Mechanical Alchemist

With Young Master Danze as a shield in hand, the two major families naturally hesitated to kill Su Lun.

They dared not unleash large-scale, covering spells, and even refrained from firing their guns recklessly.

Su Lun's keen perception and quick reflexes left no possibility for them to take him down with a sniper.

And with the example of Ibn Jaliad from the "Blade of Night" being instantly killed previously, they didn't dare send assassins to approach him stealthily anymore.

In the "Puppet Theater," it was simply impossible to silently approach Su Lun, who was surrounded by countless invisible threads.

Especially since Su Lun was surrounded by a bunch of ready-to-act tricky dolls, like the "Black Hole Doll," the "Nightmare Doll," and the famous puppet "Twelve Armored Knights" from the Trickster Lloyd.

The puppets formed an iron barrel formation around him, making it nearly impossible to kill him without some special means.

Moreover, there were those invisible zombies and black scythes hidden somewhere, which even third-tier professionals feared.

....

People could only vent their frustration on the puppets, but ordinary people couldn't even defeat the puppets.

These pain-resistant and fearless puppets, once broken, were just broken.

Often, destroying one puppet would result in several people dying.

More than a hundred puppets, that would mean hundreds of people dead...

The situation suddenly changed.

The side with more people was instead beaten back and didn't dare to approach too close to the domain of the Puppet Theater, confronting it from a distance.

The sounds of gunfire also gradually died down.

Su Lun didn't even pay attention to those people. This prison was not small, and with so many people needing to run separately, it was really not possible to chase each one down.

However, the Young Master Danze he was holding fared terribly.

With no one coming to die for him, the hostage suffered two more stabs.

Young Master Danze screamed in agony, and the fear of death made him lose all the demeanor of a privileged young master, crying out with a sobbing voice, "Come and save me!"

He was genuinely scared,

and had truly felt the despair of death approaching.

He had never felt such a terrifying intent to kill from someone.

Approaching Su Lun closely, that tangible intent to kill was like needles, frightening him so much that his soul shivered.

Those crazily surging negative emotions were like an expanding balloon, invisible but clearly felt...

Danze had no doubt that the moment those emotions exploded completely, this demon would stab him to death immediately.

This feeling of not knowing when the explosion would occur was the most terrifying.

Young Master Danze wailed nonstop,

The gunfire suddenly stopped,

And the battle between the two third-tiers also came to a halt temporarily.

Although Nero, the Thunder Sword King, seemed to be a notch stronger than Anthony, he was not sure he could take down this devoted old butler quickly.

Instead, once entangled, he was more worried about that black scythe that could appear at any moment.

That's why he deliberately kept his distance.

Anthony didn't dare pursue, as he did not want to stray too far from Leina.

Seeing the increasingly intense red glow in Su Lun's eyes, Kai and the other two knew what they had to do. During this lull in the fighting, the three had already slowly moved closer to the passage leading to the second level.

Although worried, seeing Su Lun's current state, they also knew they could not help him.

The military commander of the Oliver family stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Put down Young Master Danze, and we can talk about your terms."

"Talk?"

Su Lun smiled with a playful look, shaking his head, "Tsk tsk...no, I just want to kill all of you."

As he spoke, he stabbed Danze again.

This stab pierced an artery, causing blood to gush out massively.

Without immediate treatment, Danze would not survive.

This was also to force the people of the Oliver family to come forward and save him.

....

While the battle was fiercely ongoing, a middle-aged man with glasses leaned against the wall in a corner of the prison, quietly observing the situation.

Although he wore the Oliver family's battle suit, seeing the bodies strewn all around, his face showed no intention of intervening.

Instead, smelling the strong stench of blood, the middle-aged man's face showed an expression of enjoyment and pleasure.

His eyes only sparkled a bit when they landed on Su Lun.

.....

Su Lun had no intention to negotiate, and actually, neither did the people of the Oliver family.

They were just looking for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

In their eyes, Su Lun was a must-kill target.

And just then, suddenly, a burst of lightning flickered among the enemy crowd.

Secret techniques all needed a certain amount of time to gather the energy of the formation, the higher the level, the more time needed. But this burst of lightning erupted very suddenly, as if time had locally sped up several times, instantly completing the "Thundercloud Flash Chain."

This was a second-tier Thunder Spell, not very lethal, but it had one effect: Paralyzing enemies in the area.

