Mechanical Alchemist

"What's going on?"

The commanders of the three great magic empires were completely befuddled.

Looking at the hole around ten meters in diameter that had been pierced through the Thunder Legion's fleet, everyone was filled with astonishment.

Was that some kind of shockwave that just passed through? But no one had observed it.

They couldn't fathom what power, other than that of the gods, could so easily puncture a defense formation of a million-strong legion.

Moreover, the location of the hole was precisely targeted, hitting right at the pivot point of the battle formation's barrier.

It was then that they realized, among these people from the Alchemy plane, there wasn't only someone who knew of the "Trident War God Formation," but mastered it! He had seen through the constantly changing "barrier node."

How terrifying was this observational power?

The fact that this shot had accurately hit the shifting pivot point, what an exaggerated feat of trajectory calculation was that?

Although the breach wasn't big enough to render the formation entirely ineffective, a large area around the hole could no longer be covered by magic power, and it was impossible to repair in a short time.

This created a huge vulnerability within an otherwise impenetrable battle formation.

In other words, if someone wanted to breach their defenses, this was the best opportunity.

The commanders from the Demigod plane were all seasoned warriors who realized this without hesitation; they instinctively roared out a warning, "Be careful, the enemy is going to break through!"

They might have been shocked,

but the emergency plans of a million-strong legion were sufficient to handle any unexpected situations.

In that instant, the emergency mage group had acted, deploying control, disruption, execution... A series of combined magic attacks were already executed.

All preparations made, even if a demigod were to approach, they would inevitably be annihilated on the spot!

...

It was normal for those guys from the Demigod plane to not understand how that "hole" was made.

The ammunition loaded into the "Twilight of the Gods" ancient demonic energy cannon was "Zosimus Dark Matter." The energy blast it released was also an undetectable dark energy fluctuation to human senses.

Dark energy, dark matter bombs, and the sinister rules of the "God Slayer."

Su Lun had already come across three similar concepts.

Because they were unobservable, even he didn't know what differentiated them. But judging from their different release methods and forms, he could deduce that they were distinct entities.

It was probably like the difference between elemental energy, laws, and rules in the regular world.

Those things from the dark world realm were indescribable.

And now, in the midst of a decisive battle, there was no need for the "Twilight of the Gods" to remain hidden.

Just as expected, this secret weapon fired a shot that pierced through the enemy's million-strong legion defensive shield.

However, this ancient artifact needed a long time to accumulate energy, so it couldn't be used as a conventional weapon for frequent firing.

Seeing the right moment, Su Lun had already teleported over.

A flicker of spatial fluctuation.

By the recently breached command center of the Holy Crown Empire, a figure in a black robe stepped out.

The mages from the Demigod plane instantly locked onto the target.

With a presence, a soul, a demigod expert... he must be slain instantly!

"Focus fire!"

Without any surprises, as soon as the black-robed person showed his face, without waiting for "him" to take any action, the legion's magic had already restrained him on the spot. Then, a destructive magic surge abruptly erupted, poised to turn him into dust on the spot.

However, what everyone failed to notice was that the skin of the black-robed person was covered in viral pustules, and there was a candle-like sheen on the surface of his skin.

When he had arrived, the magic power within him was already surging like a volcano.

Even without any external forces, it would have exploded on its own.

This was naturally not Su Lun himself, but a Plague God of Law who had been killed in Lington half a month ago.

He had made this person into a living corpse wax figure, and when he had stuffed it into the spatial rift, he had also cast the strongest curse plague magic known to this individual - the Black Death Plague.

The self-explosion of a mage of law, what tremendous power was that?

It was not just the uncontrolled explosion of magic power at a tenfold magnitude, the plague contamination was the greatest threat.

This was a contamination that even ninth-tier mages would go to great lengths to avoid.

Moreover, Su Lun had specifically inscribed void runes on the wax figure to prevent its exploding flesh from being constrained by conventional spatial techniques.

It would be like a volcanic eruption, sending a shower of plague-infested flesh into the sky.

...

"Boom!"

The black-robed person burst apart.

The mages from the Demigod plane thought they had instantly slain a formidable enemy, but before they could celebrate, they saw the flesh pieces enveloped in a foul wind sweeping through the entire Holy Crown Empire's command center.

The mages were collectively taken aback.

What's going on?

The explosion wasn't contained?

As the supreme commander of the Holy Crown Empire, the 'Holy Thunder God of Law' Hogan Chapman saw the dark red power of laws within the flesh and suddenly realized who the black-robed person was. His expression changed drastically as he shouted, "No good, that's 'Plague God' Humphrey Johnston's curse! Get away from it!"

