From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 374 Silver Bottle Seventeen
Gillan, along with Lemay and Galken, continued to bypass the enemy's encirclement and escape to the other side.

Those tall and burly alchemical clay statues were quite powerful. Their bodies were quite slippery and tough. The female soldiers could only chop them with their swords, leaving three-finger-wide wounds and splashing some mud spots.

Even when under siege, the clay statue stood on its legs on the ground, and with the advantages of the pouring rain and the wild environment, it could continuously draw strength to feed back into itself and quickly heal its wounds.

Its simple punches and kicks could often easily smash the armor of the female soldiers and beat them to death.

So even though there are only four or five clay statues, they can still gain the upper hand when facing enemies that are ten times their number.

The clanging sounds of fighting were endless.

Accompanied by the heavy rain, Jilan and the other two quickly shuttled through the woods.

Soon, they were far away from the battlefield.

After all, the heavy rain was just a celestial phenomenon remotely triggered by Mrs. McCalla using the alchemy array, so the area covered was not large, only a few hundred meters in radius.

After the three of them left the rain area, they ran for some distance.

However, due to the poor physical condition of Flamel and Galken, they were out of breath after running at full speed for a short while. In addition, they were soaked and shivered.

Gilan had no choice but to take them to hide under a big rock and rest for a while.

"I...I'll wring the water out of my skirt. It's so cold...and it's too heavy. It's hard to run."

At this time, the noble girl Flamel panted and blushed as she spoke to Gillan.

Gillan hummed and nodded.

So Flamel went around to the other side of the big rock, and soon he heard a rustling sound from the other side.

But just as Flamel took off her dress, she caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of her eye, and she was so scared that she was about to scream.

"Woo——"

As soon as Flamel opened his mouth, a large hand covered it.

She saw that the blond young man in front of her had a blank expression and made a hushing gesture at her.

Flamel was suddenly filled with shame and indignation.

She's not wearing anything right now!

"Take this parchment. It contains an alchemical array drawn on it. It contains a high-level structure that I have recently researched."

Gillan took out a piece of parchment from his body, stuffed it into Flamel's hand, and said in a deep voice.

"If you're in danger, it can save your life."

"You...why are you doing this at this time..."

Flamel lowered his voice, his tone trembling slightly.

Jilan just looked at her meaningfully without explaining.

Flamel was unaware that Galken had already betrayed his wife, so he took this opportunity to hand the parchment to the noble girl, just in case.

As for whether it is appropriate at the right time...

Gillan didn't care at all.

He handed the parchment to Flamel and turned away.

After returning to the other side of the big rock, Galken hesitated and asked:
"Brother Jilan, you just..."

Jilan glanced at the young man and said calmly:
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

"Sorry." Galken lowered his head quickly.

Soon, Flamel wrung out her skirt, put her clothes back on, and came back.

But her cheeks were still red, and her eyes were staring at Jilan, with a hint of shame and anger.

"Jilan, you..."

"Now that we have packed up, let's get going... The longer we stay, the greater the chance that the enemy will find us."

Gilan ignored the noble girl's questioning, gestured, and started walking.

"Hmph!" Lemel was stunned for a moment, then he stamped his feet angrily.

Due to the seriousness of the situation, she and Galken had no choice but to follow Gilan's steps.

The three continued running in the suburbs.

During this process, Gilan noticed that a search team of dozens of people appeared hundreds of meters away.

But a heavy rain came again, stopping the group of people in their tracks. However, Gilan and his group successfully crossed the encirclement and headed towards the plain in the distance.

"Mrs. McCullagh has been helping us..."

Flamel looked at the army submerged in the heavy rain and spoke in amazement.

"Why doesn't she leave with us?"

"Madam intends to personally take action to stop the Red Duke's plan to refine the Philosopher's Stone."

Jilan said calmly.

Flamel and Galken were both shocked.

"Will Madame win?" Flamel asked anxiously.

Although she has confidence in her teacher, the "Red Duke" is also one of the three greatest alchemists of the contemporary era. It is hard to say what the outcome will be if the two sides fight.

"We will win." Gilan responded briefly.

He could not predict, but since his wife would ascend to heaven in the future, she would definitely not die in this battle.

Hearing this, Flamel's originally uneasy mood inexplicably calmed down.

She didn't know if it was because during the past six months of getting along, Jilan always gave her a sense of reliability and peace of mind.

More than twenty minutes later.

The three of them ran to a dirt road intersection in the suburbs and stopped.

This place is far away from the wooden house and dozens of kilometers away from Andrea, so it should be relatively safe.

But just as Flamel was about to sit on the ground to rest, Gillan suddenly noticed something, narrowed his eyes, turned his head and said:
"Have you been waiting here for a long time?"