The use of it now to save someone couldn't be better.

Su Lun's sharp eyes caught the surge of purple thunder and guessed that the initiator was Declan Menard, the elder of the mysterious association known as the Thunder Speaker. To cast a spell so swiftly, it was evident that the special time curse item "Watkins's Pocket Watch" was also employed.

He was not a bit surprised, but instead lightly exclaimed, "So that's where it is..."

How fast could the thunder light be?

The moment the light flashed, the explosive thunderbolt was already in front of him.

Together with the puppets around Su Lun and even Young Master Danze, they were shocked, not giving him the chance to use the "Black Hole Doll" to absorb the thunder.

"Zi Zi~"

"Zi Zi~"

A vast flash of thunder swept by, gone in a flash.

The injured Young Master Danze was shocked into foaming at the mouth, and Su Lun stood dumbfounded on the spot, seemingly finding the paralysis effect satisfactory.

Almost simultaneously with the flare of thunder, several second-tier professionals from the Oliver family rushed forward without hesitation.

They feared Su Lun would recover, and they were also afraid of the Tier 3 Antony coming to the rescue.

"Bang!"

A loud noise from an alchemy bullet.

The sniper's bullets were faster, faster than the professionals, striking Su Lun in the head.

Unexpectedly, there was no bloody scene of his head exploding.

With a "clang,"

the bullet hit his head, emitting a crisp metallic sound.

On closer inspection, Su Lun's scalp was broken, revealing a layer of dark golden glowing skin.

Seeing this, the leading professionals' faces drastically changed, screaming in their minds, "No, it's synthetic skin!"

They hadn't expected Su Lun to have covered his face with another layer of synthetic skin, concealing the abnormalities of his real body surface. Only when they got close did they detect the thick gold element.

Sensing trouble at this point, they instinctively felt it was bad news, but it was already too late.

Because of their rapid, fierce charge, they had already entered the range of the "Puppet Theater."

Just as their sense of danger flared, they suddenly saw Su Lun turning his head toward them, revealing a wicked smile.

As if he had anticipated this.

When they came to their senses, the air around them suddenly became viscous.

The invisible witch's hair strands suddenly solidified, making them feel as if they were in the middle of a waterfall, surrounded by silvery strands.

Su Lun suddenly yanked with one hand, murmuring softly, "Silk Control Secret Method - Flower Waterfall!"

The witch's hair entwined in a special way, leveraging and conveying forces, resulting in multiple, even tenfold the twisting force. Countless strands wove into a web, the more the trapped prey struggled, the tighter it bound them.

Those few who led the charge, mostly in light armor, had fallen into the same predicament as the previously slain "Blade of Night," Ibn Jaliad.

After Su Lun secured them, he didn't give them any chance to escape; the eight-legged spider spear "swooshed" a few times, piercing vital parts and leaving gaping wounds.

The second-tier professionals had no chance to react and died on the spot.

After casually reaping a wave of Soul Shards,

to the astonishment of those at a distance, Su Lun did not stay within the coverage area of the "Puppet Theater," but made a baffling move.

Like a barbaric warrior, he charged toward the direction from which the thunder had surged!

....

Although they couldn't understand why Su Lun wasn't paralyzed, and why he had killed those few second-tier executives who came to rescue in one encounter,

as he charged towards them, people from both major families opened fire in unison.

The next instant, a scene of despair appeared before them.

Su Lun faced the barrage of bullets without flinching or dodging.

Bullets hit him, emitting a "pit-pat" crisp sound.

Even faced with a handheld cannon, he could easily dodge by merely tilting his head.

After the synthetic skin layer was completely broken, a copper cast body shining with golden lacquer appeared before everyone!

Upon closer inspection, the dense shower of bullets had not caused him any damage.

Seeing this, a thought of disbelief surfaced in everyone's minds.

A Puppet Master, actually withstanding gunfire and ammunition, charging forward like a bloodied bull warrior?

Who the hell would believe it?!

Even more surprising to them was the speed exhibited by Su Lun.

Just as he surged forward, with a "snap," a loud bang resounded through the air.

Then, in the eyes of most people, Su Lun's figure suddenly dispersed.

How familiar was this scene?

In the crowd, Young Master Eli's soul was terrified to the point of dissociating, that hauntingly familiar sensation had returned...

