Mechanical Alchemist

Chapter 145 [Alice's Tears]

"Done!"

Su Lun looked at the two people who were killed in front of him, and his brows eased slightly.

Killing two people is also expected.

Before he did it, he guessed that the movement of raising his hand and raising his gun was too obvious to deceive the high-level professionals.

It is impossible for the opponent to watch him kill the field control warlock, so there must be someone to rescue.

And the sickle that he raised his gun and slashed at the same time was the real hidden murderous intention. It was to kill a field-controlling mage, and by the way, a second-tier professional who rescued him.

Now it seems that the effect is good.

Su Lun is very self-aware.

After all, there is only one person, no matter how strong he is, he is still at the first level.

Even with a sickle in hand, after being discovered, the enemy will be prepared, and it will be very difficult to kill again.

A Tier 2 professional would not stand there waiting for him to kill him.

Therefore, Su Lun needs a helper.

How to grab the enemy boss when there are few people, and how can you kill enemies that are several times your own?

The best way is naturally to sneak attack and kill the enemy's field control, and let the monster go berserk.

This is also the reason why he chose to kill the blue robe warlock immediately.

Just like in front of me, the Weeping Witch without the cover of "slow light", let out a piercing scream of relief from her throat. In an instant, the attack speed of her hair control soared by 50% visible to the naked eye!

A few Tier 2 professionals in the field were able to calmly cope with the encirclement and suppression of hair, but now they are beaten in an instant.

For a while, he was tired of dealing with the hair, and he couldn't draw his hand to deal with Su Lun, the sneak attacker.

Seeing the astonished and murderous eyes looking towards him, Su Lun was not afraid at all. He didn't stop what he was doing, and once again touched the invisible living corpse around him with his fingers, and slashed at another target not far away.

Seeing this, the face of the "Magician" Lloyd suddenly changed, obviously realizing something, he shouted urgently: "Stop him!"

The silver and black silk threads intertwined, like two players in a tug-of-war, he used the silk thread to control the witch, but at the same time he couldn't move.

Lloyd knew very well that he was the key point of control. If something goes wrong with him, the berserk witch will completely break free. Waiting for them will be a failure, or even a desperate situation!

However, a few second-tier players in the arena watched the space crack that killed Bloom with that move, so how could they not have guessed that this is the famous forbidden item [Hypnos's Black Scythe of Night]? movement?

Now that he knows it, who dares to use his physical body to block it?

What's more, I can't stop it even if I want to!

In the next moment, another spatial crack cut out, precisely appearing on the neck of "Magician" Lloyd.

Silently, the head fell.

Su Lun thought that his knife would definitely kill the immobile puppet master, but he didn't expect that the head fell to the ground, but he didn't see the "gray fog".

"Hey, he's not dead?!"

Su Lun's pupils shrank suddenly, and his instinctive crisis reaction made him dodge and hide behind the invisible living corpse.

The next moment, he heard the sound of breaking wind, and several poisonous needles sprayed out from the broken skull, "chug chug" hit the invisible living corpse in front of him, and fell to the ground.

Looking again, Lloyd's headless corpse robe was torn, and an ugly one-meter-tall dwarf sprang out.

"This is Lloyd's body?"

Su Lun didn't expect that the famous puppet master was actually an ugly dwarf with a plain face.

Although the witch is weird and not very intelligent, she also knows that the biggest threat is this guy who controls her!

Lloyd avoided Su Lun's murderous intentions, but he couldn't avoid the ubiquitous silver hair in the monastery.

After decapitation, the procedure was interrupted.

Now he was forced to give up his puppet body, and also lost the ability to control most of the black lines.

Without the restraint of the black thread, the witch's silver hair was freed, and piercing screams resounded throughout the cursed space.

In an instant, the sky was densely covered with silver hairs that spread wildly like a tide, and the monastery was quickly wrapped into a silver cocoon.

The "unlimited hair" that they had been wanting to get from the witch's rage before has now become a death talisman.

