I’m Really An Alchemist

At this time, an idea came from the undead demon clan, and a life that was not a demon clan was caught in the demon world.

"Let go of me! I am the greatest magister Babidi!"

"I, I am the descendant of Bibidi who destroyed the gods of the king, don't come here, I can summon the Demon Buu!"

"Don't come, don't come!"

Tsurumi listened to the weird scream and leaned back on the chair. This magus who called himself Babidi wanted to come to the demon world to subdue Dapra, but was caught by the undead demons. His magic is very interesting, but unfortunately The undead and immortal demons in the sea of ​​blood are naturally immune.

"Let's go with you." Tsurumi only thought about his senior brother Wu Tian, ​​and didn't have time to pay attention to such outside creatures.

Then, Babidi let out a desperate howl before dying.

And the excited swallowing sound of the undead demons.

Chapter 283 Chapter 40 - Dragon Ball - Wish System

The city covered by artillery fire is in ruins.

Walking in this scarred city, Wu Tian saw the humble and fearful creatures hiding in the dark and looked carefully. Hearing the desperate and uneasy sobbing, he lightened his steps, and wisps of golden light overflowed from behind him.

This golden light shines on every injured person, healing their physical and spiritual pain in the warm brilliance and the shock of relatives and friends.

Wu Tian didn't stop, he arrived at the meeting destination.

"Why do you want to meet here?" Piccolo wore a black robe and covered his unusual appearance with a hood. His voice was hoarse. He stood at a high place and looked at this city full of life and death, his eyes sad.

He loves the earth and every creature on the earth.

Whether it is humans or monsters, they are the objects he wants to protect. The infighting of the earth race is the last thing Piccolo wants to see.

Wu Tian turned his head, looked at the ruins of the city, and sighed: "This is the front line of the war. Only here can we experience the fragility of life."

Piccolo was silent for a long time, then jumped down from a height.

"Tell me, what are you looking for from me?" Piccolo kept a safe distance from Wu Tian, ​​and even looked extremely vigilant.

Anyone who encounters incomprehensible things will be like him.

Piccolo was originally trying to figure out the words left by Zhou Qi in the heaven, but suddenly a string of words appeared in front of him, marking the time, place and person. This strange method shocked him.

Wu Tian smiled shyly, and said, "The heaven you are in is blocked. It's not polite for me to break in, so I left a message for you."

Piccolo snorted lightly: "It's polite to invade the heaven with words, you and your teacher are exactly the same!"

Wu Tian rubbed his bald head and laughed, then skipped the topic.

The two walked together on the ruined street.

"Mr. Piccolo, we are all people who want this world to become more peaceful." Wu Tian looked directly into Piccolo's eyes, as if he could see the deep heart of the Nameks: "We also want to stop this war, Is it right?"

Piccolo sneered: "Then why don't you stop it, don't you have this power?"

Wu Tian said silently: "I can stop this time, but I can't stop the next time, I can stop thousands of wars, but this is different from a powerful person, people just stop the war because they are afraid of me, not because Need peace and stop war!"

Piccolo frowned, wanting to refute, but couldn't find the words.

The premise of stopping this war is to suppress it with greater fear and power. Is this approach reasonable? If other people think about it, they may be willing to choose this option without hesitation in order to stop the current war. road.

But for Wu Tian and Piccolo.

They look farther and see a more cruel future!

"So." Wu Tian paused for a long time, long enough for Piccolo to think, before continuing, "I need your help, Piccolo."

"Help, what help?" Piccolo hadn't turned his mind.

He couldn't think of anything he could do to help Wu Tian.

Even in terms of strength, the opponent far surpasses me!

"Dragon Ball." Wu Tian said.

"Dragon Ball?" Bi ** said with a strange expression, "Where did you know about Dragon Ball, Mr. Zhou?"

Dragon Ball is a specialty of Namek, also known as the wishing ball.

Only the best lineage of the Namekians has the power to create dragon **** and activate dragons.

It can realize any wish, including rejuvenation and resurrection. Piccolo is the most outstanding line of Nameks, and naturally has the power to create dragon **** and activate dragons.