However, it was already too late.

The flesh burst apart, and the nearby high-ranking mages were too preoccupied to stop it, instantly contaminating the space for several miles around.

Bits and pieces of flesh splattered everywhere with a crackling sound.

Landing on the airship, it corroded like strong acid, hissing and emitting nauseating noxious fumes.

And those contaminated chunks of flesh that splattered on the mages meant instant death for those below the eighth rank. Even those defended by magical shields found that the laws of corruption wielded by a demigod penetrated easily.

With the wind's blow, the stench of plague carried for miles, filling the air with the scent of death.

This wave alone claimed the lives of hundreds of elite commanders.

And that wasn't the worst of it.

Once the plague began to spread, the death toll would multiply exponentially in a short period.

"This is high-level plague magic! Quickly purify and disperse it!"

"Isolate the explosion area immediately!"

"..."

The commanders of the Ascieden Empire were in a state of panic.

Compared to other kinds of magic, plague magic was almost the last thing they wanted to encounter.

The reason why plague mages were despised by the orthodox magical system of the divine realms was precisely because their methods were too disgusting and left endless troubles.

This type of plague magic could affect an area for years or even centuries.

There was once a notorious plague mage in a kingdom who released plague magic in a city's rat den, which led to centuries of epidemic diseases in that kingdom and over a million deaths.

It single-handedly drove a powerful kingdom to its downfall.

Now that a Plague God of Law had exploded within an army of a million, they could cause severe casualties over time without even needing to fight.

The most correct response was isolation and then purification.

However, the area covered by the explosion was not small, and complete isolation would cause a significant gap in the previously unified war formation of the legion.

A dam is sturdy because every stone plays a vital role.

Missing one is a weakness.

In this way, the countless cannons in the distance would be able to focus their fire on this breakthrough point!

And that was indeed the case.

Almost the instant after the robed figure exploded, countless alchemical projectiles had already poured down. The already chaotic command center became even more desperate.

But the worst was yet to come.

....

Having just been hit by an unexpected attack and now this, the commanders of the Ascieden Empire's million-strong legion immediately sensed that something terrible was afoot.

Because they immediately realized that this was a clear tactic of "feint to the east, attack in the west."

Now their first round of strongest emergency measures had been used on dealing with this self-destructing puppet.

That meant the real enemy was about to arrive.

As expected!

Right at the moment the Plague God of Law self-destructed, another location where the Ascieden Empire's legion had been breached showed spatial fluctuations.

This time, three figures emerged from the spatial crack.

The million-strong battle groups had foolproof magic restrictions for energy identification, and the levels of response varied depending on the type of enemy invasion. Those fancy tricks were useless.

Su Lun had no second demigod wax figure to use.

They had come in person.

The strength of the Trident War God Formation lies in its three cores, which allowed it to continue support fire from the other two even if one was under attack and unable to defend itself.

As soon as Su Lun and his companions landed, they triggered the magical lock-on once again.

Not only the Ascieden Empire's Thunder Legion but also the Sun Legion of the Ascieden Empire and the Judgement Legion of the Golden Gryphon Empire provided support. A variety of magical instruments emitted beams of magical light in an instant.

Even though Su Lun now possessed pinnacle-level combat power of the plane, his arrival was met by rising goosebumps, as the sense of danger from all around was as intense as needle pricks.

All kinds of curse-level magic attacks came at them from all sides, unavoidable.

Whoever rushed in, died!

...

Clearly, after Su Lun and his team used this tactic to eliminate a million-strong legion last time, the enemy had learned from the experience.

This was a strategy specifically designed against them.

Su Lun had also long anticipated this.

Under normal circumstances, the only chance for survival now would be to immediately use the Space-Time Ring of Urobolos to escape.

But after teleporting in, he ignored the curse-level magic coming from all sides and started forming sorcerer's seals autonomously, "Ultimate Secret Art: Grand Puppet World!"

Just like before, strands of thread emerged from his body.

He still intended to use the same old trick, first taking control of the nearby airships' magic controllers.

As for the rest, that was up to the two beside him!

In that moment of grave danger, the cloaked figure next to Su Lun suddenly flung open his cloak, revealing an extraordinarily beautiful face.

Yet, what was eerie was that this beautiful face was crowned with a head full of ferocious snake hair. Among these, nine golden serpent hairs shimmered brilliantly, imbuing them with a divine sanctity akin to that of gods, yet also a fiendish evil that contrasted starkly.

This was none other than Queen Medusa!

