Mechanical Alchemist

"Eh... a special sealed space?"

Su Lun had been keeping an eye on that Heidman’s movements and found it slightly odd to see her use necromancy to directly summon a sealed space.

Even now, as experienced as he was, he had never seen anyone use necromancy to directly summon a sealed space.

It was somewhat similar to his "Stanitz’s Chessboard," which created a sub-space.

But the space before him was eerily vast.

In Su Lun’s perception, this space seemed "endless"?

It momentarily made him think he had returned to a world like the Netherworld described in books.

But it was not that.

Very strange.

This woman had formed necromancy seals very quickly, unless Su Lun had decided to use a plain crystal to teleport away the moment he saw her, he would inevitably fall into her trap.

But he was determined to fight, naturally he wouldn’t flee.

...

Su Lun glanced around at the environment with his peripheral vision.

A desolate, derelict manor, reminiscent of the Storm Manor once in the Dawn Relic, looked more like a graveyard due to its decay.

This terrifying atmosphere didn’t cause any psychological fluctuations in Su Lun, but as soon as he sensed the strength of the space, his heart grew heavy. "This ’Curator’ presented me with a huge problem right at the outset. Tsk tsk... one really must not underestimate these hidden masters of Spiriton."

The outside world now knew that ’Death’ possessed strong spatial teleportation capabilities, so an ambush with spatial restrictions was completely expected.

However, this "Terror Wax Museum" still somewhat exceeded Su Lun’s expectations.

His comprehension of spatial laws was now extremely high, and he could tell at a glance that the situation was different. The rules of this space were far more "solid" than those of his chessboard space, almost like the main plane’s spatial strength.

Su Lun couldn’t use spatial teleportation to get out, and he estimated that even using a plane crystal would consume a massive amount.

Not just for him, the spatial restrictions of this "Terror Wax Museum" could trap even the legendary ’Thief Emperor’ Carlo!

This was incredible.

Such a "sub-space" naturally could not reach this strength of law.

What caused it?

Of course, the caster had a powerful treasure in hand!

Without a high-level rule-based artifact, this space wouldn’t have been so strong.

Indeed, opportunity wasn’t only available to Su Lun.

Others had it too!

Especially these top nobles like Luying.

It wouldn’t be right to say they didn’t possess a few specially effective ancient artifacts.

...

His thoughts whirling, the scene changed in a mere instant.

Surprised as he was, Su Lun didn’t give his enemies any time to react.

He teleported and appeared two meters behind Heidman, raising his hand to slash with his black scythe.

Before the scythe even struck, he saw that the woman had triggered a "Water Elemental Magic Shield."

The scythe seemed to chop into something gelatinous, encountering increasingly exaggerated resistance.

Eventually, it seemed as if it had become embedded in that very thing, unable to even advance an inch, and it was still a foot away from Heidman’s neck.

Upon closer inspection, the terrifying face of the "Ghost Bride" had formed on the magic shield.

Su Lun furrowed his brows and exclaimed in surprise internally, "Can elemental wax figures be used like this?"

Today truly was an eye-opener.

He also understood why they had chosen the "Four Elements’ Corpse" for the wax figures, as corpses that could be elementalized were indeed very convenient to manipulate.

Capable of fighting,

Capable of defending,

Simply perfect!

The woman clearly didn’t intend to hide anymore, flipping open her cloak to reveal a face full of magic patterns. She sneered at Su Lun and mocked, "Were you not looking all over for me? Now, as you wished, I am here..."

These words were not mere trash talk, the sound seemed to echo and linger in his mind, unshakable.

I am here...

I am here...

I am here...

Su Lun suddenly felt slightly dazed, instantly realizing this was "Wind Sound."

The abilities of "Terror Wax Figure - Sleeping Beauty" were not just various wind techniques but also included an unguardable necromantic hypnotism that induced sleep.

But Su Lun’s spiritual power was now so exaggerated that even eighth-tier professionals couldn’t hypnotize him; how could he be controlled by such methods?

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, he instantly cleared his expression.

As a deathly phantom arose behind him, an invisible aura also enveloped his body.

Dominance specifically counters all kinds of frilly elemental abilities!

With dominance enhancing his black scythe, Su Lun continued to slash down, and with a "whoosh," it was like slicing through a water balloon, sending corrosive black water splashing everywhere.

Upon looking again, a black cloak was left on the ground.

Dozens of meters away, Hedman had already removed his armor, guarded by the four elemental wax figures, greedily looking at Su Lun, "Dominating aura? Heh, heh, heh... Another perfect material for making wax figures."

Su Lun rolled his eyes as he listened, just by you?

He was just intrigued by this set of dark gold armor, identified as "Hell Tortoise Shell (Dark Gold)."

This woman was covered in a layer of metal-like dark yellow gleaming armor, looking like a... giant iron-backed cockroach.

It indeed didn’t look very appealing.

However, it had to be said that the defensive power was very impressive.

Su Lun also wondered what professional advancement path this woman had taken to use this kind of armor.

At this very moment, Hedman started mumbling some incantations that sounded like necromantic spells.

