From Prisoner to Si Chen

Pah-da-da.

The rapid and heavy footsteps echoed on the streets at night. A two-meter-tall humanoid beast quickly passed by rows of closed doors, spilling smelly blood along the way.

Tick-tock.

Tick-tock.

Fried was seriously injured at the moment, and he ran for his life, covering his bloody chest.

The guy chasing him relentlessly behind him really made his scalp numb and his heart beat fast.

He hadn't been so embarrassed for a long time.

As the proud disciple of the "Red Duke", Fried's expertise was more inclined to "human alchemy", so he founded the "Grafting School" to try to pursue the mystery of the combination of the human body and all things.

He has always been proud of his own physique, and even looked down on other "weak" alchemists because of this, thinking that their bodies were vulnerable.

In addition, he himself is a 4th-level long-timer with extraordinary strength, so even in the "Midnight Rose", he is a respected and respected senior member.

He is a big shot in the eyes of others.

But what happened tonight was a big blow to him!

The blond young man is obviously younger than him, but he has stronger strength than him...

It is understood that the other party is a third-class civilian and has not been an apprentice of Madam McCara for long, only about half a year.

But in such a short time, that guy actually mastered the alchemy array that even he couldn't recognize!

He could only watch the other party disassemble and reconstruct the second floor of the stone and wood house, and brutally slaughtered the members of the "Grafting School".

Fried's heart was bleeding.

The power he had worked hard to build for many years was easily destroyed by others... and he was like a stray dog, running for his life with his tail between his legs!

"Further ahead, we will reach the vicinity of my father's manor, where there are his other students..."

Fried looked at the increasingly remote but familiar street scene, and hope for life ignited in his heart.

He took a deep breath, regardless of the fatigue caused by blood loss and the severe pain all over his body, and ran faster and faster.

But what Fried didn't know was.

Gillan had been following behind him, chasing him slowly. His eyes were calm, and his running movements were elegant and calm, in contrast to Fried's embarrassed appearance.

In fact, he was not unable to catch up, but he was using this to cast a long line to catch big fish, intending to hunt more targets.

Since he wanted to hunt for fun, he would not give up easily.

While chasing all the way, Gillan accidentally discovered that the patterns on the stone pavement on the street were quite strange. They seemed to be chaotic, but in fact, they concealed some kind of rules.

If you broaden your vision and look at the entire street from a distance, you can find that many patterns on the ground seem to be able to piece together into a thick "arc".

And this "arc" is like a small part of a larger pattern... like a piece of a puzzle.

Gilan's eyes condensed and he remembered this detail.

'For some reason, the Sakya royal family summoned craftsmen a few months ago to build five spires in Andea, and carved strange patterns on the stone road...'

He was thinking, and suddenly raised his eyes.

I saw that Fried, who was running wildly in front, was finally picked up.

There were five people in total, three women and two men, led by the familiar curly-haired woman who had attacked Flamel in the woods near the cabin.

The other side's alchemical creatures made up of various creatures were also smashed by Gilan with a "mud stick". As for the lion-headed monster "Charlie", he disassembled it into pieces and studied it for more than half a month.

"Mr. Fried, what are you doing?!"

The curly-haired woman and her group saw Fried's miserable condition, and their faces changed drastically, and they asked in astonishment.

But Fried was not willing to stop and explain patiently. He yelled:

"Where is my father?!"

"Teacher Borol is not in the manor, but... maybe he went to a secret base."

The curly-haired woman answered honestly.

Fried passed the five of them directly and ordered without looking back:

"Help me stop the people behind!"

"The people behind...?"

The curly-haired woman and others were stunned at first, and then turned their heads to look.

I saw a tall young man with blood-red hair down to his waist, running towards them at a very fast speed with a terrifying sense of oppression.

The other party's familiar face, plus the indifferent expression, directly made the curly-haired woman and others' heartbeats pause for half a beat.

"Is... is it that guy?!"

They were shocked.

Although Gillan's appearance has changed, this group of people still recognized him... It's because Gillan left them with too deep an impression.

"Those who stand in the way will die." Gillan said indifferently.

The curly-haired girl and her group were about to summon their alchemical creatures, but before they could act, the young man had already dragged a blurry afterimage past them.

A strong wind swept past.

Chi chi chi chi chi!!

They only saw a gray flower basket cross sword flashing, leaving a six-pointed star pattern on the retina, and then their necks and eyebrows hurt, and their consciousness fell into deep darkness and silence.

The sound of plops rang almost at the same time.

The expressions of the five people froze, and fine sword marks as wide as knuckles were left on their eyebrows and throats, and they fell to the ground with a bang.

Immediately, the corpses were like broken sand sculptures, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a handful of powder and flew up.