But he didn't tell anyone about this, including the **** Karl.

Bick immediately thought of Zhou Qi.

Initially, it was Zhou Qi who knew his Namekian identity, and it was not surprising to know that he could create Dragon Balls.

Wu Tian shook his head and said, "No, the master didn't tell me about Dragon Ball."

"In other words, I don't know what Dragon Ball is." Wu Tian is very sincere: "It is estimated that you only tell me Mr. Piccolo that you know about Dragon Ball, and it allows me to take the last step."

Piccolo looked at Wu Tian's sincere face, as if he was lying.

As for the term calculation, which he had never heard of before, Piccolo automatically converted it into divination prediction. He didn't know if he should tell the news about Dragon Ball.

A wishing ball that grants all wishes.

How attractive is this to mortals with desires?

Piccolo used to have the naive idea of ​​creating Dragon Balls after becoming a god, so that humans on earth have a kind of hope, but this idea was abandoned by him because of the war that took place on earth.

"I see." Piccolo finally understood why Wu Tian made an appointment to meet at this war-torn frontline. "You know I won't hand over Dragon Ball news easily, so I want to impress me with this scene!"

Wu Tiandao: "This is just one of the reasons, the more important reason is that I believe in Mr. Bick, and I am willing to accept all this!"

Piccolo gave him a deep look, then looked around, looking at the suffering human beings in this city, and at the tormented beings on this planet. Under this guilt, he let go of his self-esteem.

"Dragon Ball is a divine object that I can create." Piccolo said blankly: "This is a unique ability of my family, and it can fulfill wishes."

Fulfilling the wish.... Wu Tian pondered the power of the word, and subconsciously asked: "What is the principle of Dragon Ball's wish fulfillment?"

"Principle?" Piccolo said, "You don't need a principle, just collect seven dragon balls, summon the dragon, and your wish can come true!"

"It can't be without a principle." Wu Tian said, "Everything has a cause and effect. If Dragon Ball can really fulfill all wishes, then why can it fulfill wishes, and why does it fulfill wishes?"

After hearing Wu Tian's words, Piccolo froze for a long time.

For Dragon Ball, he only has knowledge and instinct deep in his memory, and he doesn't know how Dragon Ball works.

Now admit it... a bit embarrassing! Piccolo turned his head and said in a hoarse voice, "If you don't believe it, come and see for yourself!"

He chose a square boulder, the Qi in his body formed a sharp blade, and he carved the boulder in the blink of an eye, revealing an exquisite Huaxia dragon statue in front of the two of them.

"For Dragon Ball, I only have a fragment of my memory."

Piccolo bowed his knees in front of the statue and turned his back to Wu Tiandao: "But I know it has the ability to fulfill wishes."

These words were very confident, and Wu Tian watched intently, only to see a faint purple fluorescent light on Piccolo's palm, lightly hanging above the statue, and chanting the mysterious and eloquent language in his mouth.

Fluorescence slowly flowed from his palm to the statue.

In Wu Tian's surprised face, the statue seemed to come alive in the light, raising his head, waving his tail, and stretching his body.

"This is..." Wu Tianshen thought out of his body, grasping every detail of the dragon ball formation, his expression became more and more shocked.

Poof!

The statue floated up in the light, and suddenly rushed to the sky, turning into seven pure white lights.

Afterwards, the seven white lights smashed to the ground, forming seven bright yellow beads with red five-pointed stars in them. When they gathered together, they should resonate and emit faint fluorescence.

Picking up the Dragon Ball, Piccolo said, "Dragon Ball cannot appear in the world, at least not now. It will become a tool used by careerists to realize their desires. If you want to witness its magic, you can follow me to the temple."

"No."

Wu Tian looked at the seven dragon **** shining on the ground, exhaled a long breath, and showed a satisfied smile: "I have found the answer."

The creation of the seven dragon **** caused a lot of momentum, and many people approached curiously. Wu Tian's mind moved, and he took Piccolo to use the escape technique to leave, and went to the uninhabited field.

Bick was very curious about the answer Wu Tian said.