Outside the cursed space previously, wasn't it this same ghostly technique that had almost killed him used by that blue-skinned man?

...

"Stepping on Air! No, wait... it's not just ordinary Stepping on Air!"

From afar, "Thunder Sword King" Nero finally changed color.

Previously, he was only wary of the dark scythe in Su Lun's hands; other elements, whether it were puppets or silk threads, posed very limited threats to him as a third-tier professional.

But now, seeing Su Lun clad in gold paint and using the Stepping on Air technique,

he realized something was wrong.

"Is this the Flesh Alchemy Technique condensed from third-tier gold elements?"

Nero finally understood,

that merely this Body Technique, which could withstand alchemy bullets, had already made Su Lun unbeatable.

Even if he took action himself, it would be very difficult to kill him.

Therefore, this also meant that if there were no third-tier professionals present, Su Lun, with his ability to control hundreds of puppets and the dark scythe, could indeed kill everyone here!

"What kind of monster is this!"

Nero's heart was no longer just shocked; it was a tumultuous upheaval.

Only third-tier professionals could appreciate how rare and difficult it was to master such impervious Flesh Alchemy—a top-tier Body Technique that required a deep understanding of the laws!

Stepping on Air, Flesh Alchemy, and even a Puppet Master...

He suddenly realized that even without Anthony, he himself had no confidence in killing this SS-ranked fugitive, Su Lun.

....

Meanwhile, the shock in the hearts of Kai and the two others, who were preparing to head to the second floor at any moment, was no less intense.

Kai's eyes trembled violently: "He is actually this strong..."

This was a scalp-numbing display of strength, charging invincibly into the enemy ranks.

Anthony's face twitched fiercely, feeling like his prestige as the 'ceiling of professionals,' a third-tier, faded in the presence of that golden-painted young man.

And Lena was already speechless, as if thrown back to their initial cave encounter: he said he could, then he certainly could.

Seeing this scene, they finally understood what Su Lun had said earlier.

When he said he would kill all these people, he was serious!

...

Although Su Lun's profession and growth were not directed towards physical enhancement, the speed of Stepping on Air was still so fast it left no time for reaction.

Such speed naturally allowed him to evade more than 90% of the attacks.

The few that did hit, landing on his body condensed with third-tier laws [Vajra], were neither painful nor bothersome.

His target was precise, heading straight for Declan, the Thunder Speaker who had just used the thunder spell.

The Female Sorceress holding the magic wand and silver pocket watch hadn't reacted before Su Lun had already charged in front of her. Leveraging his momentum, he thrust straight with his spider limbs. Such an attack was simply unavoidable for a magician relying on physical speed.

Just at this life-or-death moment, Declan had no choice but to press the stopwatch in her hands, and suddenly the surroundings slowed down significantly.

The deadly spider spear was also easily avoided.

She had just thought of escaping further when suddenly, wrinkles bizarrely appeared on her face, and her hair rapidly turned gray. In the blink of an eye, she had aged fifty years, turning into a white-haired old woman.

This sign was clearly a backlash curse from Watkins's pocket watch!

Declan, suffering from the backlash, no longer had the strength to fight.

Su Lun easily pierced her chest with a spear, extracted the Soul Shard, and then took the pocket watch in his hand.

"Got the item."

Su Lun muttered to himself, then raised his hand and seemed to grasp something invisible in the air.

He curved his finger, and the stopwatch floated in mid-air, then with a "click", it was pressed.

These barely perceivable movements caused Nero, who had been watching Su Lun from a distance, to change his complexion dramatically; he stomped the ground and retreated explosively, trying to leave the spot he was standing on.

"Hehe... the corpse really is usable,"

Su Lun felt something and the corners of his mouth curved higher and higher.

This was also why he had been concealing his strength and had not fully erupted.

He wanted to see if the corpse could use the watch too.

Now, it seemed, as he had anticipated.

Now, he truly had the power to slay a third-tier professional!

[Xiupunos's Blade of Night]+[Oz's Ice Man's Shroud]+[Watkins's Pocket Watch]= an unbeatable mega weapon!

The pocket watch could provide a 2 to 5 times acceleration in individual time, making the corpse's movements extremely fast.

Though luck played a factor, if he gambled on a speed more than four times faster, Su Lun was confident that even third-tier professionals would not easily react!

Moreover... the corpse wasn't afraid of any life-shortening backlash.

