Chapter 285: The malice of the other world toward the human race, permanent angels?

"Bow and Arrow Rapid Fire!"

"Flowing Water Acceleration!"

Swish!

Bang!

The attacks of Reynas and Imina collide again in mid-air, and dazzling sparks appear in the night.

Imina's slender legs push hard against the grass on the ground, pulling away from Reynas again.

"Stop! Stop!"

"Not fighting anymore." Imina pants a few times and raises her palm to signal to stop.

Reynas holds the long spear with one hand, the tip pointing to the ground, revealing a brilliant smile: "Want to admit defeat? Half-elf."

"Admit defeat?" Imina sneers, "Unless it's a life-and-death struggle, the fighting style just now wouldn't be able to determine a winner in a short time."

Watching the two who are about to quarrel again.

Slap!

Tang Zheng raises his hands and claps forcefully, "Alright, you two, how are you adapting to the newly increased strength."

Reynas and Imina, who were about to quarrel, look at Tang Zheng at the same time, smiles flashing in their eyes.

"Master, I have fully adapted. With my current strength, if I fight Gazef again, I have the confidence to defeat him." Reynas weighs the long spear in her hand, somewhat excited.

Imina feels happy about her own strengthening, but also feels a bit of heartache: "A potion that can make people stronger, if this kind of thing spreads, surely no one would believe it."

She knows that Tang Zheng is called the "Genius Alchemist," mastering technology far beyond ordinary alchemists, but she also couldn't imagine that he could develop such a potion.

"That's right, Master."

Reynas nods and says earnestly: "The potion has no effect on us anymore; don't waste it on us anymore."

As users of the "Dragon Blood Potion," and being able to clearly feel the great increase in their own strength in a short time, Reynas and the other know the preciousness of using this kind of potion.

Or using "precious" to describe it is a bit demeaning to this potion.

This is simply a national treasure!

A national treasure enough to make everyone, especially those strong people, go crazy for it.

Even once known to the world, the name "Genius Alchemist" Tang would be remembered by everyone like a legendary hero.

Reynas and Imina cannot imagine it, because this has far exceeded their cognition, but there is one thing Reynas and the other know very clearly: the materials for this kind of potion must be very precious.

Thinking that their strength has clearly stopped growing, yet Tang Zheng still consumes a large amount of potion on them, both feel heartache.

"The potion was originally meant for people to use."

Tang Zheng shakes his head indifferently, then asks: "Describe the strength of the two of you now."

The consumption of "Dragon Blood" is actually quite large.

To make it completely, it requires the "Magic Crucible," the supreme treasure of the Lizardmen, to refine and purify the "Dragon Blood," and then use the blood of the Lizardman Crusch to neutralize it.

Although only Imina and the other four are using "Dragon Blood Potion" at present, half of the "Dragon Blood" of the Ancient Fire Dragon has already been consumed.

The remaining blood refined into potion should only be enough for 3~4 more people to use.

In addition.

Following this line of thought, Tang Zheng also made "Sun Angler Potion," which possesses the effects of "Detoxification" and "Attaching Fire Attribute Attack."

This should be a relatively practical and powerful potion for people in the other world, but for Tang Zheng, it is of little significance; after making a batch and checking the effects, he threw them into the item box.

Imina and Reynas begin to describe the changes during the process of drinking the "Dragon Blood Potion," as well as the situation after gradually mastering the life intensity increased out of thin air.

Listening to the descriptions of the two.

Tang Zheng's eyes move, becoming more and more clear.

Sure enough, it is the same as he guessed: the life intensity increased by "Dragon Blood Potion" needs to be digested and absorbed by the user before it can be gradually converted into the power of professional improvement.

Wanting to step into the "Hero Realm."

For Tang Zheng, just raising 1 level is enough, while people in the other world probably need some kind of "accumulation and thin hair" improvement.

"Ultimately, it's still that the intensity of 'Dragon Blood Potion' is not enough; the Ancient Fire Dragon is only about level 48, and the potion refined from its blood must have limited intensity."

"If it were refined from the blood of True Dragon Kings like the Platinum Long Wang, it would probably be easy to break through the bottleneck of level '28'."

Tang Zheng thinks silently in his heart, and sighs helplessly again.

The level cap for humans should be level 42; even if in the remaining two years or so, Reynas and the others' levels are really raised.

They still wouldn't reach the level of the Maid Corps; the average level of the other party is around level 50, let alone matching the high-level combat power of the "Great Tomb of Nazarick."

"Compared to demi-human races and heteromorphic races, the gap for human races is no longer just a level problem." Tang Zheng thinks with a headache.

He suddenly feels the malice of this world toward the human race.