Looking at the chanting gesture, it seemed he was preparing to amplify it.

Su Lun would not wait for her to successfully gather the spell formula.

Knowing that he couldn’t kill this guy without a tactic, he waved his hand, and a gargoyle already appeared by his side.

One man and one puppet, charging toward Hedman again!

Just a few steps into their charge, the gargoyle "swooshed" and vanished in a teleportation, Su Lun’s hands flew in sorcerer’s seals gathering quickly into a spell, "Void Alchemy: Confinement!"

He formed a triangular seal with his hands and pushed forward, the spatial ripple flashed, and Hedman was instantly frozen on the spot far away.

The four elemental wax figures were indeed fine, but their weakness was still evident.

That was, just like the Puppet Master, the manipulator’s own body was the weak point!

Su Lun didn’t intend to entangle with these wax figures, he directly took control of Hedman’s body.

This guy was only rank six.

Previously dealing with her might have been a bit troublesome, but now Su Lun had also advanced to rank six, there was no longer the intimidation of rank disparity, and the power of the spells greatly increased!

Meanwhile, the gargoyle had already appeared behind her, fists punching forward intertwining with strands of chilling void rifts, clearly a move of "Void Rending Fist"!

One man and one puppet in coordination, simply perfect.

"Bang!"

Su Lun’s fists struck precisely on Hedman’s body.

Like a cannonball hitting a target, she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and was blown away.

The water elemental magic shield indeed could block nearly all physical attacks, but the spatial laws inscribed on the gargoyle were Su Lun’s best understanding.

It could be said to be Su Lun’s third hand!

Even though the puppet didn’t have overwhelming aura, it was inscribed with rank seven power runes. Moreover, the puppet’s core was an ancient top-tier "Four-Color Elemental Heart," fully capable of supporting high-energy bursts instantly.

Great force produced miracles!

These two punching fists were no less powerful than those of a rank seven professional!

Su Lun saw the gargoyle striking successfully, but since he didn’t see the "gray fog," he knew the person wasn’t dead.

Even if it was just a probe, he would never give the enemy a chance to breathe, so he controlled the gargoyle to teleport again to Hedman’s landing spot, and hammered down a heavy punch, followed by a barrage of bull-rush-like brutal outputs.

Those four wax figures had strong attack methods, each hand casting various rank six spells, but they couldn’t stop the fearless gargoyle.

This puppet, deemed by Sereya as the most perfect rune spell lineage in alchemy, wouldn’t just be all talk, would it?

Not to mention that most elemental spells were immune to its perfectly structured body, even if the body was damaged, the "Living Silver" material properties could quickly restore it.

The massive creature bravely faced the assault of the four wax figures, pounding Hedman with dense, rain-like heavy punches.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"…"

With noise like mountains cracking and earth splitting, the battle’s core, various elements were about to explode.

It was so exaggerated that Su Lun didn’t dare to get close.

This "Curator" had a bodily combat strength weaker than expected, seemingly having no power to resist.

But that seemed normal.

The physical fitness of mystical system professionals was inherently weak.

Originally having several indestructible wax figures as guards, she was nearly invincible.

Normally, no rank six professional could withstand the four wax figures and get close enough to attack Hedman.

But facing a gargoyle that was nearly immune to all elemental spells of the same or lower rank, and not fearing death, she was somewhat countered.

No matter your numerous tactics, I will break them with brute force.

A barrage of suicidal attacks looked like a completely overwhelming situation.

This series of chained tactics was indeed completely sufficient against a typical rank six professional.

But gradually, Su Lun had a bad premonition.

Because,

That woman never fought back.

And more strangely, in Su Lun’s perception, her soul’s fluctuations were still very healthy.

Which meant, after all this time, the gargoyle was completely doing futile work!

Su Lun’s pupils slightly contracted as he thought, "I knew it wouldn’t be that easy to kill him."

He shifted his gaze across the entire space.

His instinct told him that the method of attack was wrong, and it was simply impossible to kill this creature.

Moreover, if the place was called "Terror Wax Museum," could it really contain only four wax figures?

As expected,

What he thought might have appeared.

...

Just as Su Lun was still controlling the gargoyle to fiercely pound and look for a breakthrough, a sinister laugh echoed from the dark space, "Dear sir, you don’t think this ’wax museum’ is just to trap you, right?"

Listening to Herman’s laughter, Su Lun raised an eyebrow.

She had been gathering that spell just now, and it seemed she had successfully cast it.

From a psychological perspective, this was a typical prelude to a villain "expanding" their plan.

Especially certain obsessive artists who wouldn’t feel fulfilled if their work wasn’t understood, even if they had successfully killed an enemy.

Wax figures are also art.

Albeit horror art.

As soon as these words fell, Su Lun saw all the lights in that dilapidated manor light up, and his facial skin twitched as he inwardly cursed: I really jinxed it...

It was like a museum suddenly turning on the lights, brightening the entire manor.

Then, Su Lun saw a "person" standing at each of the illuminated windows.

Like action figures in a display window, there were thirty-six windows, with four empty.

