The Light Elf transformed into a one-handed executioner sword.
The Alchemical Wild Boar beneath Christian surged forward.
The longsword slashed down.
In an instant.
Blood sprayed as more than a dozen Alchemists were severed at the waist.
Wails and screams erupted.
"Ah!"
"My body."
"Blood, so much blood!"
"My leg—why is my leg over there?"
"It hurts, it hurts so much!!!"
"Help! Somebody save me!"
The Alchemists who had gathered around stared in terror at their bodies, severed at the waist.
They watched helplessly as their bodies split into two.
Those severed at the waist would not die immediately.
After wailing in terror for more than ten minutes,
they finally died from blood loss.
"Collect!"
Fang Yuan took away the Alchemists' Dimensional Spaces.
That was how the rules of this secret realm worked.
Alchemy Spaces were not bound to a sole owner. As long as their owners died, other Alchemists could take them away.
Therefore, out in the wilderness,
one would often encounter all sorts of lucky opportunities.
Of course, the most common kind was this—killing someone and taking their possessions.
That bloody scene intimidated the potential bandits nearby.
After seeing Christian's strength, they knew that these people were not to be trifled with.
One by one, they turned around and dared not look again.
Only after Fang Yuan and the others had left
did those who knew the victims begin whispering among themselves.
"That looked like John from the Bull Gang."
"Right, it was them."
"John is Boss Hans's younger brother."
"Boss Hans? You mean that Tier 3 Alchemist?"
"Right, him."
"Hans also has the nickname Butcher."
"Well, those Alchemists from the wilderness have offended Hans now."
"Heh heh, newcomers always like to resist. They just don't know that they're going to die sooner or later."
"Right. What a