Rebirth : The Alchemist's Path

Chapter 97: Sylvus vs Fallen Angel

"Divine Lord , this matter was personally witnessed by our clansmen. That Sylvus is indeed powerful, trapping Vogt within the Holy City and allowing the citizens to torment him at will," Ailer said.

The fallen angel squinted his eyes. He hadn't expected such a strong individual to exist on the Esral Continent.

"Do you know anything about this person's background?" he asked.

"We don't know much about his background, only that he runs a pill shop in the Holy City. The pills are more effective than potions. As for anything else, we don't know... and no one really dares to investigate further," Ailer replied.

The fallen angel nodded and then smiled.

"Interesting. A mere human with such strength... When I visit the Esral Continent, I will certainly meet him."

"No need. I'm right here."

Just as the fallen angel's words fell, a voice echoed out, and Sylvus's figure appeared in the middle of the altar.

Rumble...

Seeing Sylvus appear suddenly, the faces of the Dark Elf clan members all changed. They immediately released their aura, looking at Sylvus with astonishment.

"Who are you? How did you get here?" Ailer asked incredulously. This was their Dark Elf territory, guarded by powerful barriers and numerous clansmen. No one had stopped this intruder. And judging from his demeanor, it was clear he had been here for a while. Not even their powerful Lord Divine Lord had detected him, which was terrifying.

"Weren't you just talking about me? I thought it impolite to keep watching silently, so I decided to come out and greet you," Sylvus said, smiling at the crowd, his eyes turning to the fallen angel. "Fallen Angel? And you dare call yourself a Divine Lord ? Do you even know what a deity of the Divine Realm is?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding dark elves were confused, but the fallen angel's brow furrowed. Despite his considerable power, in the Divine Realm, he would be nothing more than a lackey. He certainly couldn't compare to a true deity. Since he couldn't be a Divine Lord in the Divine Realm, he could only satisfy himself here in the lower realms.

But he hadn't expected Sylvus to know about the Divine Realm.

"So, you are Sylvus? I didn't expect you to know about the Divine Realm," the fallen angel replied, quickly regaining his composure, a mocking smile on his face.

"Enough. I don't feel like wasting words with you. Hand over the treasure that lifts the Elven bloodline's curse, and I'll grant you a quick death," Sylvus said, waving his hand dismissively.

"So it was that Cornelia from the Angel Clan who told you about all this. Did she also tell you how powerful I am?" The fallen angel scoffed, a powerful force surging toward Sylvus.

Sylvus frowned; the fallen angel was indeed formidable. Even the power of just a clone was difficult for him to resist.

"System, can the Divine Energy Core kill his true form?" Sylvus asked.

[Host, the true form of this fallen angel is at least a higher Ruler. The Ruler-Destroying Energy Core can only kill lower Rulers.]

Sylvus frowned. Originally, he had intended to summon the fallen angel's true body, forcing him to hand over the Elven treasure. But now it seemed that plan was useless—he couldn't kill the opponent anyway.

"If I can't defeat his true body for now, I can at least destroy this clone. When I return to the shop, I'll make him pay," Sylvus thought.

"Sylvus, do you fear my power? If you swear loyalty to me, I won't kill you. I will grant you even greater strength," the fallen angel said with a cold smile.

"Tell me your name," Sylvus replied calmly, having made up his mind.

"Hahaha, I am Kipling Grey, a warlord of the Fallen Angel Clan. If you help me achieve my goals, the Fallen Angels will surely reward you when we return to the Divine Realm," Grey laughed.

Upon hearing this, Sylvus showed disdain. "If you're so powerful, why would you need the help of a mere mortal like me? It seems you're not as strong as you claim."

Grey's laughter faded, and his face darkened. Sylvus was right; Grey's injuries had not fully healed, and his current power was far from his peak. Moreover, due to the powerful means left behind by the Angel Clan on the Esral Continent, he couldn't easily enter it.

"It seems you are determined to die. Then let me grant your wish," Grey sneered, his power once again surging. Black streams of energy swirled around him, ready to attack Sylvus.

"Is that so? I think it might be you who dies today," Sylvus said, unafraid. He summoned the Celestial Cannon, the Divine Energy Core already loaded. With a thought, a dazzling white light appeared at the barrel of the cannon.

"..."

"I'll remember your name, Grey. We'll meet again soon."

"Die!" Sylvus shouted.

In the next moment, a white stream of light shot toward Grey from the Celestial Cannon.

"Seeking death!" Grey retorted, his face full of rage. The black energy around him also surged toward Sylvus.

Rumble...

Black and white energies clashed, and the tremendous force caused the entire hall to begin shaking. Ailer's face turned pale as he felt the immense power. Even as an Mage Ruler, he could sense the danger in the air.

"This is bad. Run!" Ailer shouted, quickly fleeing. The other strong members of the Dark Elf Clan also quickly retreated, unwilling to linger.

"I didn't expect you to have such power, but this is merely one of my clones. Destroying it means nothing. As for you, I doubt you can survive this," Grey said, sneering at Sylvus.

Sylvus ignored him. As the Celestial Cannon's attack surged forward, he didn't hesitate and entered into a void state.

Rumble...

The terrifying force caused the entire hall to collapse, and Grey's screams began echoing. The white energy beam pierced through his body, causing his aura to fade.

At the same time, the Dark Elf clansmen noticed something amiss, and their eyes turned to the collapsed hall. Ailer and the others watched the scene with grim expressions. They were waiting for the result—waiting to see who emerged victorious.

After about a minute, the chaotic energy finally dissipated. The hall had turned into ruins, and in the center of the ruins stood a figure...

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