From Prisoner to Si Chen

"What is he doing..."

At this moment.

Countless pairs of eyes outside the venue were staring at the video screen.

The purple-eyed young man raised his hand and wiped the locomotive away, which really scared many people.

"Is this alchemy?!"

"He disassembled the locomotive..."

On a mountain top within the Bremen Empire, a group of blue-robed astrologers looked up at the illusion of the sky, and there was an uproar.

An old man in the lead raised his eyebrows and said in surprise:

“When did ‘Midnight Rose’ produce such a genius alchemist?”

His name was Claudius Ptolemy, leader of the Priory of the Stars. During the years of hermitage, she had not had much contact with the mysterious realm and knew very little about Gilan.

In another dark chamber, many magicians and soul scholars also looked at the crystal ball and talked in low voices.

"This is not an ordinary decomposition technique. It can reduce the locomotive to nothing in an instant. The energy required is not trivial."

"This young man is not simple!"

"Haisha and Claire met a strong enemy this time..."

"Don't worry, 'Ye Mei' and us can be said to be allies. The real enemies are the three secret societies."

"Mr. Dodd, do you see anything?"

At this time, someone asked the middle-aged man in black robe behind the crystal ball.

This person had a solemn look on his face, staring closely at the crystal ball.

In the reflected picture, the purple-eyed young man slowly raised his head and looked at him.

Then he held the brim of his hat and saluted into the void.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank.

"The gnosis is so sharp..." Then, he pondered and said, "This should not be a conventional decomposition and reconstruction technique, but the method of the legendary alchemist."

As the leader of the Spiritual Society, the man named Duode obviously saw some details about Gilan.

"Who?" someone wondered.

"It must be possible only for the 'White Sage' Pala Celsus to do it. This person is his student."

"I see……"

Everyone was surprised.

In a luxurious manor far away in the Owena Federation, a group of men and women dressed gorgeously, as if they were attending a ball, were standing on the dance floor in the hall, looking up at the curtain on the carved wall.

The cheerful music that was playing stopped.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the purple-eyed young man, and the whole place was silent.

"It seems that Gilan Iros has inherited the mantle of Pala, and has full wings. It will be more and more difficult to get rid of this person..."

A man's voice sounded slowly.

The person who spoke was the only one sitting there. He was wearing a gorgeous tuxedo, with an emerald harp hanging on his chest, a formal sword on his waist, and a goblet in his hand.

It is the leader of White Pigeon Tower, "Yin Zhe".

"This time is an opportunity. I hope that the two fables of 'Cunning Rabbit' and 'Old Turtle' can kill him in the gambling battle."

The man wore a half mask on his face and his eyes were calm.

…

…

Jilan retracted his gaze towards the void.

In fact, his heartbeat was racing.

Because after using the "Philosopher's Stone" and the "Sage's Secret Pattern" to dismantle the locomotive, the energy actually reconstructed itself, converging into an ordinary film negative in the palm of his hand!

Gilan didn't dare to look, lest he be discovered by outsiders.

But when he opened his spiritual vision, he scanned the film back and forth thoroughly.

'This negative is obviously of the same type as real film, it seems more like a photo...'

Ji Lan was surprised.

What was captured on the film was the train in front of me.

‘Was it filmed by the “director” himself, or is it the work of his apostles? This negative contains powerful energy and can be swallowed up by "color"! ’

Gillan peered into his consciousness.

He quickly sensed that deep in his heart, within the kingdom——

The "Mad King" on the Thumb Throne stood up.

The square-headed stone hammer that was originally placed next to him had quietly changed...

The hammer head part looks like a locomotive that has been shrunk several times!

And, as the "Mad King" slowly lifted it up, the iron grille window on the surface of the hammer actually lit up with blazing firelight, and a loud whistle sounded:

Woo! !

High-temperature steam jets out from the hammer head, raising the illusory cloak behind the "Mad King" and twisting it endlessly.

‘The weapon of the “Mad King” has been qualitatively enhanced after devouring this negative...'

Ji Lan couldn't help being stunned.

Soon, he suppressed the joy in his heart and took a deep breath.

The stronger the "Mad King" is, the greater the help he will receive after coming to the world. At the moment, Ji Lan is even more uncertain about what level of strength he will be able to achieve when his firepower is fully unleashed.

In order to avoid suspicion from the audience outside the venue, Gillan clasped his hands together and said calmly:

"Refining!"

Crackling!

In his hands, the silver arc flashed, and it was quickly transformed into a meaningless glass bead, only the surface shone with a dazzling and bright colored luster.

Gilan put it away with seriousness.

In fact, it is just a show for outsiders to see.

Immediately, he took steps and walked along the track.

After a while, Gilan found the red-haired female student Lilia hiding behind a tree on the roadside.

"Mr. Gillan! You are finally back!"

When Lilia saw the young man approaching, she walked out and let out a long breath.

She has obviously regained her breath now, but the traces of sweat on her body have not yet dried, and the ends of her hair are still messy.

