Darkness of Torrential Rain

The road was like a twisted snake, winding through the mountains. Ahead lay utter darkness, and no one knew where it ended.

Or perhaps...

It had no end.

The Maybach sped along, but even more terrifyingly, two people had been following behind it like shadows.

They were clearly just walking normally, yet the speeding steel beast could not shake them off.

"Boss, does this count as stalking?" Xia Mi blew at her fluffy, flowing bangs and said excitedly,

"Don't you think we're like two wandering ghosts? The kind of lovelorn man and resentful woman who died horribly, then lingered in a place like this after death, waiting for living people to stumble in from the human world."

"Then we eat their flesh, drink their blood, and make them stay here to keep us company."

Strictly speaking, an alternate space like Nibelungen was a kingdom of the dead.

The foundation of Dragon Alchemy was to kill matter and make it regenerate, and everything in Nibelungen was of that kind.

To Half-blood alchemists, this place was practically sacred ground, a paradise.

Qin Sheng had long grown used to Xia Mi's flights of fancy and nonsense. There was not the slightest ripple in his heart, as cold as the rain falling between heaven and earth.

"Keep saying things like that, and I'll leave you here to become a real female ghost."

"No, Boss." Xia Mi covered her mouth, then opened a tiny gap a second later.

"One last thing, Boss. Did you come here specifically to make a move on the King of Sky and Wind?"

"I'm interested in his abilities," Qin Sheng said without denying it.

"But I don't have any grudge against him, so I don't necessarily intend to slay a dragon."

Whether dragons or Half-bloods, Qin Sheng did not really