As soon as the dwarf landed on the ground, a bunch of silver hair that looked like a sharp spear poked towards him, and with a clang, a fist-sized hole was poked in the stone floor.

The physical agility of the puppeteer is far inferior to that of other professionals. Although the dwarf tried his best to avoid it, it seemed as if he had been slid by a sharp knife, piercing his thigh, and blood flowed all over the ground.

What's more, what makes people even more desperate is that in the blink of an eye, the silver hair in the air gathers more than a dozen spears, and "嗖", "嗖", "嗖" stabs down through the air again.

Lloyd's face was ashen.

At this critical moment, the nearest "Mechanical Tyrannosaurus" Toin, who was separated from the dwarf, was quicker than his eyes and hands. The mechanical arm that was originally charged by the steam boiler to attack the witch's body instantly reversed its direction, ejected, and destroyed the silver spear. Only then did the dwarf be saved. life.

The silver hair is all over the sky, like a torrential rain, there is no way to avoid it.

Several other second-tier professionals were also overwhelmed, more or less injured

And the first-order warlock who cast "Tangle of Thorns" tried his best to avoid a few spears, but was still pierced into a bloody hole with a face full of despair.

Now, the witch is completely out of trouble.

The originally deadlocked battle situation was broken in an instant, and the defeat was like a bankrupt, which was already irreversible.

Seeing that there was nothing to be done, the dwarf shouted with a dark face, "Withdraw! Exit the cursed space first!"

Four second-tier professionals gathered together, destroyed a piece of silver hair on top of their heads, and shredded a scroll before being completely trapped.

The scroll shattered, and a magical light gate appeared out of nowhere, and several people rushed out without hesitation.

"I thought I could kill a few more."

Seeing the guys who escaped from the light gate, Su Lun felt a little regretful.

Being able to prevent falling into a dream and preparing a means of escape, these members of the Oliver family are obviously fully prepared.

But they could escape, Su Lun could not.

Not to mention that the magic light gate disappeared the moment it appeared, even if it didn't disappear, it was impossible for him to go out with them to "send his death".

There was a scream, and all the "nutrients" in the fog were cleaned up.

In the huge cursed space, Su Lun was the only living person left.

Now that there is no one to attract firepower, the tall blood nun's target is only him.

"I hope the previous inference is correct"

He exhaled a foul breath.

Su Lun took off his gas mask, and handed [Brook's Harmonica] to his mouth.

Although he had never learned the harmonica in his previous life, this instrument was not too difficult, and he had mastered it very proficiently from the scraped soul fragments.

He didn't think much about it, and played a light folk song, which was the tune he heard humming from the NPCs from the [Legend of the Hunchback of Notre Dame] space.

The melody was melodious and resounded throughout the monastery.

Just the moment the harmonica sounded, the silver hair all around seemed to understand the sadness in those melodies, and suddenly became soft, like water plants in a clear small lake, fluttering with the wind.

Glancing at the scene in front of him from the corner of the eye, Su Lun also played more and more calmly, with a steady pace.

In the distance, the five-meter-tall blood nun also looked fierce, standing there blankly, listening quietly.

She seemed to recall something, and crystal tears slowly overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

Su Lun was still playing the song, and the surrounding scenery changed rapidly.

As if going back in time, the dilapidated walls and ruins around them recovered in an instant, turning into the majestic and majestic white monastery.

Snowflakes are gradually falling in the sky, and there are pigeons flying on the dome again

The surrounding scene flickered, as if returning to a thousand years ago.

The young nun would often stand alone in the attic, blowing the song that carried her thoughts, waiting for her beloved to return safely from the battlefield.

They had agreed that in that snowy winter, he would definitely come back.

But I didn't want to wait until Dawn City fell into eternal darkness, but I didn't wait.

After a while, the song ends.

"I am entrusted by Mr. Brooke to bring you this harmonica."

Su Lun stopped, wondering if Alice, who had become weird, could understand. Seeing that the witch had calmed down, she handed out the harmonica.