Ignoring the mysterious points that kept jumping in the corner of his sight, Jilan bit Fried's "tail" like a ghost and continued to chase him.

Fried looked back and was almost scared out of his wits.

"This guy... this guy!!"

He roared madly in his heart.

Although the five curly-haired girls were not very strong, they were still his father's apprentices. They couldn't even stop that guy, and they were all killed in one encounter? !

"Father is not here!"

Fried's mind was full of thoughts and he was extremely nervous.

"He must have gone to the 'Chessboard Manor'! Yes! How could I forget this... As long as I run there, this guy won't be able to find me!"

He quickly took out a golden horse head chess piece from his body and urged his spirituality to activate it.

The "Knight Chess" in his hand suddenly shone.

The next second, Fried, who was running wildly, disappeared in reality and appeared on a lawn with no visible edge.

"Huh..." Fried panted, breathing in the unique fragrance of the "Chessboard Manor", and smiled with a relieved smile. "Finally saved!"

He knelt on the ground without caring about his image.

It was as if he had just walked through hell.

But behind him, a subtle footsteps lightly stepped on the grass.

Rustle.

Fried was startled and looked back, then he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

"How is it possible?!"

His pupils shrank sharply.

"Why can you come in too?!"

Fried saw the blood-haired young man standing not far away.

In his hand, he was holding a "Knight Chess" exactly like his own!

"How can you be a formal member of the 'Midnight Rose'... and have the same 'Knight Chess' as me?!"

"Guess?" Gillan grinned, his face full of tyranny.

He raised his hand and flipped it, holding a silver revolver, and pulled the trigger at Fried, who was also at the end of his strength.

Bang bang bang bang! !

A series of shots, fierce firepower poured towards the face and chest of the humanoid beast.

The muffled sound of puff continued.

Fried's body was pushed and shaken by the impact of the bullet, and finally fell into a pool of blood with a stunned expression.

Gillan walked over, holding the "Sword of Laughter" and swung it, beheading the human-shaped beast.

Immediately, he bent down and reached out to touch it.

Fried began to decay rapidly, turning into a powdery substance that drifted away.

In the corner of Gillan's sight, the color number "1289" jumped and became "1589".

Fried contained a full 300 points of mysterious energy!

'The points of the 4th-level Jiushi are indeed enough. '

Gillan grinned.

But soon, he was surprised to find that next to the color number in his eyes, there was an extra colorful pattern, which was the kingdom mark symbolizing the 4th-level "Judge" essence!

'I actually captured Fried's kingdom mark...'

Gillan's mind flashed with lightning, and he understood something.

'Yes... Jiushi will become a "Nightmare Monument" after death, but if I corrupt it directly, this situation is likely to occur. ’

He remembered the two world laws that Mr. A had said, one of which was "everything exists, and existence leaves traces."

The "Nightmare Monument" is the product formed under the action of this law, and is a trace of the existence of the Long-lived One. Its essence is a mixture of the kingdom's imprint, obsession and residual power, and has a mysterious force that can drag people into nightmares.

But after Jilan used "Colorful" to corrupt, it was equivalent to taking away the kingdom's imprint and power before the "Nightmare Monument" was formed, so that it could no longer be formed.

At this time, Jilan suddenly noticed something and looked up.

I saw three figures rushing quickly on the lawn.

Through the observation of the spiritual vision, the two women and one man on the other side were all 4th-level Long-lived Ones. According to the description of the "Guide Tips", they are all outstanding students of the "Red Duke" Borol Dupu, and are also one of the official members of the "Midnight Rose".

"Fried is dead?!"

After the three arrived, they looked at the bloodstains on the ground in doubt and confronted the blood-haired young man from a distance of more than ten meters.

"Why... could you enter the 'Chessboard Manor' and kill Fried?!"

"..."

Jilan did not answer the other party's question, but looked at them silently, and then grinned a creepy and ferocious smile.

"Three more delicious prey have come."

"Prey?"

The three "Night Rose" long-lived people frowned.

They did not know the blood-haired young man in front of them, but they could see that the other party was also a 4th-level long-lived person...but the strange thing was that this person always exuded a sense of danger that made their hair stand on end.

"This person is not a member of 'Night Rose', but he was able to enter the 'Chessboard Manor', which is very suspicious."

A woman with braids said coldly to her companions.

"To be safe, let's go together. After taking him down, hand him over to Mr. 'Red Duke' to see what secrets he hides."

"Okay." The other two nodded in agreement.

But just as the three were about to take action, they suddenly felt a violent air current.

Looking up, their pupils shrank sharply.

Behind the blood-haired young man, a three-meter-high gray stone skeleton sculpture slowly emerged!

"What is that..."

The three were startled.