That one slash gambled on reaching a speed of 3.7 times.

The swinging speed of the scythe was astoundingly fast.

....

Although Nero reacted extremely quickly, that one slash still appeared on his right shin bone.

Su Lun had predicted that the man would dart aside, the body would move, but the feet would be the last to move.

This slice, not aimed at a vital point, targeted the leg.

As expected, it directly severed the third-tier swordsman's calf.

The spatial rifts lightly sliced through, and a moment later, blood "sputtered" out.

A severed foot remained in place, Nero, unable to stabilize, stumbled and fell to the ground.

After all, he was a third-tier fighter, and even with a broken leg, his reaction was still incredibly fast; the moment he fell, he fiercely thrust his remaining leg and burst forward, escaping Su Lun's line of sight.

Although he didn't die, this third-tier fighter was essentially disabled after losing his leg.

The effect of the black sickle was just so OP,

either it missed,

or if it hit,

if it didn't kill, it crippled.

Su Lun sneered coldly and disregarded the enemies fleeing around him; he charged toward the direction of the severed leg.

This third-tier had to be killed first!

...

The members from the two great families should have breathed a sigh of relief when they finally saw Su Lun, the invisible zombie.

After all, they had prepared many battle plans specifically against the black sickle.

For instance, the tactic of overwhelming numbers, area control tactics, reveal powder...

The sickle could only strike once at a time, and many second-tier professionals could avoid it if careful.

With so many of them charging together, they were bound to find an opportunity.

After all, previous information indicated that Su Lun was just an ordinary second-tier who could run a bit faster.

But now...

Seeing that golden lacquered figure using "Stepping on Air" to charge forward, was that still an ordinary second-tier?

Moreover, the zombie who had gotten hold of the pocket watch, even a third-tier was maimed and lost a leg, who could stop him?

And this pocket watch, who the hell brought it?!

This has produced an unsolvable monster; who could deal with it?

Of course, the item was brought by members of some umbrella organization.

They too realized that things had gotten out of hand, beyond control.

But they felt wronged in their hearts,

because they had no idea that they would encounter SS wanted criminal Su Lun here!

...

Su Lun advanced swiftly, passing by as if avoiding the god of plague; nobody dared to provoke him.

With such a deadly weapon as the black sickle in hand, whoever blocked, died.

And those below second-tier didn't even qualify to block.

After being pummeled by inconsequential bullets, Su Lun swiftly arrived beside the severed leg, picked up the furiously bleeding leg, then pulled out a black voodoo doll and smeared the blood on it.
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With a fierce slap, the doll shattered.

This series of movements didn't give anyone a chance to escape far.

Meanwhile,

Inside a nearby prison cell, the legless Nero, who initially planned to ambush Su Lun, let out a muffled groan.

Su Lun's ears twitched, and he immediately pinpointed the exact location, raising his hand and slashing with his blade.

A spatial rift swept across, accompanied by the faint sound of fabric tearing.

Target hit.

Suddenly, with a "pop" sound in the air, Su Lun had already appeared in front of the prison cell.

But as he materialized, a fierce sword qi burst forth, slicing the arriving figure into two.

Yet no blood was seen.

Nero looked at the puppet on the ground and gave a bitter smile.

It wasn't an undeserved loss.

So strong and yet so cautious, even in a direct combat, defeating him would be very difficult...

With his waist and guts sliced open, he no longer had the strength to fight again.

This last strike didn't succeed in ambushing, and there was no chance left.

Su Lun conveniently ended the life of this famous third-tier strongman.

Stepping into the prison cell, he devoured the cloud of mist, the red glow in his eyes becoming overwhelming, no longer suppressible.

....

Su Lun walked out of the prison cell and headed back to the corridor he came from.

The people from the two big families had already gathered together, seemingly determined to fight a decisive battle.

Su Lun didn't hurry to attack but let out a freakish laugh and greeting the empty prison, "Mr. Gerald, if you don't take action soon, I might just kill them all, you know?"

He knew that those who were enjoying the spectacle, had seen enough.

As puzzling as this comment was to others, after being quiet for three seconds, a lazy response came.

"Just kill them then. It doesn't really matter. These weaklings won't survive once I take action…"

At that moment, a middle-aged man wearing glasses stepped out from the darkness.

PS. Writing hasn't been smooth, sorry for the late update.