He continued: "He asked me to tell you that he can't keep the appointment, and told you not to wait for him."

The silver hair gently took the harmonica engraved with "Brooke \u0026 Alice" and handed it to the young nun.

A smile gradually overflowed on her face, as if she saw some beautiful picture in front of her eyes, she heard a soft murmur: "Have you finally come back to see me?"

With a flicker of light and shadow, a handsome man in military uniform appeared in the courtyard of the monastery. He smiled, held the hand of the girl he loved, and said softly, "Yes, I'm back."

They swore to love each other for the rest of their lives.

Brooke's short life has passed away on the bell tower a thousand years ago;

and Alice

wait for this news,

Waited for a thousand years.

Su Lun quietly watched the scene in front of him.

He knew that he was probably the only witness to the tragic love story a thousand years ago.

A young girl waited her whole life for a promise.

At this time, the young nun put the harmonica to her lips, opened her teeth lightly, and played the familiar tune.

A melodious melody sounded, and a crystal teardrop slowly dripped from the corner of her eye.

The nun in front of her has completely lost her "maliciousness", and the steel wire that Su Lun is holding is also loose.

Now Brook's entrustment has been fulfilled, and because of this harmonica token, he has also resolved a crisis of death for him.

And he didn't forget that there was still a lord-level weirdness in front of him that could make second-tier professionals hate on the spot.

Su Lun didn't have the ability of the previous guys to create a light door and escape.

If he wanted to go out, he could only kill the source of the curse.

I wanted to find a chance to take a knife.

But now it seems that there is no need.

Tears fell, and he also saw that the "lord-level weirdness" in front of him suddenly let go of his aura. The aggressiveness in the past moment became more and more calm.

According to the appraisal, the glowing tears on the ground were obviously a cursed object.

【Alice's Tears】

Detailed explanation: It condenses the energy essence of the magic power of the Lamenting Witch, a very precious curse material; it contains a huge amount of magic power and spiritual power, and also the most complete spiritual power matrix of this series of witches;

"Condensed all the magic power?"

Seeing this word, Su Lun suddenly realized something.

Looking at the nun again, her breath became weaker and weaker.

It seems that she has got the answer she has been waiting for for thousands of years, that obsession has finally been released, and she will completely dissipate in the world.

Su Lun no longer felt the hostility, thinking about it, he didn't make up for the last knife.

As for the needed witch's hair, this monastery is all over the place.

Need a corpse, just wait a while.

The harmonica melody next to my ear is getting sadder and weaker.

While listening, Su Lun silently began to collect the loot and blood in the yard.

After the death of a Tier 2 professional, Bloom, the head of the Sword Squad, gained some combat experience.

As for the two rare magicians, they also gave Su Lun a small surprise.

They are the first two batches of graduates from the Black Tower Academy in the inner city, and their soul fragments are of high quality, which allowed Su Lun to harvest a large wave of spell-casting experience and alchemy knowledge.

There is also a beheaded "alchemist puppet", which was naturally left by "magician" Lloyd.

The dwarf fled in a hurry, and didn't even have time to peel off the storage ring on the puppet.

At a glance, there are many rare puppet materials that can be used.

It was a bumper harvest.

However, as I listened, the sound of the harmonica stopped abruptly.

Su Lun turned around.

Saw the nun lying on the ground. She was holding a beloved harmonica in her arms, and there was a happy smile on the corner of her mouth, her expression was so peaceful.

"It sounds good."

He looked at the corpse and said something, then walked over, and cut off the witch's glowing head as usual.

"Obtain the memory fragment of 'Witch Alice'*2"

"You got a piece of information: 'It seems like a long time has passed, but I finally got him, so happy'"

"You have comprehended [intermediate wire control skills]."

"Mental Power +7.5"

The cursed space began to collapse.

Su Lun unbuttoned the plant clothes, and the cold flames burst out of his body.

He has not forgotten that there are still people outside the cursed space waiting for him to go out and throw himself into the trap.

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