Not only did she have a demigod's lineage, but her strength was also that of a demigod.

"Swoosh!"

It was the moment she unveiled her cloak that her amber snake eyes and the divine glow of her snake hair flashed, suddenly bursting forth with a gray light.

This was the divine-grade innate technique of the Medusa clan—Petrification Curse!

And it was the Gaze of the Queen.

An eerie scene immediately unfolded.

As the gray petrification light spread, everything around it turned to the gray of limestone.

Be it magic, airships, energy fluctuations... all fell into utter silence.

It was as though this part of the world had been paused.

Aside from the three individuals including Su Lun, the rest was shrouded in darkness.

With just one glance, Queen Medusa directly petrified the sweeping magical curse on the spot, instantly resolving the crisis.

"It worked!"

Su Lun felt a surge of elation within him; the most dangerous wave had passed.

His gamble had paid off, and he now held the winning ticket.

When they first met, he didn't understand what level the Petrification Curse was at, and why it could restrain everything.

But now, with his current level of insight, he recognized it as a "Rule of the Earth" that only deities could wield.

With Medusa's demigod-level strength, the suppression of her higher being's bloodline, plus the bolstering of ancient divine power from her nine golden hairs, it could be said that she could petrify nearly anything below divine level.

...

"No, it's Medusa! Don't look into her eyes!"

The high-ranking mages from the heavenly plane also recognized the unique image of Medusa with her serpent hair.

However, their shouts were meaningless.

Within the range of the curse's light, any mage who saw Medusa's true face had their eyes turn instantly to the color of gray limestone. Then the gray white power of the curse swiftly spread throughout their bodies, turning them into statues in the blink of an eye.

The ally Su Lun had brought with him blocked the fatal attack on his behalf, buying precious time, while Su Lun himself swiftly alternated the sorcerer's seals and the brightness of the nine-pointed star formation at his feet increased.

However, powerful as Medusa was, she was still only a demigod.

And although the Petrification Curse was insoluble, it, like any technique, required intervals between uses.

The greater its power and range of effect, the longer it took to release.

Just now, Medusa had charged up her gaze to ward off the sky full of magic and even turned thousands of magicians to stone. But such an extensive Petrification Curse could not be maintained indefinitely.

Yet, the three major magical legions of the heavenly plane were not equipped with only one set of emergency plans.

Seeing the sudden turn of events here, the Grand Commander of the Holy Crown Empire, "Holy Thunder God of Law" Hogan, didn't even care about the spreading plague in the distance. He personally wielded his magic wand and released a forbidden-grade thunder magic.

The Expeditionary Marshal of the Golden Gryphon Empire, "Wind and Thunder Sword God" Karlo, roared, "Concentrate fire, take out those three first!"

Prince Gorden of the Ascieden Empire, who had initially wanted to watch the Holy Crown Empire fail, also did not dare delay, issuing the command, "Take them out!"

The commanders of the three great empires were very clear that they absolutely could not allow the puppetry magician's alchemy to succeed, or else they would follow in the footsteps of that earlier million-strong army.

When the first wave of attacks failed to eliminate the three who had teleported over, the second wave of magical barrage was already descending.

Even if Medusa were even stronger, she couldn't possibly release another large-scale Petrification Curse so soon after having just unleashed one with her full strength.

If they were to be engulfed by this second wave of magic, Su Lun and his two companions would surely not survive.

However, at that moment, a miracle occurred once again.

As the sky filled with magic surged towards them, Medusa's face was cold as she continued to accumulate magic power, with no signs of hastily dealing with the situation.

On the other side, Mr. Jing made his move.

His long-prepared sorcerer's seal was finally complete, and with a light shout, he declared, "Divine Art: All-Encompassing Replication!"

That Queen Medusa was able to block the previous barrage of magic was entirely due to her racial talent.

She could, but that didn't mean others could as well.

A magical legion of a million-strong was enough to cause any demigod to meet their end right then and there.

Let alone seven or eight hundred million!

But what no one expected happened.

As Mr. Jing's sorcerer's seal took effect, instead of using any alchemy, a flash appeared in front of him, and faintly, an image with snake hair just like Medusa's could be seen. In a flash, that mirror image's snake hair released the same gray light as Queen Medusa's had just moments before!

"Swoosh!"

The scene seemed to replay itself, the gray light released in a wide area, and everything around turned to a gray white petrified color.

Mr. Jing had used his mirroring ability to perfectly replicate Queen Medusa's Petrification Curse!

The barrage of magic that filled the sky crashed into the range of the gray light and was petrified.

