Rebirth : The Alchemist's Path

Chapter 102: The Mass Tribulation

Hearing Sylvus's words, Boone's eyes gleamed with joy. Although Sylvus was unwilling to help stop the Undead invasion, they could become stronger with his help.

Boone quickly left. Apart from notifying the powerhouses, the most important task was preparing the magic crystals. Even though the royal family had accumulated wealth for many years, gathering this many crystals would still take some time.

Sylvus continued to recline in his chair, half-asleep. Once the shop closed for the day, Sylvus returned to his room to cultivate.

The next afternoon, when the shop was about to close, Boone finally arrived at Sylvus's shop with the group.

"Boss, the hundred-plus people are already waiting outside the alley. Here are all the magic crystals." Boone said as he handed over more than a dozen magic storage rings.

Sylvus checked them. Not a single one was missing—exactly 1,320 billion magic crystals. Outside the alley, there were 132 nine-star Saint Archmages waiting.

Naturally, these funds weren't provided by Boone alone. Upon hearing that Sylvus was willing to help with the tribulation, over a hundred of them had pooled together all their magic crystals. After all, the Undead were about to invade the continent. If they weren't strong enough, their fate would be death. Keeping magic crystals would be useless; it was better to use them to become stronger.

Sylvus looked at the group of over a hundred outside, then put away the magic crystals and nodded.

"Have them find a place within a 200-meter radius of the shop for the tribulation. Remember, it must be within 200 meters; if they go beyond that range, I won't be responsible."

"No problem, Boss."

Although Boone didn't know why Sylvus wanted it within 200 meters, he didn't dare ask. He hurriedly went outside.

Soon, the more than 100 nine-star Saint Archmages flew into positions within the 200-meter radius around the shop.

After waiting for a while, the shop's business hours ended, and Sylvus closed up for the day. However, instead of dispersing, the number of people around the shop only increased.

Word had spread the previous day that Sylvus would be helping people with tribulations again today. If it had been just one or two people, the citizens of the Holy City might not have cared to come and watch, as it wasn't an unusual sight.

However, witnessing over a hundred people being elevated to Mage Emperor level in one event was something they wouldn't want to miss—it was a scene they'd regret not seeing firsthand.

"It seems we arrived early. The tribulation hasn't started yet."

"Those over a hundred powerhouses have already taken their positions. The boss's shop has also closed for the day, so it should start soon."

"I wonder how the boss will help them with the tribulation. Will it be all at once?"

"That's unlikely. Even a single tribulation is already powerful enough. If so many people summon their tribulations together, can Boss Sylvus withstand the power?"

A large number of people gathered around the shop, and they were all discussing this.

At this moment, Sylvus brought Meylan to the rooftop, with Boone following closely behind. Boone didn't care about his status as an emperor at all; he even helped carry the tea tray while Meylan prepared Sylvus's chair.

"Boss, everything is ready."

Meylan looked at Sylvus and said.

Sylvus nodded and sat in the chair, grabbing a handful of sunflower seeds from the fruit plate and munching on them.

Meylan and Boone stood by his sides like two guards.

"Crunch… Boone, have them summon their heavenly tribulations together." Sylvus said while munching on sunflower seeds.

"Huh? Boss, are you saying… have them summon the heavenly tribulations together? But with so many people, if their tribulations combine, the power might be…" Boone was stunned.

He had initially thought that Sylvus would help them one by one. How could he have imagined that Sylvus would have all of them summon their tribulations at once?

"Get on with it. Doing it one by one is too much trouble." Sylvus waved his hand dismissively.

One person's tribulation would take about an hour. With more than a hundred people, it would take over five days.

He didn't have that kind of time to waste on them.

"Boss, how about we do it in groups of five?" Boone was still worried.

After all, no one had ever seen the combined power of over a hundred heavenly tribulations. It was bound to be destructive.

"If you don't trust me, then why are you standing here?" Sylvus said impatiently.

Boone gritted his teeth and could only sigh in the end. He knew that once Sylvus made a decision, there would be no changing it.

"Everyone, listen up. Summon your heavenly tribulations together!" Boone shouted loudly.

These words left everyone around them stunned.

"Did His Majesty just say everyone should undergo the tribulation together? He must be joking, right? With so many powerhouses summoning the heavenly tribulation, it will definitely be cataclysmic."

"I don't know if His Majesty is joking, but I'm sure Boss Sylvus isn't. Has the boss really grown so powerful?"

"This is madness. With so many heavenly tribulations combined, even a Deity wouldn't be able to withstand it."

The crowd was abuzz with conversation.

The more than 100 powerhouses waiting for their tribulations also had changes in their expressions. Some immediately stood up in protest.

"Your Majesty, are you kidding us? We all know Boss Sylvus is powerful, but if so many tribulations are combined, even the slightest mistake could mean the destruction of the entire Holy City."

"Yes, and if we die, so be it, but if the Holy City is destroyed, billions of citizens will suffer as well. Let's not destroy ourselves before the Undead even get here."

"Your Majesty, if you insist on such a tribulation, then count me out. After all, I'm confident enough in my chances of success on my own."

Hearing this, Boone was momentarily at a loss for words, and he couldn't help but look at Sylvus.

"Crunch… Anyone who thinks it's too dangerous and doesn't want to undergo the tribulation can leave now." Sylvus said indifferently while munching on sunflower seeds.

"Boss Sylvus, we can leave, but you need to return the ten billion magic crystals first." An old man said coldly.

These people had all but emptied their coffers to gather ten billion magic crystals each. Now that they weren't going to undergo the tribulation, they naturally wanted their money back.

Hearing this, Sylvus smiled slightly.

"What a joke. Once it's in my pocket, you think you can get it back?"

Without a word, Sylvus spat out a sunflower seed shell at the old man. The old man didn't even have time to react before a bloody hole appeared in his throat. With a scream, his life ended instantly.

"Anyone who doesn't want to undergo the tribulation can leave. I won't stop you. But if you want a refund, you die." Sylvus said calmly.