"But... where is the luggage?"

Lilia looked at Jilan, but found that he only had the black iron cane in his hand, and there was no suitcase beside him, so she couldn't help showing disappointment.

Jilan pretended to be regretful, sighed, put his hands in his arms, and took out a small kettle and two pieces of chocolate wrapped in tin foil.

"There are still some monsters wandering around the train. I risked my life and only found this... Drink it, Miss Lilia."

"Thank... Thank you!"

Seeing this, Lilia took the kettle and drank a big gulp.

The violent escape just now consumed a lot of her strength and water. This kettle of water was really life-saving.

She opened the package and took a bite of the chocolate, and her face blushed while chewing.

"Sorry, Mr. Jilan, you can eat this one."

Lilia handed over another piece of chocolate.

Jilan shook his head and walked forward with his hat.

"It's all yours, take your time to eat."

"Thank you, sir." Lilia hurriedly followed, and did not forget to praise: "You are a gentleman with grace."

"Someone said that before."

Gilan nodded and chuckled.

The two of them kept moving forward along the track.

Because he knew the plot and the distribution of monsters, Gilan led Lilia all the way without any obstacles.

When approaching the entrance of the Old Pier city area, Lilia asked:

"Mr. Gilan, where are we going? You... seem to know this place very well."

"I've been here before."

Gilan said lightly without looking away.

He didn't seem to want to explain too much to Lilia, and casually said:

"Our group of train passengers encountered an unreasonable and bizarre incident. Maybe we can find help in the center of Old Pier."

"Um...ah!"

As soon as Lilia responded, she showed a painful expression on her face, and then squatted down with her head in her arms.

Seeing this, Gilan knew that she had received the illusion of the host of this "killing game".

‘That’s good, I don’t have to make up stories anymore.’

He looked around, squinting at the outline of the town in the distance, and couldn’t help wondering:

‘I wonder if the people from the other forces have come in to watch the movie?’

…

…

In the open space of the chessboard garden.

A group of “Night Rose” members were staring at the movie screen on the screen.

After several transitions.

Several teams of two people were revealed.

Among them were men and women, old and young, dressed differently, and with different temperaments. Some looked ordinary and looked like ordinary people, while others were mysterious and obviously not easy to mess with.

“The representatives of the Star Hermitage, the Spiritual Society, the Choir, the Ascetic Sect, and the White Dove Tower have all entered the gambling arena.”

Baron Opal said in a deep voice with a solemn face.

"They are all powerful, senior 5th-level characters, and I know many of them!"

"Although Mr. Xuexiao is good at actual combat, he has just been promoted, and he is alone. It is very disadvantageous to fight alone..."

"Trust him." Ms. Crow said softly. "He has broken my cognition more than once along the way."

"Just based on his move to disassemble the train just now, it is enough to prove that he is not a weakling."

"Let's wait and see."

At this time, Ms. Mei Weng, who was sitting in the main seat, said lightly.

As the leader spoke, the discussion of the crowd gradually subsided, and they turned their attention back to the screen.

The scene turned.

Everyone saw that the purple-eyed young man had brought the red-haired female student through the desolate and silent building complex and came to the central spiral tower.

Yak Nail, the old man making sticks, Miss Sparks and others frowned, looking puzzled.

"Only the first day, why did Mr. Xuexiao rush to the 'God's Chosen Tower'?"

Then, everyone present was stunned.

Because the purple-eyed young man in the picture went straight up the stairs and walked to the double-opening stone door of the spiral tower.

He raised the black cane in his hand, changed it into a hammer, and smashed it down-

Bang! !

Green sparks splashed out, and the whole picture shook slightly.

"It's green gunpowder!" Miss Spark's eyes lit up and praised repeatedly. "It's so powerful, so charming!"

Jilan pulled his hand back and hit it again with an expressionless face.

Bang! ! !

He shouted in a deep voice:

"Quench!"

Woo-bang! !

Bang bang bang!

After a series of smashes, the Blood Hammer consumed a whole bottle of green gunpowder, but the gray-white door in front of it did not move at all.

Lilia hid far away at the bottom of the stairs, staring at this scene with wide eyes.

In her eyes, the elegant and refined young man was like a humanoid monster, waving his cane and banging the door non-stop, making a thunderous sound, and the ground was shaking slightly, which was quite terrifying.

"Is it not possible..."

Jilan stopped and stood, muttering.

His motive for banging the door was simple, summed up in two words:

Flip the table.

'Instead of scheming with the other five teams and playing hide-and-seek in this huge town ruins, it is better to tear up the rules directly...'

Jilan's eyes were indifferent.

'Who wants to play house with you? '

He looked at the thick door in front of him and grinned a long-lost grin.

"Local Wang Lin!"

I saw his entire right leg covered with a layer of black hideous shin armor, and then kicked out.

"Broken iron--"

The kick instantly landed on the door.

Like a large-yield explosive detonated.

Boom!!!