In the distance, the mages who witnessed this scene widened their eyes in disbelief: Can it really be done like this?

Medusas were already a rare mythological race.

Legend has it that a plane would only give birth to one Medusa queen.

It was one thing for her to have blocked a round of attacks just now.

But now she could also replicate herself with mirrors?

Before they could express their surprise, Mr. Jing split into three, instantly creating three mirror clones and protecting Su Lun.

Their alternating defense was already enough to buy him more time.

Meanwhile, aboard the various ships of the allied fleet, Yekaterina, Senajo, Mr. Hei, Number Nineteen, Bartolo... and all the others were invigorated and then overjoyed!

They did not know the detailed plan of the battle, and though a few might have guessed that Queen Medusa would come, none had anticipated the tactics Su Lun and the other two had employed to block the two deadly waves of attacks.

"Boss is mighty! Mr. Su Lun is dominating! Hahaha..."

"Charge!"

The allied fleet was in an uproar.

The plan they had discussed before hinged on this crucial moment.

If Su Lun and his two companions could hold their ground within the enemy fleet, it meant it was time for a charge!

...

"Success!"

The precious time that Queen Medusa and Mr. Jing had bought by blocking those two deadly attacks was enough for Su Lun to gather the formations.

Innumerable threads emitting from his body had quietly pierced into the various control cabins of the Ascieden Empire's Thunder Legion.

Using the old method he had used before, Su Lun instantly commandeered the command of hundreds of magic flying ships near the Thunder Legion's headquarters using the threads and his spatial ability!

In an instant, all sorts of magical lights went out, and the defense restrictions were lifted.

The alchemical cannonballs, which could previously only explode outside the magic light shields, now fell one by one, blasting apart the flying ships!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"..."

The splendid alchemical fireworks exploded inside the enemy legion for the first time.

The three great magic legions of the divine plane, akin to three lighthouses, now had one instantly extinguished.

More importantly, the stable structure of the Trident War God Formation was broken, and the defense was immediately reduced by more than half. The other two legions could only fight on their own now.

Without the threat of a million-tier legion formation, the pressure on Su Lun and the other two plummeted instantaneously.

Not far away, the "Holy Thunder God of Law" Hogan Chapman and a host of high-ranking magicians from the Ascieden Empire tried to charge in to stop Su Lun and his two companions, but they had already missed the best opportunity!

They were all demigods, how could they let themselves be instantly slain?

As long as they drag out the time, the balance of victory would start to tilt towards the alchemy plane.

Mr. Jing and Queen Medusa once again withstood several deadly attacks; although it was tough, it was still much easier compared to the first two waves.

And at this point, there was no need to hold out any longer.

Because Su Lun was ready!

He controlled the magic flying ships to attack each other and, seizing the moment when the enemy was plunged into chaos, quickly pulled out a series of spatial scrolls and barked, "Release!"

Boom, boom, boom...

The alchemical scrolls burst open, and tens of thousands of gargoyle puppets appeared in the air. They formed into a spherical formation, surrounding Su Lun and the other two tightly.

With the puppet army out, Su Lun also took a long breath of relief.

With or without puppets, his combat power was of two different concepts!

Now with the gargoyle protection, even if there were a million enemies around, Su Lun felt no fear.

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

"..."

Countless spells were cast, but all were blocked by the gargoyle army.

These hundred thousand were high-grade alchemical golems made of pure activated silver; simply in terms of material, their immunity to magic was nearly 100%.

And after forming into the structurally stable spherical formation, how could they be easily broken?

Within the puppet barrier, Mr. Jing and Queen Medusa took the opportunity to catch their breath, while Su Lun's sorcerer's seals transformed again, conjuring a massive cross in the sky above.

A hundred thousand gargoyles were far from enough.

To control even more, he needed to perform the Super "Puppet Theatre"!

...

As the alchemical cross in the sky grew larger, the magicians of the divine plane turned pale with shock.

They had previously heard rumors from intelligence reports that the alchemy plane had a Puppet Master who could match a million-man legion, but many did not believe it.

Only now, seeing it with their own eyes, did they realize the horror!

The gargoyle puppets were truly outrageous, essentially the bane of mages.

Just a hundred thousand was already troublesome enough, how could they let him create even more?

"Quick! Disrupt his Puppetry Technique!"

"At all costs, kill the Puppet Master first!"

"..."

The mages knew the seriousness of the situation and wanted to immediately deal with Su Lun and his two companions who had broken into the center of the battlefield.

However, Su Lun and his companions were not fighting alone.

