Anime: Blue-Eyes Baby Dragon, picked up by the Knight King

"What do you think it is, Principal?"

Ye Sheng asked curiously.

At the same time, this is also the question that the other half-bloods in the fortress want to hear.

They also wanted to hear what the essence of alchemy was - even if they had no relevant talent.

but.

"I have no idea!"

Ange said confidently.

The old man clearly remembered his good friend, the vice-president of Kassel Academy and the last successor to the title of "Nicholas Flamel", who gave him an evaluation of his alchemy skills.

"Your alchemy is just like a rookie director using the best equipment to shoot an X-ray for Miss Universe."

"My advice is that you put down the camera and let her do it herself."

——To waste natural resources, that’s probably what it means.

But, is it weird?

No, that's not surprising at all.

Ange was strong, but he wasn't almighty—more precisely, his "strength" was only reflected in his battles with dragons, or in his "willpower." Beyond that, his talent wasn't even comparable to the top heirs of the secret party families.

But at the same time, Angers, who has "mediocre" qualifications, believes in such a thing.

"What do you think the essence of alchemy is?"

The 140-year-old old man turned his gaze to Lu Mingfei again.

His expression was very kind, as if he were looking at one of his outstanding juniors. His tone was also gentle and persuasive, as if he was expecting the young man to give some unusual answer.

But Lu Mingfei's mind was blank.

What is the essence of alchemy?

Sorry, he doesn't even know what alchemy is!

He had read "Fullmetal Alchemist" - the problem was that the "principle of equivalent exchange" in it did not seem to be consistent with the alchemy of this world.

"Hmm...is this question a bit too complicated?"

"Then why not ask it this way?"

"What do you think is the true nature of those powers that transcend the mundane and the understanding of ordinary people?"

Ange asked again.

But this time, his tone was no longer as gentle as before, as if he was trying to persuade others.

It was a very serious question, as if he was questioning Lu Mingfei's soul - he was standing on an equal footing, asking Lu Mingfei about his views on "power".

Lu Mingfei thought about this problem carefully.

Then, he gave an answer that Ange had never thought of, but at this moment he felt that it was extremely correct.

"Cheating."

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and answered honestly.

903...

The essence of power is cheating.

These are some cheating methods adopted by weak humans in order to defeat more powerful enemies.

——Just like the cheat commands in "StarCraft".

It is not shameful to have the entire map, and unlimited money can also be the standard for successful people.

For the half-bloods living in this world, words, alchemy, or anything else is actually their "cheat codes".

They need to rely on these powers to defeat the powerful dragon species.

——Now, here comes the problem.

If humans need to rely on cheating to defeat the powerful dragon.

Why did the King of Bronze and Fire, the Dragon King who had already reigned supreme over the world, still painstakingly delve into the study of "alchemy"?

Alternatively, you could ask:

"He devoted all his efforts to studying alchemy to the extreme."

"Who on earth does he want to defeat by cheating like this?"

—The king of earth and mountains?

Glancing at the little girl next to him, Ange shook his head.

Although this seems to be a bit insulting to Long.

But... with this power, a guy who is at most comparable to a second-generation species would definitely not allow a Dragon King who stands at the pinnacle of alchemy to reach such a level.

Chapter 233 Xia Mi: I really want to improve!

"Cheating".

This is a shameful thing.

Therefore, it will definitely not be used by a normal person as a normal means in a normal game.

——Just like Lu Mingfei would never cheat when playing StarCraft.

Even if he was operating with the red dot on his laptop, he could still beat 90 percent of the StarCraft players in the world—in this case, it wasn't him who was cheating, but the players who were playing against him.

The same is true.

When facing enemies of lower levels or even the same level as himself, the Dragon King would not think of "cheating".

Even Xia Mi, the "Shame of the Dragon King" who lacks strength and can only rely on her intelligence, actually adheres to the Dragon King's fighting style - she simply uses her brain to optimize all attacks and defenses to achieve the goal of "maximizing the effect."

That definitely doesn't count as cheating.

At best, this can only be called "operation".

Well, she is a mechanical geek, while the other dragon kings are numerical geeks - no matter what others think, that's what Xia Mi thinks.

So now, here comes the problem.

"What kind of existence is there in this world that can make the Bronze and Fire Kings, who are numerical monsters, feel fear and even terror. So that they have to use cheats.

How about using such means to try to defeat it?"

There is one and only one answer to this question.

"The Black Emperor..."