"?!" Flamel was stunned, as if he didn't know what Gillan meant by this. Almost the next second.

A group of people walked out from behind the trees around the intersection.

There were seven of them, four men and three women, all wearing red robes and cloaks and holding long wooden staffs.

"As expected, he is the most talented among Madam McCalla's apprentices. His perception is so sharp."

The middle-aged woman in the lead laughed.

Her right eye was blind for some reason, and was replaced by an alchemical eyeball that looked like a sapphire, which looked quite scary.

Flamel was startled by the appearance of this group of strange red-robed people. The three of them had gone through many twists and turns and finally managed to run so far, but they did not expect that the enemy had already planned and ambushed here in advance.

With the help of the "Guidance Hints" ability of the "Player" Essence, Gilan learned that these seven people were alchemists under the "Red Duke".

The leading woman is a 4th-level Jiushi, and the rest are all 3rd-level Lingmi.

"Does the Red Duke hate Madam so much?"

Gilan asked with a calm look in his eyes.

"They actually sent so many people to surround and kill her, not even sparing our three apprentices."

"Ms. Mackala Melaskes is ignorant of the times and is the biggest obstacle to Lord Borol's plan."

The red-robed woman in the lead said coldly.

"My Lord has ordered that no future troubles should be left behind. You three must die, too!"

As she was speaking, the woman suddenly shouted:
"Why don't you do it? What are you waiting for?!"

Just as Flamel was wondering, he saw Galken's face change, and he suddenly raised his hand and threw a small object at the blond young man with his back to him.

call out--

"Mr. Gillan, be careful!!"

Flamel's pupils shrank and he cried out in surprise.

However, Jilan did not even turn his head, but raised his hand and caught the flying black shadow in his palm accurately like an owl catching its prey.

"Squeak!"

All he heard was a piercing scream coming from his hand.

It turned out to be a ball that looked like an octopus with eight soft and slender tentacles, but was actually a furry black spider!
Its four hooked mouthparts opened and closed constantly, making sharp sounds.

"Galken! You...?!"

Flamel asked in disbelief.

But the next second, Galken rushed forward with a gloomy face, grabbed the noble girl's neck and held her in his arms.

Galken's entire right arm turned into seven or eight soft, black-haired tentacles in an instant, tightly wrapping around Flamel's neck.

The girl felt the furry touch on her neck and suddenly felt a chill.

She resisted the suffocation and said with difficulty:
"Gar...Garken! You actually secretly studied 'Human Alchemy' and transformed your own body... and betrayed your wife!"

"You are a treacherous villain!"

"Villain?" Galken's expression twisted, and he said viciously: "Being a villain is better than being your dog!"

"Flame Nicolas! Ever since I became an apprentice, I have been driven, bullied and oppressed by you every day... We are all apprentices of the lady, why should we be humbler than you?!"

"Why?! Because you're a noble and I'm just a third-class commoner?!"

At this moment, Galken's long-suppressed resentment seemed to have finally been released. His face flushed and he shouted wantonly:
"ridiculous!"

"Why can you learn more knowledge, but I can only learn some basic and useless things!"

"I won't accept this! I don't want to live this kind of life anymore! I want power, a higher status and position. I want to trample you guys who think you are superior to me like ants!"

Hearing this, Flamel's face turned pale and blue.

She felt Galken's anger and couldn't help but feel a little guilty, wondering if she had gone too far in the past.

But she was soon irritated by the other party's words and attitude.

"Betrayal is betrayal..."

Flamel's face turned red, but he still tried his best.

"You, you are not worthy to be the Madam's apprentice!"

"I do not care!"

Galken's eyes were wild.

He raised his other hand, which quickly transformed into a black hairy tentacle.

"See? This is real power! The alchemy arrays I learned from Madam are all useless!"

As he spoke, he looked at the blond young man and said with a sinister smile:
"As a commoner, you also look down on me... I know it, I know it all. Your words and actions betray you. I can feel that you look down on me!"

"Your talent is indeed better than mine. You are a true genius... but a dead genius is nothing!"

After saying that, Galken screamed.

"what--"

As he screamed, the strange slippery spider in Gilan's hand danced its tentacles and drilled into the skin of his palm.

"Hahaha!" Galken laughed wildly. "Gilan Iros, you are parasitized by the alchemical creatures I studied, so you are going to die!"

The seven red-robed men and women on the other side also smiled. The scene before them found it interesting.

But Jilan didn't show any panic. He just looked calmly at his hand and the bulge that was constantly wriggling under his skin.

"I gave you a chance, Galken."

Gillan shook his head and said.

"But you still made the stupidest choice... On the other hand, I am so disappointed with what you have been researching for half a year."

"You..." Galken's expression changed slightly.

(End of this chapter)