Mechanical Alchemist

The mages on the Divine Plane were stunned by Su Lun's overwhelmingly swift combos.

They had never imagined that a fully assembled legion of ten thousand mages could be critically damaged by a mere handful of exchanges!

Before this, they couldn't have fathomed that the battle would start off on such a footing.

Normally, shouldn't it be their several ten-thousand mage legions overwhelming a small adventure group in a chaotic beatdown?

Why did it seem... as if they were the ones being besieged by a single person instead?

The one who defeated them was not some powerful enemy, but rather an army defined by its vast numbers.

But it was a puppet army!

Controlling ten thousand puppets at the same time?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it.

Because even in the Divine Plane, no Puppet Master had ever achieved such a feat.

And that puppet army's implementation of the Void Alchemy was clearly specifically designed to counter their magical military formations. Just from that alone, everyone knew the enemy knew the back of their hand when it came to their magic tower.

And how could that Alchemy's power be so exaggerated?

Why was the efficiency of the ritual so high?

And most puzzling of all, why was this guy not afraid of the Gorgon Queen's curse?

Before they could unravel these questions, Su Lun was already wreaking havoc inside the mage legion with his gargoyle legion.

...

Even Su Lun himself felt it was somewhat fortuitous.

Without the "Blood of Queen Medusa's Redemption," even with the puppet army, he never would have dared to confront the ten thousand mage legion head-on.

But as it happened, "Helen" was the first Gorgon Queen to successfully transcend tribulation in countless years. After her bloodline returned to its origin, she awakened some awareness and came to know the secrets of the curse only known to the demigod Goer.

In other words, Su Lun had mastered the only feasible strategy for a lower plane to tackle a high-order Gorgon.

This had taken the enemies on the Divine Plane completely by surprise.

Su Lun quickly put away the body of the Gorgon Queen, and without any delay, he directed the gargoyle legion to charge once again.

The mages had their formations scattered, regrouping into hundreds or thousands to stubbornly resist, bombarding Su Lun with various legion magic.

Unfortunately, in terms of numbers, combat strength, and other aspects, the gargoyle legion was not even slightly weaker than the ten thousand mage legion.

And since Su Lun knew everything about the ten thousand mage legion, the formation of the gargoyle legion was specifically designed to break through defensive barriers, like a sharp arrow, piercing everywhere.

Puppets, fearless of life and death, left devastation in their wake, facing bloodshed and carnage.

And Su Lun himself would seize the opportunity to teleport and decapitate higher-level mages.

Previously, his methods had not been sharp enough against high-level mages, but now, with the "Death God's Fire," almost no one dared to confront him directly.

Soul fire burned, ignoring all defenses, and those touched by it were either dead or severely mutilated.

With the Philosopher's Stone enhancing him, all his techniques were now enhanced versions of their former selves. Previously unbeatable within Level 7, he was even more so now.

Often, as the Field of Death unfolded, the mages it passed over died in droves.

For any troublesome beings, it was Death God's Fire to greet them.

This method of fighting was completely brutal and unreasonable; no one dared to confront it head-on.

So much so that even the great mage at the early stage of Level 8 in that ten thousand mage legion avoided Su Lun as much as possible.

Su Lun also had no intention of pursuing the few high-level mages with superior escape techniques who ran everywhere; he was like a lawnmower, mercilessly cutting down the lower-level mages.

Once the ten thousand mage legion lost its numerical advantage, it no longer held any fear.

After just a few rounds of assault, Su Lun's tactics of targeted decapitations plus the gargoyle legion's strategy had battered the ten thousand mage legion into shambles.

The gargoyles had no casualties, which spelled ultimate despair for the enemy.

The mages dwindled in number, while the puppet army's strength scarcely diminished at all.

As long as Su Lun lived, the puppet army's power would always be at its peak!

The more the battle dragged on, the smaller the enemy's chances of victory became.

...

While Su Lun was cutting down the unit of ten thousand mages, a report also came from Qian, indicating that enemy's top combat forces had gone straight to the Golgo Temple.

"Su Lun, a master has arrived at the temple! It looks like it's the celestial army leader Augustus you mentioned. He has the 'Shield of Purity'."

"Can you hold on?"

"So far, there are no problems. Mr. Hei has already entangled that guy, and they are in the chessboard space, the situation is unclear now. I'm dealing with the snake tide."

"Great! Hold on a bit longer, I'll come over once I finish here."

"..."

Su Lun listened to the transmission through the communicator, his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

It was reasonable that the enemy would send their top combat forces to raid the Golgo Temple.

After all, as far as it looked presently, the only one certain to pose a fatal threat to someone in possession of the Divine Artifact Projection 'Shield of Purity', was Su Lun himself.

And the only one qualified to kill Queen Medusa, was the bearer of the 'Shield of Purity'.

Now that Su Lun had exposed himself by attacking the pirate ship, the enemy naturally wanted to decapitate Queen Medusa, to eliminate this greatest hidden danger.

Normally, this would be the time for Su Lun to return and provide support.

