From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 443 Everyone is shocked

Chapter 443 Everyone is shocked
"What is he doing..."

At this moment.

Countless pairs of eyes outside the venue were staring at the film screen.

The purple-eyed young man raised his hand and wiped the locomotive off the spot, which really scared a lot of people.

"This is alchemy?!"

"He disassembled the locomotive..."

On top of a mountain in the Bremen Empire, a group of blue-robed astrologers looked up at the illusion of the sky and were shocked.

The old man in the lead raised his eyebrows and said in surprise:
"When did 'Midnight Rose' produce such a talented alchemist?"

His name is Claudius Ptolemy, the leader of the Star Hermitage. During his years of seclusion, he had not been exposed to the mysterious world and knew very little about Gilan.

In another dark secret room, many magicians and soul scholars were also looking at the crystal ball and talking in low voices.

"This is not an ordinary decomposition technique. It can turn the locomotive into nothing in an instant. The energy required is extraordinary."

"This young man is not simple!"

"Haisha and Claire have met a strong enemy this time..."

"Don't worry, 'Night Rose' and we can be said to be allies. The real enemy is those three secret societies."

"Mr. Dodd, do you see anything?"

At this time, someone asked the middle-aged man in black robe behind the crystal ball.

This person had a serious expression on his face, staring at the crystal ball.

In the reflected image, the young man with purple eyes was slowly raising his head and looking into his eyes.

Then he pinched the brim of his hat and bowed to the void.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank.

"The spiritual knowledge is so sharp..." He then groaned for a moment and said, "This should not be a regular decomposition and reconstruction technique, but the method of that legendary alchemist."

As the leader of the Spiritual Society, the man named Duode obviously saw through some of Jilan's true colors.

"Who?" someone asked puzzledly.

"I think only the White Sage Para Celsus can do it. This person is his student."

"I see……"

Everyone was surprised.

In a luxurious manor far away in the Owena Federation, a group of men and women dressed gorgeously, as if they were attending a ball, were standing on the dance floor in the hall, looking up at the curtain on the carved wall.

The cheerful music that was originally playing stopped.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the young man with purple eyes, and the whole place was silent.

"It seems that Gillan Ilos has inherited Pala's legacy and has grown stronger. It will be increasingly difficult to get rid of him..."

A man's voice sounded slowly.

The person who spoke was the only one sitting there. He was wearing a gorgeous tuxedo, with an emerald harp hanging on his chest, a formal sword on his waist, and a goblet in his hand.

It was the "Singer", the leader of the White Dove Tower.

"This is an opportunity. I hope the fables of 'Cunning Rabbit' and 'Old Turtle' can come together and crush him to death in the gambling battle."

The man had a half mask on his face and a calm look in his eyes.

...

Jilan withdrew his gaze from the void.

In fact, his heartbeat was speeding up.

After using the "Philosopher's Stone" and "Secret Mark of the Sage" to decompose the locomotive, the energy reconstructed itself and gathered into an ordinary film negative in his palm!

Gillan didn't dare to look for fear of being discovered by outsiders.

But he opened his spiritual vision and scanned the film thoroughly back and forth.

'This negative is obviously the same type of thing as real film, and seems more like a photograph...'

Gillan was surprised.

What the film captured was the train in front of us.

'Was it shot by the "director" himself, or was it the work of his apostles? This film contains powerful energy and can be swallowed by "color"! '

Gillan peers inward into consciousness.

He soon sensed that deep in his heart, within that kingdom—

The "Mad King" on the thumb throne stood up.

The square-headed stone hammer that was originally placed next to him had quietly changed...

The hammer head part looks like a locomotive that has been shrunk several times!
Moreover, as the "Mad King" slowly lifted it up, a blazing fire lit up in the iron window on the surface of the hammer head, and a loud whistle sounded:

Woo! !

High-temperature steam spurted out from the hammer head, lifting the illusory cloak behind the "Mad King" and twisting it endlessly.

"After consuming this film, the weapon of the Mad King has undergone a qualitative change and has been enhanced..."

Gillan was stunned.

Soon, he suppressed his inner joy and took a deep breath.

The stronger the "Mad King" is, the more help he will get after he descends into the mortal world. Jilan is even more unsure of how strong he can be after fully unleashing his full power.

In order to avoid suspicion from the audience, Jilan clasped his hands together and said calmly:
"Refining!"

Crackling!

Silver arcs of electricity flickered in his hands, and soon it was refined into a meaningless glass bead, except that the surface was shining with dazzling and brilliant colorful luster.

Gillan put it away seriously.

In reality, it is just a performance for outsiders.

Immediately, he took a step and walked along the track.

After a while, Jilan found the red-haired female student Lilia hiding behind a tree on the roadside.

"Mr. Gillan! You're finally back!"

When Lilia saw the young man approaching, she came out and let out a long sigh.