As soon as he had broken through the barrier of the Holy Crown Empire's Thunder Legion, countless cannons had already targeted the legion, raining down cannonballs like a torrential downpour.

The artillery barrage left those ten-thousand-strong mage formations completely unable to care for themselves.

And Su Lun had made arrangements well in advance.

Without the interference of the magical barrier, Mr. Hei leading a two-hundred-thousand-strong Dragonspeak Magician Battalion from afar also unleashed alchemy of the forbidden spell level!

Their purpose was not to kill the enemy but to prevent the enemy from disrupting Su Lun's Puppetry Technique.

While the legion tactics of the Alchemy plane truly weren't on par with those of the Divine plane, the Dragonspeak Magician Battalion was the strongest magician battalion of the Alchemy plane. And with the enhancement of the superb war fortress, the Sky Battle Castle, it could be said that at this moment, no mage battalion of equal size from the Divine plane could compare to them.

Elemental Stealing, Magic Power Interference, Rule Distorting, Space Light Kill Cannon...

Wherever there was activity, Mr. Hei and the Dragonspeak Magician Battalion would certainly greet them with a forbidden spell.

And Makamul the centaur was there too!

This demigod archer was now playing a tremendous role.

With the absolutely safe output environment provided by the Sky Battle Castle, he became the nightmare of any mage.

Without the protection of a legion's magical shields, one arrow fired and there would certainly be an eighth or ninth-rank Sage of Law dead on the spot!

Just the sight of him firing one arrow after another terrified the high-ranking mages of the Holy Crown Empire so much that they hastily sought cover and dared not show their heads.

This also gave Su Lun more time.

Without the protection of a million-strong legion's shields, it was quite literally a knife fight.

It wasn't just long-range attacks; the Combined Empire's fleet had already launched a full-scale charge.

With the protective shield of the Holy Crown Empire broken by Su Lun's three-man squad, it created an excellent breach. As long as they could break through, then when the battle came down to melee and mixed fighting, the advantage of the mages would vanish, and the mechanical warriors would rule the field!

Even if steam airships and steel battleships exploded and perished under magic, and tens of thousands of soldiers died in magical attacks, the men of the Empire charged fearlessly towards the Divine plane mage battalions, determined to fight to the death.

They were sacrificing their lives to relieve the pressure on Su Lun's side.

Everyone was clear; the closer the distance, the greater their chances of victory would be!

And at that moment, the cross in the sky had already covered an area of over ten kilometers.

Finally!

Su Lun's "Puppet Theatre" was complete!

In the spherical battle formation, he once again pulled out several puppet scrolls.

Upon exploding, more than a million gargoyles spread across the sky, forming a massive battle formation.

Within this formation, Su Lun was like an emperor, commanding an army of a million with a single thought.

A ten-thousand-strong mage battalion?

Su Lun's gargoyle army was also a million-strong legion formation, where his will commanded, a million gargoyles would converge alchemy, reducing the mage battalion to ashes in an instant!

Seeing this, soldiers on airships and battleships were moved to tears.

They might not all have seen Su Lun, but they had seen this legendary scene numerous times in the newspapers.

With the descent of the million-strong puppet army, both gods and demons step aside!

That one man was equivalent to an entire army of a million!

"Su Lun's puppet army has appeared!"

"The Puppet Emperor... The Puppet Emperor has come!"

"Hahaha... we are going to win!"

"..."

This was the moment they had been waiting for.

It was as if all previous sacrifices had been worth it.

Onboard the Royal Numero Uno airship, Yekaterina looked toward the man standing alone amongst the enemy legions, her eyes shimmering with tears, and she murmured, "He has truly become a legend..."

Aboard the Sky Battle Castle, Mr. Hei's eyes also filled with satisfaction as he exclaimed, "Alchemy creates miracles..."

In the thunderclouds, Lei stood in the void with a slight smile, "Finally, you've become very strong, Su Lun, my boy."

Abel was extremely exhilarated, his whole body trembling with excitement, "The teacher's puppet army!"

Seeing this, members of the Dawn Group like Number Nineteen, Bartolo, Vazhovs, Barrett, and Lolota were all invigorated.

And Makamul the centaur, an ally from the outside, was so astonished by the scene that he dropped his jaw, muttering to himself, "This is ridiculously exaggerated... This guy can actually control a million puppet army..."

The Dragon Maiden Masia beside him also expressed her amazement, "Yes, before this, I thought these guys were crazy, that there's no way they could defeat a higher plane's magic army. Now I know, he's ridiculously strong..."

They had both witnessed Su Lun's tactics on the Sandy Plane and had been amazed even then.

