoned a huge space door, and then walked in without looking back, completely disappearing into the sewer.

Amberxiu didn't stop him. Unlike Dipper, Gustavo Flynn is not specialized in magic construction. This man's alchemy is more partial, but his destructive power is also stronger. If he wants to leave, let him go. Go, otherwise it will be a dead end for everyone.

Dipper is dead, Gustavo Flynn has left, and there should be no one to stop him now.

Amber Xiu looked at the tentacle monster president and said to him, I'm going to start making wishes.

But just when Amberxiu thought everything was ready, weird applause sounded, and a young alchemist appeared in front of Amberxiu. It was the gold coin that had been used as a sacrifice.

As expected of you, Amber Xiu, you are still as smart as ever and always have the last laugh.

Amberxiu's soul trembled when he heard others calling his name. Over the past few hundred years, Amber Xiu has used many pseudonyms. Ultraman Tiga, King of Elden, Arthas, Zhagenbao... there were so many that he couldn't even count them.

Only Amberxiu's real name is known to very few people, and... all of them should be dead.

Amberxiu looked at the young alchemist and asked extremely cautiously: Which old friend are you, joking with me here?

Gold Coin smiled, and his appearance began to change dramatically. From a young and handsome blond boy, he turned into a blind, gray-haired old man. Even one of his arms was missing. He was disabled and weak, as if he had only a few years to live.

A long-standing memory reappeared. It was a memory that I thought I had forgotten when I just traveled through time, but in fact it was an extremely profound memory.

Amber Xiu's voice was trembling: You...you are...

Finally, Amber Xiu squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: Long time no see, teacher.

This chapter of 3700, the story of the Alchemy City, can be finished today. I don’t predict the word count. Anyway, I will finish this big plot today. Ten thousand words a day is not considered lazy, right? You have worked really hard. Isn’t it too much to ask for a monthly ticket?