After all, only his 'Death God's Fire' might pose a threat to the enemy.

But doing so would mean that the other landing units of ten thousand mages would not be dealt with in short order. Once they set up their formation, it would create an even worse situation.

However, if Su Lun did not return, no one could stop the army leader Augustus with the Divine Artifact Projection.

That man also possessed the talent "S-009-Essence of Infinite", although not as outwardly as the previous Saint Frank, he was equally strong. His postnatal development of talent was even not inferior to Frank.

That he would take up the shield was fully within Su Lun's expectation.

So, even Old Sword God Bartolo was not sure he could hold him back.

Not to mention the other members of the Dawn Group.

But Mr. Hei was an exception.

Despite being very low-profile within the Dawn Group and rarely showing any stunning performance in battle,

he lacked Lei's flashy Sword Intent and Su Lun's domineering puppet army...

But all the old members of the Dawn Group knew that Mr. Hei, always looking "utterly normal," had never lost a battle.

No matter how powerful the opponent was.

Only the high-ranking members knew how formidable this scholar was.

Lei, Barrett, Number Nineteen... During the Dawn Group's internal sparring, all were dominated by Mr. Hei's terrifying Mind Reading Technique.

Even now, Su Lun was very reluctant to face such an enemy.

Because fighting him was very uncomfortable.

An opponent who never exposes any flaws could make one feel restricted from start to finish, as if hitting cotton...

Mr. Hei had developed his Mind Reading Technique to an unfathomable extent, even more acute than Su Lun's All-knowing Eye in observing everything.

His fighting style was one word: "steady!"

Mr. Hei's attacks might not be sharp, but he excelled in control, strategizing, and various skillful Alchemy techniques, always achieving miraculous effects.

If any opponent showed even a slight flaw, it would be infinitely magnified into a fatal vulnerability.

Occasionally in jest, Su Lun would nickname Mr. Hei as "Fifty-Fifty,"

because whenever he fought, he would modestly say: "Before the outcome is decided, each has an equal chance of winning."

Even if the opponent seemed much stronger than him, he would say so.

This was also why when Su Lun landed on the island, he brought Mr. Hei along.

It wasn't just for archaeology.

Although Mr. Hei could not defeat the army leader Augustus, he was confident he could hold him off!

...

Su Lun, hearing the transmission from Qian, knew that the problem was temporary.

The mage group of tens of thousands before him had already been decimated, and Su Lun had no intention of wasting any more time on the soldiers who had fled into the forest.

"Dora, fire coverage at observation point 46!"

"Yes!"

Having issued the command via communicator, he quickly withdrew his puppet army and, with a pinch of the Suren Sorcerer's Seal, he had teleported away.

Just as Su Lun left, the next second, the sky was bombarded with alchemy cannonballs.

The pirate ships that hadn't been completely destroyed immediately got caught in a barrage of gunfire, and without the mages' defensive barrier, the ships were incredibly vulnerable. But in an instant, the Western Sea Fleet's Sea King class warship was completely destroyed, sinking into the sea along with those aboard who had prepared the formations.

Meanwhile, Su Lun had already appeared at another landing point.

This was another Sea King class warship controlled by the celestial mages, where another group of tens of thousands were setting up something.

When Su Lun arrived, the mages there had apparently just received the previous message.

Their faces showed disbelief, clearly shocked.

However, the next second, shock turned into horror.

Because everyone, looking into the sky, had abruptly seen an alchemy cross appear, followed by spatial fluctuations emerging, and dense silver puppets already blanketing the sky.

Su Lun repeated his tactic, starting off with the gargoyle army executing a combined attack forbidden curse, penetrating the mages' protective barrier, then quickly teleporting into the crowd, where the Death God's Fire and the Domain of Death swiftly tore open an entrance, followed by his puppet army storming in, executing various slaughters.

A series of ruthless combinations, was a tactic that Su Lun had simulated countless times before the battle, leaving no time for the enemy to react.

It didn't take long for the second group of tens of thousands to be utterly crushed.

Su Lun's speed in defeating a group of tens of thousands was incredibly fast.

So fast that the enemy didn't even have time to arrange countermeasures before he had already moved to the second location.

Normally, even discounting Gorgon Queens, a ninth-ranking professional would find a group of tens of thousands quite troublesome.

But Su Lun, the Puppeteer, was an exception.

He alone was an army.

A puppet army, whether in terms of number, quality, control, or tactic, was no less superior, how could it possibly lose to the enemy!

However, just as he crushed the second group of tens of thousands, on his way to the third landing point, a sudden change occurred.

The sunlight suddenly became blinding, and a golden light shone down from between the clouds, as if a mirage-like golden palace appeared out of nowhere in the sky.

Soon after, a distant and majestic voice echoed in his ears, "The Divine declares: 'Spatial transference is forbidden in this world.'

With these words, some sort of rule on the island of Cocoloxi seemed restrained by a mysterious force, and the space suddenly solidified.