In the "Yggdrasil" game, whether it is a demi-human race or a heteromorphic race, as long as they reach the specified race level, they can obtain special skills at the race level.

Like Ainz, the ultimate "Overlord of Death," who possesses the special ability to create 4 high-tier undead, or 12 mid-tier undead, or 20 low-tier undead in one day.

This is not a problem in the game.

It's nothing more than a specialization of the undead system, which can summon more undead in one breath, but in the real other world, this special skill has changed.

The undead created by Ainz using special skills can exist permanently!

Instead of disappearing like in the game when the specified time is reached, just like the tier magic "Undead Summoning."

This leads to a problem that Tang Zheng has to face.

Even without the support of the huge resources of the Great Tomb, as long as Ainz is given a certain amount of time, the other party can also build an undead army.

"If only I could create angels that can exist permanently like Ainz, that would be great." Tang Zheng takes a slight breath to stabilize his inner emotions.

"What's wrong, is there a problem somewhere?" Reynas notices Tang Zheng's distraction and speaks softly.

"Nothing."

Tang Zheng comes back to his senses and shakes his head gently.

"Master, Princess Renner has been researching information about the Holy Kingdom during this period and says there are new discoveries."

Reynas stands straight and speaks softly, "Let the subordinate tell you, she wants to see you."

"Heh."

Tang Zheng's gaze is calm; he can guess the other party's true purpose, which should just be wanting to see him.

Otherwise, she could have completely informed Reynas of the new discovery; he had already told Princess Renner that Reynas is his person.

Huh?

Tang Zheng suddenly recalls one thing, his eyes change, and he speaks to Reynas and Imina in front of him: "I have something to do; the Kingdom side will be left to the two of you."

As soon as the words fall!

Before Reynas and Imina can react, Tang Zheng's figure has already disappeared.

Facing the empty wooden chair.

"He is always in such a hurry." Imina sighs and says gloomily.

Reynas is silent, her pearl-like clean teeth exposed, and she suddenly smiles: "I don't know what the Master is going to do, but I know we still can't help him."

Imina's slender arms are crossed over her chest, and they are silent together.

Clearly, their current strength is already among the top powerhouses in various countries, and among adventurers, they are also "Adamantite-level" adventurers.

Yet Reynas and the other always feel that the gap in strength between them and Tang Zheng has never seemed to shorten.

Abelion Hills.

Castle.

The Mist Witch is somewhat puzzled and stands respectfully in front of Tang Zheng: "Master."

"Remember the first time we met, when you used your special ability to merge into the angel's body."

Tang Zheng looks at the Mist Witch with a smile.

"I, I remember."

The Mist Witch doesn't know why the Master would suddenly mention this matter and speaks in a small, fearful voice.

"Your 'merge' ability can not only merge into the bodies of living creatures but even manipulate the other party, right?"

"Yes, Master. If I encounter someone powerful or whose own will is too firm and strong, it won't work."

"How long can you maintain it?"

"The subordinate is also clear about this; I have always stayed in my sister's body before and can last for a very long time."

"Do it again; use your 'merge' ability to enter the angel's body."

Tang Zheng stops wasting words and waves his hand to summon a 3rd-tier Flame Archangel.

"Yes, Master."

The Mist Witch is puzzled in her heart but immediately follows Tang Zheng's instructions, turning into a cloud of white mist and surging into the Flame Archangel's body.

This Flame Archangel is not summoned using a scroll, but an angel summoned by Tang Zheng consuming his own magic power.

The moment the Mist Witch enters the Flame Archangel's body, Tang Zheng immediately perceives the abnormality; with his current caster level, as long as he moves his mind, he can expel the Mist Witch from the Flame Archangel's body.

Tang Zheng does not do so, letting the Mist Witch control the Flame Archangel.

Time passes bit by bit.

The Flame Archangel has been hovering in mid-air.

Angels summoned using scrolls can only exist for half an hour, while angels summoned using magic will exist for a longer time, about 40 minutes or so.

"It's been an hour now."

Tang Zheng raises the pocket watch in his hand, his pupils widening slightly.

According to normal circumstances, the Flame Archangel should have dissipated long ago; now, in the state of the Mist Witch "possessing" it, it actually still exists!

Shock, astonishment, excitement!

Various complex emotions make Tang Zheng feel incredible.

"If there is no problem, keep this state." Tang Zheng's expression is solemn as he speaks to the Mist Witch who has merged inside.

Because angel-type monsters cannot speak, and their bodies are similar to construct creatures, and their faces are covered by silver armor, it can only flap its wings twice to respond.

A day and a night pass.

