A Scientific Urban Detective

"However, this is truly interesting." The gloomy expression vanished in an instant, and the alchemist smiled. "I really want to see just what your construction is..."

He appeared before Lin Wuming again, less than five meters away.

It was as if neither of them had moved at all.

Not teleportation, nor spatial movement. As the master of this 'small world,' the alchemist himself didn't need to move; rather, the world was accommodating him!

This 'small world,' this space, would actively send Lin Wuming to him.

Lin Wuming knew this, but he had no choice but to 'teleport' again.

Before being completely defeated by the enemy, Lin Wuming had to find a way to break the situation first. To do so, he needed some time.

As a last resort, Lin Wuming was unwilling to rely on 'bullet time'—this was the enemy's domain. If he relied on 'bullet time' blindly, Lin Wuming wasn't sure if the enemy could see through the secrets of 'bullet time' and come up with countermeasures.

Therefore, the only way now was to exchange space for time. Observe while retreating and find the enemy's flaws...

Unlike the development of the original plot, 'instant alchemy' should be a special move mastered by Aureolus's clone. According to the original plot, the clone should only have this one skill; he wasn't the master of this world and couldn't manipulate the rules of this world.

But now... Lin Wuming wasn't sure if he was facing Aureolus's main body, or if the clone and the hidden main body were working together.

Only one thing was certain—he was in an overwhelmingly disadvantageous situation!

The pathetic chase didn't last long. After three rounds, the alchemist had already seen through the essence of this trick.

He raised his finger and waved it gently. The corridor behind Lin Wuming suddenly bent ninety degrees, and a corner appeared on the straight passage.

For Lin Wuming's straightforward 'teleportation,' it was like a wall appearing in the middle of his path.

Lin Wuming noticed the change behind him and immediately switched to lateral movement to dodge.

With the strengthening and reinforcement of his entire body at the cellular level, Lin Wuming could ignore the damage caused by the huge inertia, but correspondingly, the mental burden of this operation was not small at all.

Although it wasn't so serious as to lose consciousness, his mind did experience a brief moment of sluggishness.

The alchemist didn't miss this opportunity. His golden dart finally touched Lin Wuming's brow.

Although it was just a 'touch,' not even piercing the surface of the skin, 'alchemy' had already taken effect.

Starting from the center of his brow, Lin Wuming's skin began to turn golden...

A strange feeling surged into his heart, and Lin Wuming knew that he had entered 'bullet time' again.

But unlike most previous situations, this time, his body had indeed been attacked.

Before this, there seemed to have been only one similar experience...

That's right, not long ago, 'Dragon King's Breath,' that strange white feather, had also brought him the most direct 'fatal crisis'.

The feeling—can't be said to be exactly the same as now, but it's very similar.

—As expected, my compatibility with magic is very poor. Both fatal crises were magic-related events...

Lin Wuming complained in his heart, but now he could only complain a few words. What had already happened was destined to be unchangeable.

—Think of a way, how was the last crisis resolved?

Touma Kamijou! Imagine Breaker!

But that guy is still lying in the hospital!

Lin Wuming cursed inwardly—I knew I should have brought him here.

Lin Wuming's vision was gradually being dyed golden yellow.

—Damn it, the head was infected first. Superpowers must rely on the brain to be used.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Lin Wuming felt that his thinking was gradually becoming sluggish, as if it was solidifying into a dense solid...

—With the volume of a normal adult male, the mass after turning completely into gold is about 1.2 to 1.7 tons... Is it another 20 billion yen?

—Enough to raise another ten thousand Misaka sisters under Chairman Aleister's command...

According to the physical distance, the gold covered Lin Wuming's eyes downward and spread to the hair on the top of his head.

Just as the 'golden force' invaded the wisp of white hair on Lin Wuming's forehead...

A holy chime rang, vaguely accompanied by the sound of sacred hymns.

The holy white color played the overture to the counterattack!

In a trance, the alchemist saw that Lin Wuming in front of him suddenly turned into a head of white hair. The golden dart that had hit him inexplicably cracked and turned into a pile of fine gold dust...

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In the end, the holy white light dispelled the golden effect.

"Stigmata? Saint George's domain?" Aureolus's voice echoed in the corridor, with undisguised surprise in his tone. "How is that possible?"

Before transforming into an alchemist, Aureolus was once a secret recorder of the Roman Orthodox Church, a special profession among the Christians who were proficient in magic.

So he knew very well the power that 'Saint George' possessed and the nature it represented.

"Saving the defenseless"—what worked just now was probably this concept of 'Saint George'?

But the problem is, why does this esper have the protection and blessing of 'Saint George'? As far as he knew, magic and superpowers were two incompatible fields. It was impossible for someone to master both powers at the same time, and both reach such a high level!

—Or is this Lin Wuming a secret weapon of Academy City and the Anglican Church? It's no secret that the two families are in cahoots. They were the first to try to integrate magic and superpowers...

"Who? Who is talking?" The alchemist in front of Lin Wuming suddenly looked up, looking at the empty ceiling. "Is this white light and hymn your doing?"

*Snap!*

With a snap of his fingers, the alchemist suddenly froze in place—his entire body had turned into a pure gold statue!

Immediately afterwards, Aureolus appeared next to the golden statue, casually pushed aside the statue blocking the way, and came to Lin Wuming, who was returning to normal.

"Half-baked alchemy is useless." As Aureolus spoke, he stuck two silver needles into the back of his neck. "The ability and technology of creation are ultimately not enough to deal with opponents at this level."

He pulled out the silver needles, discarded them casually, and Aureolus reached out and directly touched Lin Wuming.

Lin Wuming had regained consciousness. He didn't know what had happened just now, only that he hadn't turned into gold, and that the deadly crisis had been resolved...

Temporarily.