Looking at the hill giant in front of him that suddenly changed.

Xia Mi, who also thought of this question, turned pale instantly.

……

It was already dusk.

Shirataki circled in the sky, quietly watching the changes in the hill giant on the earth.

——The rocks covering the body of the hill giant kept falling off like broken tiles, revealing the true appearance inside.

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands...

Numerous alchemical matrices were etched across the body of the hill giant. Larger matrices nested within smaller ones, smaller matrices within smaller ones, all emitting a crimson glow like magma.

These alchemical matrices are connected together in a way that can be described as "ingenious" - just like the more than 1000 million nerves in the human body.

"Heaven and earth are the furnace for creating chemicals, and yin and yang are the carbon and copper of all things."

Only those who witnessed this scene with their own eyes could know what heights the "King of Bronze and Fire", who stood at the pinnacle of alchemy, had reached in the field of "alchemy".

[The power of creation].

Having come this far, he could perhaps be called a true god.

And this huge guy in front of him is the proof that he is a god, the "evidence" that he is a god.

"It's so pretty."

Shirataki lowered his head slightly, admiring the scene before him:

Tiny alchemical lines, like eerie threads of blood, snaked across the giant's body. The crimson light wasn't fire, but rather the breath of some living being. It flickered, and the rock flakes off like rotting bark. It whimpered softly, like pain, yet also relief—its mountainous form crumbling and reborn.

Obsidian armor grew from its skeleton, smooth as a mirror, cold as a knife. The setting sun, shining upon it, was shattered into tiny golden rays, splashing across the scorched earth around it. Deep within its chest, a beating red core, like a captive, unyielding heart, trembled slightly with each beat, emitting a clear ringing sound like an ancient sword unsheathed.

It slowly straightened, gravel and dust cascading from its shoulders. Its eyes, cast from lava, swept across the wilderness. Wherever its gaze reached, the air twisted and the grass and trees spontaneously combusted. It was no longer bloated or clumsy, but a ferocious beast unearthed, brutal, cold, and carrying a murderous intent that bordered on chilling.

It took a step forward, and the ground cracked silently.

Shirataki tried to attack the obsidian giant again.

It’s still [Light Speed ​​Kick].

But this time, a hazy black mist emanated from the body of the obsidian giant.

The black fog was like a black hole in the universe - it could even swallow light.

Shirataki, unable to find his target for the time being, could only launch a random attack.

But it was empty-handed.

"Have you grown?"

The attack failed, but Shirataki nodded in satisfaction.

Because he has already felt the power of this "Obsidian Giant".

Or perhaps it was because he felt the pinnacle of alchemy attainments of the [King of Bronze and Fire].

"Growth potential."

This hill giant is actually an alchemical creation with growth potential!

It can evolve certain characteristics of its own based on the characteristics of the enemy.

For example, now, because it felt Shirataki's "light-speed kick", it evolved itself into this "unselectable" posture - this is a very smart approach, similar to the deer on the African road evolving into giraffes in order to be able to eat higher leaves.

Because he felt the powerful strength of Shirataki, the Hill Giant who had evolved into the Obsidian Giant also transformed himself without hesitation, thus having the effect of [not being able to be the target of attack].

"'Very clever.'"

Shirataki praised his enemy.

Moreover, with his sharp eyes, he also discovered the black and gray aura that was constantly wandering in the obsidian body.

He sensed a very familiar smell from those auras - every time he visited Scathach's Shadow Kingdom, he would smell the "death air" that was unique to the kingdom of the dead and only existed for the dead.

Bai Long guessed that his inability to choose this obsidian giant was probably related to this deathly energy.

[Attacks from the living cannot work on the dead] - There are such examples in the myths and legends of many countries and regions.

So, what should we do?

"Transform into a faerie dragon form?"

this is a good idea.

The Blue-Eyes Elf Dragon, which has the effect of suppressing the graveyard, can be said to be a special attacker against this kind of "undead creation" - the Blue-Eyes Ultimate Spirit Dragon in its strongest state can even suppress the domain of the Mother Goddess of Creation.

However, looking at this huge alchemical creation, Shirataki shook his head.

"Ms. Xia Mi."

He was floating in the sky and suddenly called out the name.

However, it made the King of the Earth and the Mountain, who was in the fortress, tremble subconsciously.

"You're welcome, just call me Xiao Xiazi."

A flattering smile appeared on the girl's face—spoken in authentic Beijing Mandarin.