From Wild Mage to Wizard King

Just when he was thinking about which principality or kingdom to join.

Above them, Roland floated in the air, looking down at everyone below silently.

After all, the alchemist left quietly, so the people who could be brought out by the alchemist were basically the alchemist's direct relatives and confidants, belonging to a community of interests closely connected with him. Usually, when the alchemist ate meat, they could also share a sip of soup, so there was basically no possibility of betrayal.

Roland closed his eyes, spread his mental power around, and calmly locked all the life forms below.

Since they followed him out, they all died.

After locking everyone, Roland opened his eyes, and then hundreds of dark light balls appeared around him and quickly covered and bombed below.

When the light balls fell from the sky, some extraordinary people in the team also found something wrong.

Urged by the crazy sense of danger in their hearts, they did not hesitate at all and decisively used their strongest defense methods.

All of a sudden, they used up all kinds of equipment and props, such as enchanted equipment, alchemical potions, spell scrolls, etc.

However, they reacted too late, and most of the equipment and props did not work, and the dark ball of light hit them directly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Countless explosions broke out one after another.

When the bombing was over, the team on the ground had suffered heavy losses. Except for a few seriously injured knights and a few spellcasters who reacted in time and were half-crippled but not dead, all the others died in this attack.

Roland did not hesitate, stretched out his index finger, and several weak black beams flew out from his finger, easily piercing their heads.

After killing everyone around the campfire, Roland looked in the direction of the carriage.

The wealthy alchemist naturally paid great attention to his own safety. The trigger-type defense means on his body ensured that even if he did not react, he could actively help him intercept the attack.

However, his life was saved, but the carriage and horses were not so lucky. They were all destroyed in the attack.

The alchemist's face was livid. He stood on the fragments of the carriage, looking at the people who were killed by the bonfire, and said to Roland with gritted teeth.

"You broke the rules! I am responsible for my mistakes alone, why do you implicate them?"

"Even if the bombing was done by us, don't you just want my property? I have given up all my properties in Ginza, why are you chasing me? Do you want to take away even the last bit of my things?"

"I was stopped by you, okay, I admit it, but why did you kill them?"

Roland looked at him expressionlessly without any answer.

Seeing that Roland did not answer, the alchemist looked at the bodies that were blown into pieces by Roland, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

His brothers, wife and children all died in this wave of attacks.

"Why do you kill them? Even the Inquisition has no right to kill them! You murderer."

He raised his head, looked at Roland, and accused loudly.

Roland turned a page of the magic book as if nothing had happened, and said coldly.

"So, is this your last words?"

Hearing Roland's words, the alchemist's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Roland in disbelief. He subconsciously took a step back, and the tears on his face stopped.

He pointed at Roland with his right hand tremblingly, and said with a tone of fear that could not be concealed.

"You want to kill me? You want to kill me?! You want to kill me!!"

"How dare you! I am a noble! I am an alchemist! Even the old man Huanguang and the Inquisition have no right to kill me!!"

In the fear of death, he howled hysterically.

"Why do you want to kill me? Why?!"

Roland slowly fell from midair, a pitch-black spear condensed in his hand. As he condensed it, he slowly walked towards the alchemist.

"No, no, no, no, no, no."

Under Roland's lock and the malicious and murderous intent of the high-level life form, the alchemist who had never sublimated did not even have the courage to turn around and run away. He could only sense the increasingly strong malicious and murderous intent while watching Roland approach.

The sound of Roland's every step was constantly strengthening his inner fear.

He kept wailing.

"I can be your slave, please, don't kill me, don't kill me."

"Why, what on earth did I do to offend you?"

As the alchemist kept begging for mercy, Roland calmly walked in front of him, then he held the black spear, and under the alchemist's collapsed and desperate gaze, the black spear pierced his heart.

When the black spear pierced through his body, the dark element attached by Roland with strong corrosiveness spread wildly in his body.

At the same time, the soul in his body was also forcibly absorbed by the spear, polluted, crushed, and devoured inch by inch.

The double torture of the body and soul made the alchemist's eyes widen.

"Ah!!!!"

The extremely tragic scream instantly resounded throughout the world.

Just when the alchemist was about to die of pain, the black spear piercing his body would emit a little positive energy and life force, cutting off the possibility of him being killed by pain alive. He could only watch his body being corroded and annihilated by the dark elements, and his soul being completely polluted, crushed, and swallowed up.

Looking at the alchemist with a hideous face due to pain, Roland felt nothing in his heart.

He was just imitating the explosion in the New East District.

The souls of those who were killed in the explosion were also tortured in this way, but the souls of ordinary people were more fragile and died in a few seconds.

Thinking of this, Roland turned his head and looked at the corpse next to him. With a wave of his hand, he extracted all the souls in the corpse.

Then, Roland selected them.

Those who had nothing to do with the explosion case were killed by Roland. For those who had something to do with the explosion case, Roland threw them directly into the alchemist's body and roughly sewed their souls together, so that they could hold on for a while longer and suffer a little more.

The alchemist's mourning lasted throughout the second half of the night. When the first ray of sunlight shot out from the horizon and stopped at Roland's silent profile, the alchemist stopped mourning. His body, which was completely eroded by the dark elements, slowly fell to the ground and shattered into countless black debris.

Roland silently looked at the pile of black debris in front of him and the black spear floating above. With a wave of his hand, the black spear turned into scattered dark elements, which slowly merged into the surrounding environment under the illumination of a few rays of sunlight.