Chapter 1767: Devil's Slaughter

The World-Ending aura poured into the entire underground space from the alchemy massive door like a monstrous flood. When a suffocating scarlet spread in the darkness, even suppressing those purple and blue brilliances, Tessa's expression abruptly stiffened.

This...

This is...

President Tessa's body even trembled slightly. She abruptly turned her head and slapped Brand across the face!

Slap——!!

"World-Ending?? You call a World-Ending Calamity a 'troublesome enemy'?!!"

President Tessa was completely emotionally broken. She glared at Brand with despair and anger, opening her mouth with a roar, "Exactly how did you provoke a World-Ending Calamity?!! Do you know you will kill all of us!!!"

"I..."

Brand froze in place, feeling the burning pain on his cheek, unable to say a single word.

She opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the next second, a palm deadly gripped her throat!

"You..."

"Are the umpteenth generation Alchemist Association President?"

The Theatrical Robe fluttered gently in the dimness. Chen Ling looked at her coldly.

President Tessa's old body trembled in Chen Ling's hand like a chick. Her hands deadly gripped Chen Ling's wrist, her bloodshot eyeballs almost squeezed out of their sockets.

"Thir... teenth..." She used all her strength, speaking intermittently.

While President Tessa spoke, Brand at the side had already been intimidated by Chen Ling's aura and fell sitting on the ground with his butt. Immediately after, an inexplicable terror filled his mind again. Only one thought remained in his mind...

Just relying on one President Tessa wasn't a match for the Calamity of Mockery...

He needed to awaken even more generations of presidents!

Driven by this thought, Brand didn't know where he got the strength, actually standing up from the ground again, and then continuing to sprint wildly toward the depths of the underground space, stumbling and crawling.

President Tessa was held in mid-air by Chen Ling, but from the corner of her eye, she also saw Brand's baffling actions. She caught that trace of a cold smile at the corners of Chen Ling's mouth, and immediately seemed to realize something...

"It's... you..."

"It's you... manipulating his thoughts... You want him to... personally... wake us up..."

Unprecedented terror rippled in President Tessa's pupils.

In the dimness, those scarlet pupils gazed at her, gradually curving into a hair-raising arc... A light chuckle followed:

"That's right... I did it on purpose."

"Killing you all when you have no consciousness is too easy on you... You use any means to desire the Philosopher's Stone. When you get old, you shrink yourselves up like turtles, fantasizing that the day you revive, you can embrace immortality..."

"I just want to wake you all up one by one, and kill you personally when you are most full of hope."

"I want to let you all watch the fantasy of immortality shatter with your own eyes..."

"Let you all personally witness the demise of the Alchemist Association!"

Chen Ling's voice echoed beside President Tessa's ear like an evil ghost. The latter's body trembled even more violently, and a despairing and weak voice was spat out from her throat with difficulty...

"You are a... devil..."

Not knowing if she had accumulated power for a long time, or if it was a final flash of lucidity at the brink of death, President Tessa roared furiously. A skill of the 8th-rank Path of the Witch God was activated with full force. A brilliance of alchemy instantly enveloped Chen Ling.

But in the next second, that brilliance vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Crack——!!

The explosive sound of bones being crushed sounded in the darkness.

Chen Ling gently released his palm. The corpse of an old woman whose head was twisted to a bizarre angle fell heavily onto the ground... This aged 13th-generation Alchemist Association President's eyeballs bulged violently, terror still remaining on her face.

She seemed to not understand until death how this generation's Alchemist Association provoked such a terrifying existence like Chen Ling.

Easily abusing an Alchemist Association President to death, Chen Ling lowered his arm expressionlessly.

The hem of his bloodstained Theatrical Robe fluttered gently in the dimness. He seemed to have perceived something and looked back silently...

A youth wearing a vest had unknown when already walked in from the open alchemy massive door, currently standing not far away, quietly looking here.

Li Laide had arrived long ago.

Chen Ling knew he had arrived long ago.

Li Laide, who hurriedly passed through the entire Taishi Division, passing through the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, just stepped into that alchemy massive door, and saw that 8th-rank old woman reveal terror in front of Chen Ling, and then was easily abused to death like a chick.

Their conversation was also heard entirely by Li Laide without missing a single word.

"What grudge is there between you and them? Do you need to go to this extent?" Li Laide was silent for a long time before asking.

Li Laide asking this wasn't because he felt Chen Ling was cruel, much less feeling that the Alchemist Association's crimes didn't warrant this... For revenge, he was a ruthless person who personally cut off his classmates' facial features, it was impossible for him to have that kind of boring holy mother emotion. Asking this, he was truly curious.

Chen Ling glanced at him, didn't answer, turned around, and continued to walk toward the depths of the underground.

"...Tch."

Li Laide gritted his teeth.

Like this again... It's like this every time!

Not knowing if he had experienced it too many times, Li Laide felt he seemed to have become somewhat desensitized. He opened his footsteps without a sound, jogging to catch up with Chen Ling.

"President Zhu Wen, we have already found a method to immortality, but we encountered a very... terrifying enemy... we..."

"..."

"President Eli!! I beg you to save the Alchemist Association!!"

"..."

"President Thorne! Someone barged in here! He even killed President Tessa!!"

"..."

Brand's brain was completely blank. Driven by terror, he shuttled rapidly in the underground space, using the alchemy arrays set up long ago to awaken the successive Alchemist Association Presidents one by one, praying for them to join forces to deal with the intruding Chen Ling.

Although these Alchemist Association Presidents were angry and resentful, since matters had reached this point, there was no other way, they could only bite the bullet and go deal with Chen Ling...

But when that Theatrical Robe figure walked over carrying the mighty World-Ending aura, every single one of them became dumbfounded in place.

If Brand hadn't run fast, their first thought would probably be to cut this damn junior into minced meat first...

"Twelve..."

"Eleven..."

"Ten..."

"Nine..."

One old corpse after another fell into pools of blood in terror.

The figure in the Theatrical Robe with a red background and black patterns unhurriedly stepped over the pools of blood. While abusing these successive Alchemist Association Presidents to death, he softly calculated something...

"Six..."

"Five..."

"Four..."

"Three..."

Chen Ling saw the only remaining few Golden Bodies in the distance, his eyes narrowing slightly.