Now, facing this million-strong stone gargoyle army.

They only realized,

that what they had seen before was merely that fellow's own combat strength.

Now, with a million puppets augmented, this was the true combat power of a Puppet Master!

...

The gods of the celestial plane never imagined that the people from the celestial plane would use the same tactic again, and succeed!

Gazing upon the overwhelming tide of stone gargoyles, the people of the Holy Crown Empire had nothing left in their eyes but terror and despair. Despite their two to three million-strong force, they seemed to stand no chance against the uniform ranks of a million puppets.

The thought of the gargoyles' near-perfect magic immunity was simply despairing.

But no one was able to penetrate the million puppet army to kill the controller.

Even demigods had no hope.

However, the Sun Legion of the Ascieden Empire and the Judgment Legion of the Golden Gryphon Empire still had their formations intact, and they still had a great chance of victory.

"Damn it! Can nobody stop that native? Are all those people from the Holy Crown Empire useless?"

"This is bad, now that the puppet's million-strong legion has emerged, not even a ten-thousand-member mage group poses any threat to him."

"This native's methods are far stronger than reported! Weren't they supposed to be mostly fourth or fifth-tier puppets? These are clearly high-purity 'Living Silver' puppets! Damn it, where did these natives find so much Living Silver?"

"Talking about this now is useless. Put away your petty schemes. While your two legions are still intact, focus fire and kill that Puppet Master first, and we still may win. Otherwise, if we of the Holy Crown fall, don't think you'll fare any better!"

"Okay!"

"..."

Just minutes ago, the three empires each harbored their own schemes, aiming to maximize their benefits while stabbing their allies in the back.

Initially, the other two empires were pleased to see the Holy Crown Empire suffer heavy losses.

But after witnessing the terrifying combat power of the million puppet legion, they immediately changed their minds.

They instantly decided to focus fire and kill the controller first.

However, at that moment, an unexpected situation occurred again.

Without any warning, a huge hole with a diameter of over ten meters suddenly exploded near the Judgment Legion's headquarters.

The hole stretched for dozens of kilometers, with the million-strong legion's shield failing to have any effect.

Again?

Seeing this scene, the face of the Judgment Legion's supreme commander, the 'Wind and Thunder Sword God' Karlo Lankrisas changed dramatically as he bellowed, "Everyone be on guard, kill all enemies who break into the formation!"

As he spoke, his gaze turned towards the cannon ports revealed atop the distant sky fortress, gritting his teeth, "Damn it! We need to deal with that floating city first, that cannon might be some kind of ancient forbidden weapon!"

Seeing this, how could he not understand that this was probably a force beyond the divine level.

This was simply a transdimensional strike.

However, as much as the hole had been opened, they didn't believe that the Alchemy plane had another group of peak combatants daring to break through like the three before.

Even if there were, they would not be fooled by the same tactic a second time.

Now, whoever came would be doomed!

And indeed this was the case.

Even though 'Twilight of the Gods' had opened a second breach, the Alchemy plane no longer had a second group with the combat strength of Su Lun and his companions.

But the absence of another group did not mean no one would take the plunge!

The moment the breach opened, spatial fluctuations immediately emerged. Not just in one place, but like a hive, densely packed rifts appeared everywhere.

Looking closely, mechanical soldiers with a metallic luster were transported through the spatial rifts.

These were the Super Mechanical Warrior Legions!

Yet the enemy was prepared, and even though the mechanical soldiers were made of steel, the moment they were teleported they fell into a sea of magic.

Like moths to a flame, they were incinerated in an instant.

"Eh… Are they here to die?"

Karlo, the 'Wind and Thunder Sword God,' frowned deeply as he watched. He had seen reports of super warriors before.

But the combat strength of these super mechanical soldiers was not particularly high, with the best among them being around eighth-tier. There was only one ninth-tier Golden Winged Warrior, but just one.

Merely relying on numbers for an attack could never break through the magic defense line.

What was the reason behind this suicidal method?

One by one, space rifts appeared, and as super mechanical warriors charged out they were annihilated by magic. In a blink of an eye, over a thousand super soldiers had fallen.

Yet as Karlo watched this scene, instead of feeling the ease of killing the enemy, a growing unease settled in his heart.

But he couldn't figure out where this unease came from.

Theoretically, no matter how many super mechanical soldiers there were, they couldn't breach the magic defense line.

Then why continue this suicidal onslaught?

Just as Karlo thought it was some feint, scanning the surroundings for the real attack, suddenly a strange green mushroom cloud erupted near one of the rifts.