As a Namekian, he doesn't even know the principles of Dragon Ball himself. It's a bit embarrassing for outsiders to know first.

Wu Tian closed his eyes, sorted out his thoughts, and then looked at Piccolo, who was looking to explore.

"Dragon Balls are not unique products of your family." Wu Tian said amazing words in a calm tone, at least shocking Piccolo, his face turned purple with anger: "What do you mean?"

Piccolo does not allow anyone to question his race!

Wu Tiandao: "When you created the Dragon Ball, I found its source."

"That's a huge, huge, huge dragon ball like a planet!" Wu Tian recalled the scene he felt when he used his spiritual sense to trace the dragon. Dragon Ball.

The Dragon Ball created by Piccolo only borrowed the insignificant power of Super Dragon Ball.

That is the wishing ball in the true sense. It can fulfill any wish. The dragon ball created by the Piccolo clan is only the ability derived from watching the huge dragon ball.

"Are you saying that we Nameks are thieves?" Piccolo was about to laugh angrily, looking at Wu Tian with an increasingly unkind look.

Wu Tian said seriously: "It's not wrong to describe it as a thief. Your original Dragon Ball should be the scraps taken from the Super Dragon Ball. After a long period of time, you have figured out how to create a dragon and steal the power of wishing. Methods."

"Nonsense!"

Piccolo didn't believe it at all.

Wu Tian shook his head. Seeing that Bick's expression was firm, he skipped this passage and talked about the follow-up harvest.

"Dragon Ball makes a wish, and the power comes from the super dragon, but the wish of the super dragon comes from the power of the wish." Wu Tian frowned and analyzed the scene he felt. In the magnificent super dragon, he felt extremely vast, A prayer as majestic as the universe.

That is the wish that every planet and every life produces all the time.

Everyone has a lot of wishes every day. Before getting up, office workers will pray for a few more minutes of sleep, and they will also pray that the car can stop for them when driving.

Some people hope to win the big prize, some people hope to gain love.

These small hopes and wishes did not disappear, but were collected by the super dragon and became the source of his power.

Dragon Ball represents hope!

This sentence is absolutely correct. It feeds on hope and desire, and will eventually give back to life.

"Faith and desire are the purest power in life." Wu Tian was very emotional.

Piccolo was silent for a long time.

Wu Tian's remarks shattered his Namekian self-esteem. Piccolo didn't want to believe that the only power he could bring hope to others was actually stolen.

Wu Tian instead reassured: "Mr. Piccolo, you are not wrong, and your race is not wrong. Dragon Ball absorbs the power of wish, fulfills the wish, and completes the reincarnation of the power system. You create Dragon Ball, which also brings the universe. hope."

Super Dragon Ball is not so easy to get together, and it is also a waste to not use the majestic willpower.

The Nameks created the seven dragon **** and stole the power of the wish, maybe they got permission!

After Wu Tian learned about the operation of Dragon Ball, he also came into contact with the wish system. In his spiritual sense, in the vitality of heaven and earth, there was another pure energy, some symbolizing hope, some symbolizing darkness.

"The war, please end it!"

"Kill them, kill all the demon clan!"

"I hope I can live tomorrow."

"I'm so hungry, it would be great if I had steamed buns to eat!"

When Divine Sense came into contact with these fine wishes, countless people's prayers appeared in their minds, some were positive and some were negative. These wishes flowed out to the sky and slowly disappeared.

That's why Dragon Ball doesn't care whether your wish is good or bad.

"I can use the force of will." Wu Tian muttered to himself, the system of the force of willingness filled the last link of his attaining the Tao, but just as he was about to strike while the iron was hot, his eyebrows suddenly twitched, and a sense of crisis came to his heart.

not now!

Ming Wu was born in his heart, Wu Tian calculated with his fingers, and then looked at Piccolo.

"Mr. Beek, I still need your help."

 …

Demon world.

The sea of ​​blood rose and fell, and Tsurumi sat lazily on the scarlet stone chair.

The blood mist filled the empty mountains, countless strange figures were looming, and countless strange voices were mixed together, including the coquettish laughter of women and the angry roars of men.

"My senior brother is about to gain the Tao."