Rebirth : The Alchemist's Path

Hearing the voice, Lal was briefly stunned, then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, I thought you had some real skill, but it turns out you're just full of words."

As Lal finished speaking, his sharp claws slashed toward Sylvus. Just as they were about to strike him, Lal's body suddenly shuddered.

"What... what's happening? My body..."

Lal was shocked, his face full of disbelief as he looked at his own body, realizing that it was aging rapidly. His vitality was draining away at an alarming speed.

"What's going on? My life force is disappearing! What happened?"

"This can't be! I am a Deity Sovereign, how could I be losing my life force for no reason?"

"No... this can't be... I refuse to accept this!"

At the same time, the tens of thousands of people from the Dark Temple began screaming. This left the members of the other two temples in shock.

"What kind of power is this? It can kill so many people instantly?" Tans frowned, realizing that within a short moment, over half of the Dark Temple's 30,000 members had lost their vitality and collapsed. Even more people were still falling.

The onlookers were confused, but Horace, on the other hand, seemed unsurprised. "As expected, this one is truly powerful. He hasn't done anything, yet he can wipe out an entire force." Horace took a deep breath and thought to himself. He was glad he hadn't charged forward with Lal; otherwise, he would be lying dead on the ground now too.

"It's you! What kind of method did you use?" Lal finally regained his senses, looking at Sylvus with shock. If it had been anyone else suddenly dropping dead, he would have only been surprised. But now, even he had fallen victim to it.

Compared to moments ago, Lal was now a withered old man, barely able to stand, as if a gust of wind could knock him over. He was a Deity Emperor, one of the most powerful beings in the entire divine realm, and being a vampire, his vitality was incredibly strong. But even so, he could feel himself approaching death.

This was the most shocking part for him. What kind of terrifying technique had this human man used? Or, how powerful had he become?

"I told you, you shouldn't have come..." Sylvus gave Lal a glance, not bothering to engage further. Lal, being a vampire, would die a bit later, but his end was inevitable.

"I… I'm going to kill you!" Lal, filled with a final burst of killing intent, tried to make one last effort to drag Sylvus down with him. However, as soon as he attempted to release his power, his body exploded in agony, and he let out a terrible scream. His entire body ruptured and burst apart. Thus, a Nine-star Deity Emperor met his end.

"That's your doing, not mine," Sylvus said innocently, watching the explosion. Lal had lost 90% of his vitality. Even though he was still technically a Nine-star Deity Emperor, his body couldn't handle such immense power. If he hadn't used his divine power, he might have survived a bit longer. But once he activated it, his only fate was to explode.

Watching Sylvus's nonchalant expression, the remaining members of the other two temples couldn't help but shudder. Their eyes shifted to the countless corpses of the Dark Temple members around them. The powerful Dark Temple… was completely annihilated?

Among the dead were nearly ten Deity Emperors, a hundred Deity Sovereigns, and hundreds of Deity Kings. And in the blink of an eye, they had all been reduced to lifeless bodies.

Even Lal, the leader of the Dark Temple and a Nine-star Deity Emperor, had died. At this realization, everyone looked at Sylvus with a mixture of reverence and fear. Was this man even human? They hadn't even seen him make a move, but just by uttering the word "die," the entire Dark Temple had been wiped out.

"What about you two?" Sylvus now turned his gaze toward Horace and Tans, a faint smile on his lips. He had no intention of exterminating all three temples. After all, Horace was considered his subordinate, and leaving only the Light Temple untouched would cause issues for him when he returned. Since Lal had actively provoked him, Sylvus had used the Dark Temple to make an example.

"E-Elder, we will leave at once," Horace hurriedly said. He then glanced at Tans, who was still in a daze.

"We should leave too!" Tans snapped back to reality, swallowing hard. This time, he was truly terrified. Even more than when he had faced the Divine Lord. Though the Divine Lord was powerful, they could at least sense his attacks coming. But with Sylvus? They didn't even know what happened before the Dark Temple's 30,000-strong force had been wiped out.

How could they even fight back?

Sylvus nodded and paid them no further attention, turning his gaze toward the 30,000 corpses on the ground. These people were strong members of the Dark Temple, and surely carried valuable items. He also needed to take their divine abilities for himself.

Seeing Sylvus start to collect the belongings of the fallen, neither Tans nor Horace dared to say anything. They could only stand and watch. It made for a strange scene—one man searching through tens of thousands of corpses while 70,000 powerful individuals stood in the sky, watching in fear, too afraid to make a sound.

After about ten seconds, Sylvus paused and looked up at the crowd in the sky.

"You're still here?" he asked.

Hearing Sylvus's words, the 70,000 people trembled. Finally coming back to their senses, they quickly shouted, "Leave, let's get out of here! Why are you still standing around? Get moving!" Horace and Tans yelled.

The 70,000 people didn't find the scolding offensive at all. In fact, it was the most pleasant sound they had ever heard. Instantly, they burst into action, turning into streaks of light as they fled at full speed, afraid that if they delayed even a second, Sylvus might change his mind.

Watching them leave, Sylvus smiled slightly and turned his gaze back to the bodies in front of him. As he pondered his next move, three figures emerged from the magic castle—it was Macon and his companions.

"Sylvus… brother, are you really just a lower-ranked deity?" Macon and the others stared at Sylvus in disbelief. They had witnessed everything from inside the castle. Though they didn't know exactly what method Sylvus had used to kill all the Dark Temple members, they knew for sure that they were all dead, including their leader.

"Good timing. Help me search these bodies," Sylvus said with a smile, not bothering to explain. The three of them quickly nodded and joined him in searching the corpses.

While Sylvus circled the bodies to absorb divine abilities, Macon and his companions began collecting everything of value.

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