"BOOM!"

The explosive force wasn't particularly large; compared to the continuous bombardment of alchemical bombs, it was even relatively mild.

Yet this explosion caused Karlo's complexion to change dramatically.

For he saw that the shockwave from the exploding green mushroom cloud had actually torn directly through the magic defense shield, creating a huge gap.

"What's happening?"

After all, Karlo was a commander and had seen a fair share of the world.

But even he couldn't make any sense of the explosion that had annihilated the magic shield.

This was an explosive force that exceeded his understanding.

Seeing the first self-preservation bomb detonate successfully, the Mechanic Warrior Cannon Fodder Unit charged forward one after another, rushing in like mad.

"BOOM," "BOOM," "BOOM"...

One after another, green mushroom clouds exploded within the Judgement Fleet. The once perfect legion defense shields were now riddled with holes.

In a blink of an eye, a hail of alchemically-enhanced rounds fire, tearing the gaps wider and wider.

The gods from the Heavenly Plane were completely stunned; they could not fathom, by any means, how such an explosion could penetrate the legion's defense shield.

However, thought of it or not, the reality was that after the defensive barrier was breached, the battle suddenly turned gruesome.

...

This was no ordinary bomb.

It was the "Dark Matter Bomb" developed by Jekyll!

This kind of bomb was extremely effective against shields.

But dark matter is highly unstable, annihilating upon contact with regular matter and requiring extremely high temperatures and a perfect vacuum to maintain its existence. Therefore, this bomb required ultra-precision instruments to mix the components and someone to control the timing of the detonation precisely.

Previously, only Jekyll had mastered this technique, but over the years, the Allied Empire had spent enormous military funds to research this secret project.

And the Mechanics found out that the bodies of the Mechanic Warriors themselves were like precision instruments, perfectly meeting the conditions to be made into bombs.

After spending countless efforts, they finally had this Mechanical Explosive Corps!

At this moment, the self-sacrificing explosion of thousands of Mechanical Warriors successfully tore open another enemy battle group.

As soon as the battle formation's shield was torn apart, the magic mages of the Golden Griffon Empire who once prided themselves on their invincible defense saw it vanish into thin air.

Not far away, the Empire's vanguard ships had already charged over, and close-quarter brutal contact began between the rival legions. Various heavy-armored Mechanic Warriors who had been holding back were now thriving in the battlefield!

The moment the two sides came into contact, those steamship vessels burst forth like beehives, unleashing countless bee-like Mechanic Warriors.

They charged fearlessly at the various magic airships, with no regard for their own lives.

The melee had begun!

Karlo Lankrisas, the "Wind and Thunder Sword God," and a host of high-ranking mages were also shocked.

They had never expected that the tables would turn so quickly; they were just laughing at the Holy Crown Empire, and now the joke was on them.

As mages, the last thing they wanted was to be drawn into close combat.

But now, that was the situation they were in.

And the only remaining intact Ascieden Empire's Sun Legion had no sense of relief either.

The defense formations of two legions had been shattered by two shots from ancient forbidden weapons; who knew when the third shot would come?

However, the disaster didn't stop there.

An even more desperate scene emerged.

...

Su Lun summoned an army of a million gargoyle-like figures, standing alone.

Mr. Jing and Queen Medusa had gone to aid another front.

Now with a million puppets by his side, Su Lun no longer needed any teammates. With the shelter of a formation of a million gargoyles, there was no one and no legion that could interfere with his Puppetry Technique.

Even if legions clashed head-on, what had he to fear?

Amidst the tens of thousands of the Holy Crown Empire's legions, Su Lun stood completely unfazed.

The tremendous computational power provided by the "God Profaner" allowed him to control a million puppets with ease, using those threads to command various magical airships to self-detonate in battle.

But it wasn't over yet.

An invincible legion was already formed with a million gargoyles, but it wasn't sharp enough.

Every moment wasted meant tens of thousands of empire soldiers fell, a massive loss for the Alchemical Plane.

So once Su Lun had secured his footing, he took out another Spatial Scroll, his eyes flashing with a fierce light: "Appear, Mummy Legion!"

"Bang," "Bang," "Bang"... the scroll burst open.

Looking up, the sky once again filled with a million puppets.

But this time, instead of gargoyles, there were mummies wrapped in bandages, withered with an earthy scent.

...

"What is that?!"

Seeing the mummies appearing all over the sky, the mages from the Heavenly Plane were taken aback again.

A million gargoyles had already driven them to despair; what were these mummies about?

They seemed... not quite as formidable as the gargoyles?