Su Lun keenly sensed that divine power descending and noticed that the Space Law around him was "locked," making it extremely difficult to manipulate.

He murmured, "A wide-range space ban, it has finally come..."

Having just stripped many mages of their souls, he knew that the Divine Art Scroll had been activated.

This Divine Art level scroll was extremely expensive, even more so than training a group of tens of thousands.

Now, the enemy had no choice but to use it.

However, Su Lun's expression remained unchanged.

This Divine Art level space prohibition could restrict his spatial displacement, but it could not restrict the high-level Space Law of "Urobolos' Space-Time Ring" itself!

It was no longer the time to hide and protect; there were still four groups of tens of thousands left unhandled. Letting them set up magical formations to summon the will of a deity would mean having as many such Divine Arts as needed!

With a pinch of the Suren Sorcerer's Seal, slightly slower than before, his figure vanished from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already at another landing point.

The fierce battle replayed.

...

Su Lun, in a devastation resembling pulling rotting roots, almost entirely bewildered the enemy.

At various times, he teleported to four different landing points, consecutively crushing four groups of tens of thousands into disarray.

The celestial mages who had survived, hearing information from their comrades, had long since become numb from shock.

Just like the Dawn Circle couldn't imagine any way to defeat Saint Frank before, the mages now couldn't think of any means to deal with Su Lun.

Ignoring spatial restrictions, ignoring petrification curses, possessing the combat power equivalent to tens of thousands in a mage group...

Such a tricky existence, who could solve it?

No one.

At least, no one below the ninth-order Sage of Law could kill him.

All the mages understood at this moment that these alchemical natives possessed divine-class treasures!

But it was all meaningless now.

The mages finally felt fear as they realized they had underestimated their opponent.

However, the battle was far from over.

Although Su Lun's puppet army had swept through several ten thousand mage groups with an unbeatable posture, the legion commander Augustus, who was entangled by Mr. Hei in the chessboard space, was also aware of the outside situation.

This guy was currently the strongest combat power in the divine plane, and as long as he wasn't dead, the problem still existed!

Just as Su Lun was preparing to deal with the last two ten thousand mage groups in one fell swoop, suddenly a thousand urgent messages came through the communicator: "Su Lun, Mr. Hei has been defeated!"

...

"Defeated?"

Upon hearing this, Su Lun, who was in the midst of battle, didn't hesitate at all, gathered up the puppet army and immediately executed a targeted teleportation.

That Mr. Hei had held on for so long was already a significant advantage.

With four of the six ten thousand mage groups now shattered, it was impossible to set up some super-large magical formations in the short term.

This reduced a major threat.

The surroundings changed in a blink, and Su Lun had already teleported back in front of the Golgond Temple.

No sooner had he landed than a strong, pungent smell of blood filled his nostrils.

Looking closely, the vicinity of the temple now resembled a hellish scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

It was various poison snakes chopped into pieces, with bones piled up into a wall several meters high.

Meanwhile, the sky was thundering with lightning, and within the pile of snakes, various severed sections of snakes were still tumbling around; upon closer inspection, the six-armed fiend, externalized as a thousand arms, had already killed until blood flowed into rivers.

Unafraid of the petrification curse, she was now enveloped in a terrifying aura of killing intent, with her Sword Qi domineering and unmatched.

Yet, there were too many poison snakes, and at that moment, the thousand-armed monster was merely struggling to avoid defeat.

The situation on the other side was even worse.

Seeing the phantom of black and white spatial squares in the sky, Su Lun knew something was wrong inside.

It was the moment he teleported over, the person inside seemed to sense it and could no longer hold on, the chessboard instantly collapsed, and a figure flew backward, unable to restrain themselves and spewing a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

Looking closely, who could it be if not Mr. Hei?

But at that moment, his robes were tattered beyond recognition, his face pale as gold paper, and what was worse, both his arms were severed at the shoulders, and as he flew backward, fresh blood gushed wildly from the wounds.

Even his soul fluctuations were on the verge of dissipating into death.

Upon seeing this, Su Lun's eyes narrowed sharply, and with quick reflexes, he teleported over and caught the man, with a spatial phantom appearing in his palm, he immediately took the severely injured Mr. Hei into his pocket void.

At that time, the chessboard space completely collapsed, and an old mage with a white beard stood in void.

This guy was none other than the divine plane's magic legion commander, Augustus!

At that moment, the grand mage had a vertical pupil phantom on his forehead, a light shield in his left hand, and a magic wand in his right, carrying an air of authority without anger.

When Su Lun looked over, there were also two severed arms hanging from the guy's legs.

In that instant, those two severed arms suddenly lit up with a series of mysterious black runes, activating a deathly sealing forbidden curse, "Corpse Ling Curse."

Mr. Hei had calculated this guy with his last action!

Unfortunately, a beam of light from the vertical pupil on Augustus's forehead completely disintegrated the two rune-covered arms, causing no real damage.

But seeing this, Su Lun's pupils constricted slightly.

Mr. Hei had successfully left a spatial mark on this guy after all.