She had obviously recovered her breath now, but the traces of sweat on her body had not yet dried and her hair was still messy.

"But...where's the luggage?"

Lilia looked at Jilan, but found that he was only holding the black iron cane in his hand and had no suitcase beside him. She couldn't help showing disappointment.

Jilan pretended to be regretful, sighed, put his hands into his arms, and took out a small kettle and two pieces of chocolate wrapped in tin foil.

"There are still some monsters wandering around the train. I risked my life to find only this... Have a drink, Miss Lilia." "Thank... Thank you!"

Seeing this, Lilia took the kettle and took a big gulp.

The intense run just now had consumed a lot of her energy and water, so this pot of water was really a lifesaver.

She opened the package again and took a bite of the chocolate, her face blushing as she chewed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gillan, you can have this piece."

Lilia handed over another piece of chocolate.

Gillan shook his head and walked forward, holding his hat.

"It's all yours, take your time to eat."

"Thank you, sir." Lilia hurriedly followed, not forgetting to praise: "You are a gentleman with grace."

“Someone has said that before.”

Gillan nodded and chuckled.

The two of them walked along the track.

Because they knew the plot and the distribution of monsters, Gilan and Lilia had a smooth journey.

When approaching the entrance of the old Pier city, Lilia asked:

"Mr. Gillan, where are we going? You...seem to know this place very well."

"Been here before."

Jilan said calmly without looking away.

He didn't seem to want to explain too much to Lilia, so he said casually:
"We, a group of train passengers, have encountered bizarre events that are out of character. Perhaps we can find help in the center of Old Peel."

"Um... ah!"

As soon as Lilia responded, she showed a painful expression, then squatted down with her head in her hands.

Seeing this, Jilan knew that she was receiving an illusion from the host of this "killing game".

"That's good. It saves me from making up stories."

He looked around, squinting at the outline of the town in the distance, and couldn't help but wonder:

"I wonder if people from other forces have come into the video?"

...

In the open space of the chessboard garden.

A group of "Night Rose" members were staring intently at the movie scenes on the screen.

After several transitions.

Several teams of two were revealed.

There were men and women, young and old, dressed in different clothes and with different temperaments. Some looked ordinary, while others were mysterious and obviously not to be messed with.

"The representatives of the Priory of the Stars, the Spiritual Society, the Choir, the Ascetic Order, and the White Dove Tower have all entered the arena."

Baron Opal said in a deep voice with a serious expression.

"They are all very powerful, senior 5th level characters. I know many of them!"

"Although Mr. Xuexiao is good at actual combat, he has just been promoted, and he is alone. He will be at a disadvantage if he fights alone..."

"Believe him." Lady Crow said softly. "He has broken my cognition more than once along the way."

"Just based on the way he dismantled the train just now, it is enough to prove that he is not a weakling."

"Let's wait and see."

At this time, Ms. Mei Weng, who was sitting in the main seat, said lightly.

As the leader spoke, the discussion among the crowd gradually died down and everyone turned their attention back to the screen.

The scene changes.

Everyone saw that the purple-eyed young man had brought the red-haired female student through the desolate and silent buildings and arrived in front of the spiral tower in the center.

Yak Nail, the old man who made the stick, Miss Spark and others frowned and looked puzzled.

"It's only the first day, what is Mr. Blood Owl doing in the 'God's Chosen Tower'?"

Then, everyone present was stunned.

Because the purple-eyed young man in the picture went straight up the stairs and walked to the double stone doors of the spiral tower.

He raised the black cane in his hand, transformed it into a hammer, and smashed it down fiercely—

Bang! !

Green sparks flew out, and the entire screen shook slightly.

"It's green gunpowder!" Miss Sparks' eyes lit up and she praised it repeatedly. "It's so powerful, so fascinating!"

Jilan pulled his hand back and struck again with a blank expression.

Bang! ! !
He shouted in a deep voice:
"Quench!"

Woo-boom! !
Bang bang bang!
After a series of fierce attacks, the Blood Hammer consumed a whole bottle of green gunpowder, but the gray-white door in front of it did not move at all.

Lilia hid far away at the bottom of the stairs, watching the scene with wide eyes.

In her eyes, the well-mannered and elegant young man looked like a humanoid monster, waving his cane and smashing the door continuously. The sound was like thunder and the ground was shaking slightly. It was quite terrifying.

"No way..."

Jilan stopped and stood, muttering something.

His motive for smashing the door was simple and can be summed up in two words:
Overturn the table.

"Rather than playing hide-and-seek with the other five teams in this huge town ruins, it is better to break the rules directly..."

Gillan's eyes were indifferent.

'Who wants to play house with you?'

He looked at the thick door in front of him and grinned a long-lost grin.

"Local Wang Lin!"

I saw his entire right leg covered with a layer of hideous black shin guard, and then he kicked out.

"Broken iron—"

The kick landed instantly on the gate.

Such as detonation of large-yield explosives.