But the mages did not feel any relief, only despair.

What does it mean for one person to control two million puppets?

You must know that there are only eight million mages in the entire Divine Realm, and yet this guy alone is equivalent to two million?

Seeing these mummies—a type of puppet that has never appeared before—even the people from the Alchemy Realm are completely bewildered.

Corpses?

Looking left and right, they can't believe that these are something from the Alchemy Realm.

Even those in the Dawn Brigade who are very familiar with Su Lun have never seen them before.

But, having never seen them before

does not prevent them from realizing the might of this newly emerged puppet legion!

"Hahaha... Look, those are Mr. Su Lun's new puppets!"

"Isn't that exaggerated? Another million-level puppet legion?"

"Hahaha... The guys from the Divine Realm are going to despair, who could stop Mr. Su Lun's two million-strong legions?"

"..."

With the arrival of the puppets, the morale of the Alchemy Realm's side soared.

And as people were buzzing with discussions, the expressions on the faces of centaur Makamul and dragon maiden Masia, who were on the Sky War Castle, grew odd.

"Ah... I was wondering why this guy took out all the corpses from the Taris Tomb, so he was using them as puppets."

"Tsk tsk, the mages are going to be in trouble now."

"Yes, this guy is ridiculously strong. I'm afraid he's on par with a True God now."

"..."

Only the two of them had personally experienced the terror of the Mummy Legion.

The "Pharaoh's Curse" Formation could strip away water elements and draw out lifespans; even Half-Gods could not withstand it.

...

"Everyone, stay away from within ten miles of me!"

Su Lun summoned the million-strong army of mummies and roared into the communicator.

Then he began to chant a mysterious spell in his mouth, "￥&￥#%￥￥&..."

This was a universal resurrection spell for summoning the undead from the "Book of the Dead" of the Taris deity race and was key for the intelligent mummies.

As soon as this spell was uttered, a strange, earthy yellow glow enveloped the million mummies, converging into the army's formation—the "Pharaoh's Curse".

Suddenly, as this formation emerged, the million mummies swept over like a sandstorm, darkening the skies.

The outlandish scene unfolded!

Within the range covered by the million mummies, every water element disappeared without a trace. In an instant, even the seawater beneath their feet was stripped away, making a vast hole several miles in diameter, as if the power of rules prevented the surrounding seawater from closing in.

Witnessing this terrifying scene, the mages from the distant Holy Crown Empire fell into complete despair.

"Holy Thunder God of Law" Hogan Chapman recognized part of the mummies' formation and was greatly alarmed, "The power of a high-level curse!"

He understood, but there was nothing he could do.

This was a terrifying formation that even he, a demigod, found frightening.

"Damn it, how did these guys from the Alchemy Realm get hold of these corpses?"

In Hogan Chapman's heart, all will to fight had vanished, as the sight of these two million-strong legions convinced him, even without knowing, that he and the Thunder Legion had no chance of victory.

The Holy Crown Empire had brought just over two million mages, and the enemy had two million puppets—how could they win?

At that moment, he made a decision, "Quick, summon the Divine Being!"

...

In Su Lun's All-knowing Eye, he could see that a wisp of the Power of Faith was already drifting towards the sky.

But the million mummies he summoned were not for show.

In that instant, the million mummy legion and the million gargoyle legion charged in all directions.

Even if the mages coordinated seamlessly, could they match the synergy of Su Lun alone?

He controlled the million-strong legion effortlessly, crushing any ten-thousand mage phalanx they encountered with a single touch.

The Mummy Legion didn't need any attack methods; wherever they went, life spans and water elements were stripped clean, leaving only sand and dry bones.

The Gargoyle Legion, akin to reckless brutes, smashed through everything in their path; even if a phalanx of ten thousand mages could hold for a moment, the endless stream of gargoyles following could shatter them into bits.

The stand lasted only an instant before, like a glass falling to the ground, the Thunder Legion of the Holy Crown Empire shattered completely.

Su Lun controlled the two-million-strong legion, causing chaos wherever he went.

He first routed the Thunder Legion, leaving the remnants for the imperial fleet to deal with.

Then he turned to the battlefield, controlling the puppet legion once more, heading towards the magical forces of the Golden Griffon Empire.

He reversed the entire situation with his power alone.

And the last Sun Legion was broken open by Number Nineteen and the league of mechanical warriors, regardless of the cost. The opposing fleets had already collided; on the sea's surface, spanning tens of miles, they engaged in a ferocious melee combat.

Tragic, heroic…

This was an epic battle that would be recorded in the history of the Alchemy Realm!