Three-Carriage Alchemy Shop

The Elemental Tide on the Ice Plains had begun raging again. Especially at sunset, Hippo Ancient City had to endure a whole night of bitter cold.

These were certainly not good days, but they would not last long. Before long, scorching elemental currents would descend upon the Wasteland, ushering in the most vibrant summer.

Li Ziran tugged down the hood of his wizard's robe, hiding his withered, gaunt face beneath it as much as possible. As a Corpse Witch, he could not feel the cold, but the two lumps on his chest, like frozen steamed buns, made him uncomfortable.

Even as an Organ Witch Doctor, he felt those organs were somewhat superfluous. At the very least, they offered little help in battle.

He lightly shook the snowflakes from his body, then peered through the gap in his hood at the nearly abandoned Red Fan District before him and helplessly shook his head.

What lay before Li Ziran was the wreckage of a collapsed high-rise. Iron rods jutted from walls hardened by Cockroach Race saliva, looking especially savage. Scraps of flesh still hung from those steel-fork-like rods; perhaps too little time had passed, because the shredded meat had not yet decayed.

Shadow Elder had come here.

The mass explosion of the Corpse Witches had dealt those people a heavy blow.

"This area is finished!"

Anfuni's voice came from within the Corpse Witch's body. She seemed disappointed by the ruins before her. Without the building, it would be impossible to produce Elemental Embryos anytime soon.

That was no small loss for the Elves.

"Don't worry. We'll have everything eventually!"

Li Ziran smiled and looked toward the connected six-story building beside the ruins. Its pink heart-patterned walls still faintly revealed the Red Fan District's former glory.

Women occasionally flashed past in the corners,