The Flame Archangel still exists, which makes Tang Zheng completely confirm that the Mist Witch's "merge" ability can allow angels to exist for a long time.

"That's enough." Tang Zheng waits for a whole day to get this result; his spirit feels no fatigue, but is instead exceptionally clear.

White mist drills out from the Flame Archangel's body.

Bang—

As soon as the Mist Witch leaves the Flame Archangel's body, the Flame Archangel turns into light spots and dissipates in mid-air.

Tang Zheng frowns.

"Master." The Mist Witch's expression is relaxed as she speaks respectfully.

In the lush forest.

Sharp screams ring out from time to time.

Kaleb and the young man are covered in blood, running wildly, while several Iron Rats behind are chasing them.

The breath of death approaches.

Kaleb and the other can no longer afford to save physical strength; they must shake off these Iron Rats as soon as possible, otherwise, as time goes on, it will only attract more and more people to gather.

"These demi-humans actually really cooperated!"

The young man's eyes reveal horror, and the calm expression he originally had has already disappeared.

They caught an Iron Rat some time ago and spent a lot of effort to pry a lot of useful intelligence from the other party's mouth.

The Blue Maggot race, Pandes race, Magic Human race, Iron Rat race, and Ogre race—five demi-human races have actually united together.

This is simply beyond their human cognition of the demi-humans in the hilly region.

Especially learning from the Iron Rat that their Iron Rat race was actually broken by the Ogre race in one day.

Now they have submitted to the Ogre race.

Such intelligence makes the young man and Kaleb realize that the hilly region has undergone abnormal changes beyond everyone's expectations.

Such important intelligence must be sent back!

Kaleb runs forward while turning his head, watching the Iron Rats chasing closely behind and even gradually closing the distance, realizing that if this continues, neither of them will be able to run away.

"You go first, I'll stop them!"

Kaleb licks his dry, white corners of his mouth, his small eyes revealing ruthlessness, and growls at the young man beside him.

The young man's expression is shocked: "How can that be!"

"Don't talk nonsense to me, hurry up and go; we can die here, but the intelligence must be passed on!" Kaleb stops abruptly, turns around, and faces the Iron Rats.

"No, we can escape!"

The young man also hurriedly stops and reaches out to grab Kaleb's arm.

"Get lost!"

"I don't want to die with you."

"No, I'll stay to stop them; you have stronger strength and a greater possibility of escaping the Hills."

"You idiot, now you admit I have stronger strength; it's precisely because I have the strongest strength that I can stop them!"

Watching the approaching Iron Rats and the hesitant young man, a look of anxiety appears in Kaleb's eyes.

"Escape?"

"None of you can escape, humans." A muffled, malicious voice suddenly rings out.

The hair on the bodies of the young man and Kaleb stands up, and their bodies uncontrollably break out in goosebumps and cold sweat.

The sound is extremely close to them; it's from underground!

Kaleb is the first to react, raising his foot and kicking the young man's chest forcefully, sending him flying.

Bang!

The ground explodes.

"Earth Walk"!

The huge figure of the Earth Elemental Ogre also rushes out from underground, its thick, earth-brown palm grabbing toward the human closest to it.

Kaleb's expression changes greatly, and he retreats rapidly, but he is still grabbed by one arm; the powerful force surges along his arm, pulling him back in front of the Earth Elemental Ogre that drilled out from the ground.

"Damn it!"

Kaleb pulls out the short sword hanging at his waist and swings it forcefully, cutting off his own arm; blood sprays out, and he retreats rapidly again.

"Mr. Kaleb!" The young man.

"Hurry up and go!"

"For the Holy Kingdom, and for Her Majesty the Holy Queen!"

Kaleb roars, holding the determination to die, and rushes toward the Earth Elemental Ogre.

The young man bites his lip, turns around quickly, and continues to flee.

"You go and catch that human back; leave this guy to me." The Earth Elemental Ogre says to the Iron Rats, watching Kaleb rushing over with great interest.

In less than a moment.

Most of Kaleb's body has turned into a pool of meat paste, completely losing his life.

"Not durable at all, boring."

The Earth Elemental Ogre grabs the other party's head and lifts it from the ground, and a large amount of blood flows down.

Bang!

Bang!

Heavy footsteps come from behind: "Is this the batch of humans that sneaked in?"

"King, that's right, it's these weak guys, and one escaped." The Earth Elemental Ogre turns its head and laughs at Go-Jin.

Go-Jin looks at this scene with a cold face, looks down, and notices something reflective on the ground, walks up, and picks it up.

It is exactly the potion bottle that fell from Kaleb.

"This is... Regeneration Potion?"

Go-Jin's eyes are startled.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 286 =====