NOVEL NEXT Chapter 85: Crushing Gold
The spring afternoon wasn't that hot, and adventurers occasionally appeared, stepping on the lawn towards the unknown distance.
Adventurers, most are people with average talents, not recruited by any family, or Transcendents naturally fond of freedom.
For resources, for ideals, there are numerous reasons for them to risk death and continually explore the dangerous wilderness.
Baiyi walked towards the valley unhurriedly. The ring on the index finger of his left hand trembled slightly, indicating the crisis wasn't over, just a bit further away.
It seemed that the Shadow Assassin was also yearning to go to a less populated place, keeping a not too close and not too distant tail on Baiyi.
Raising his hand, the Space Ring flashed.
A motorcycle appeared, Baiyi climbed onto it, ignited the engine, and twisted the throttle.
Roar!
The motorcycle's exhaust emitted a hint of blue flame, the speed rapidly soared above a hundred and continued accelerating, heading into the undeveloped distance.
The trembling of the left index finger intensified, Baiyi's speed became faster and faster, moving rapidly away from the city, and the surrounding signs of human presence gradually became sparser.
The sense of danger no longer needed the ring's reminder, it was clear that something was rapidly approaching.
Baiyi twisted the throttle to the maximum, the motorcycle's roar shook the wilderness, and when it encountered a slope, it directly vaulted him into the air.
With Spiritual Power, he instantly darted into a forest, the motorcycle crashing into trees caused a tremendous noise, yet Baiyi had mysteriously vanished by this moment.
Sunlight penetrated through the branches illuminating the forest in ghostly shadows, the motorcycle, at its extreme speed, lay among several broken dead trees, with threads of smoke wafting, creating a burnt smell in the surroundings.
"As expected, you know more than we imagined."
A young voice sounded, a Clown's face appeared out of thin air among the woods, bits of Power of Shadow kept spreading, transforming the forest into his playground.
With his slightly dark attire, he appeared wicked and terrifying, like a monster from Hell, clearly a Mask of laughter, yet it sent chills down people's spines.
The Clown stared at a big tree a hundred meters away, his eyes flickering with murderous intent, his task had failed once, precisely because of this damn Alchemist.
But due to its high potential, he had to give this damn Alchemist another chance.
"I believe you've seen this thing before, although I don't want to say it, you have one chance, sign it, and you can live."
The Clown said, conjuring a Rose Contract out of thin air, resembling an invitation, but the rose on this contract envelope was crimson red, unlike the black rose on the invitation.
It seemed to be... a bit more Advanced.
Sizzle~ Sizzle~
The sound of mechanical operation arose, Baiyi leisurely donned gloves, gripping the Demon Hunting Revolver, it being rather low-quality equipment.
It was only valued by Baiyi due to its paralysis Effect, each use required wearing power-insulating gloves by an Alchemist's constitution, otherwise, the paralysis would hit the user before the enemy.
"Black Night Rose, a very dangerous organization, but why would you think I'd stop being a City Lord to become your slave?"
Baiyi's voice rose, around him, thirty Worker Bees appeared, swiftly dispersing and spreading around him.
He smiled, aimed the Demon Hunting Revolver at the Clown, a glint of curiosity in his eyes: "Just because you still need to wear a Mask, acting like a rat in the gutter?"
The Clown's eyes slightly narrowed under the Mask, the aura of danger began to emerge: "It seems like you've made a choice, when I cut off your limbs, I hope you can still be as tough as now."
As the words fell, his body slowly melted into the now blackened ground, eyes locked on Baiyi, with terrifying killing intent no longer hidden.
Bang!
An arc propelled the bullet, its speed whisking instantaneously before the Clown.
Ding~
A sound of steel collision rang out, surprisingly, the Clown didn't dodge, a flattened white bullet fell slowly to the ground.
The Clown's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery: "Overestimating yourself, the grave you've chosen for yourself, I quite like it. The contract is right there. Before your life ends, you can always sign this contract, but believe me, you won't have the chance."
The Night Contract no longer floated and slowly descended to the ground.
The Clown too completely disappeared into the Shadow.
Baiyi reluctantly tucked the Demon Hunting Revolver back under his coat hem, seeming as if this equipment that had accompanied him for three years, had reached its end and could no longer keep up.
Amidst some nostalgia, murderous intent abruptly arose.
A faint stinging sensation surfaced at his wrist, it seemed like the Clown was about to fulfill his promise, to chop off his limbs.
Buzz~
Cerulean Energy suddenly blasted from Baiyi's body, 498 points of Spiritual Power swept crushingly towards the Shadow behind.
"Hum~"
A muffled grunt sounded, Baiyi spared no effort this time, the Golden Middle Tier of Spiritual Power no longer targeted the body, but the Spirit of the enemy.
From the Shadow a figure was thrown back, as Baiyi's Spiritual Power surged wildly, a thin layer of green mist appeared in the air, forming a vortex madly engulfing the Clown.
Worker Bees weren't just out for a stroll, while the Clown was setting up his domain, so was Baiyi, the Alchemy Highly Poisonous Domain, not something anyone could withstand.