Su Lun evaluated them, and they were all various "Terror Wax Figures."

"The Little Match Girl," "Little Red Riding Hood Who Ate the Big Bad Wolf," "Voodoo Snow White," "Vicious Prince," "Midnight Spirit Cinderella"...

Every one of them a piece from the eccentric legends of Lyndon;

Every one of them a masterpiece.

He randomly evaluated a few; all were of quality no less than the previous four sixth-tier wax figures.

Even the four at the top under the dazzling spotlights were of a higher grade!

Indeed, just as Herman had said, these were her collections.

No wonder she was nicknamed Curator.

Aside from being surprised, Su Lun was greatly puzzled, "Damn... Where did she get so many strong corpses? And, can she control dozens of sixth-tier wax figures at once? Who in the same tier could beat her? Even a seventh-tier professional would have a headache..."

Although Su Lun wasn’t skilled in wax figure creation, he was well aware that to make a sixth-tier wax figure, the original material must be of a higher tier.

That is to say, are these dozens of wax figures all from seventh-tier professionals?

Obviously, it was simply impossible to obtain that many corpses through normal means for Herman to turn into wax figures.

A series of doubts emerged.

Always used to overwhelming his enemies with numbers, Su Lun was for the first time shocked by an enemy’s tactic of using sheer numbers.

...

Seeing that the gargoyle didn’t harm the opponent at all, Su Lun also summoned it back to his side.

At that moment, Herman proudly introduced, "Hahaha, welcome to view my collection! After today, you too will be part of my wax museum."

As she said this, she glanced at Su Lun as if looking at a piece of a collection about to be completed, "This is indeed an honor for you. To be part of my collection, all are top-tier professionals~"

Su Lun ignored this woman’s overflowing confidence, but he indeed started taking the situation seriously.

Dealing with four sixth-tier wax figures really posed no great threat to him.

But what about dozens of them?

Moreover, it wasn’t just the problem with the wax figures, the most crucial issue for Su Lun, who had not figured out until now, was why that creature had withstood the gargoyle’s attacks so long without any injury?

Merely with the "Hellish Tortoise Shell" she wore, it was absolutely impossible to achieve that.

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The opponent hadn’t moved yet, and Su Lun also patiently waited, wanting to see what she was up to.

At this moment, Herman waved one hand, and an elaborately dressed elderly corpse suddenly teleported beside her.

This was one of the top four in the collection.

Upon seeing it, Su Lun recognized its elemental ability as the "A-003 Wind Whisperer’s" elemental power.

Herman seemed eager to share her secret with someone.

Seeing these collectibles, a pathological joy appeared on her face, "You must be familiar with this one, right? This is Herman Regaith from your Regaith family, a ’Wind God’ who died in battle twenty years ago. Acquiring this body cost me quite a lot..."

Indeed, these wax figures should not be exposed to light.

Anyone who had seen them, must be killed.

"..."

Su Lun rolled his eyes slightly at these words.

He didn’t recognize the person, but it was indeed quite surprising.

Then, Herman waved her hand again, and another wax figure from the top leaped down.

This was a figure dressed in an elaborate court dress, she introduced, "This one is even more famous. The queen ’Dragon Maiden’ Flora Golwen from fifty years ago, the top talent of the royal academy then. Oh, it took me a lot of effort to steal this from the emperor’s mausoleum. Fortunately, the Bonaparte royal family’s preservation techniques were quite decent, allowing me to obtain such a perfect corpse..."

Upon hearing this, a flicker of surprise passed through Su Lun’s eyes.

He actually knew about this person.

During a previous visit to the Royal Academy, this person was featured in the classroom corridor as a distinguished alumnus.

As this fellow mentioned, she was once the top talent of the Royal Academy, and her biography specifically highlighted her talent as the rare "A-001- Fire Thief" second-stage awakener.

Su Lun finally understood; this Heidman was essentially a grave robber.

Among professions, there’s one category called the "Grave Digger."

Most of her collection was acquired through tomb raiding.

No wonder she was the head of the "Ancient Magic and Archaeology Research Institute" at the Royal Academy—her job and her professional interests aligned perfectly.

Heidman introduced several of her proudest collections, her eyes brimming with madness, as though they could speak, "Look, what great artworks these are."

But she seemed to lack the patience to continue, and with a sweeping gesture announced, "And those… those were my past enemies. I turned every worthy opponent into wax figures. And you, revered ’Death’, are the only one below seventh rank, yet I plan to include you in my collection as a special material. Heh heh heh... feel honored…"

...

Su Lun always felt something was off with this person.

A mental derangement?

Possibly so.

But this woman did have her grounds for arrogance.

With these collections, she even had the confidence to kill a seventh-ranking professional—if she wasn’t boasting, it seemed she really had done so.

Sixth rank professionals were a very special group.

Unlike other professional thresholds, those who reached the sixth rank all possessed excellent talents.

Yet they were stuck at this threshold for life.

Like the former August, and the current "Curator" Heidman in front of him.

After progressing to the sixth rank and getting stuck, they often developed some unusual abilities.

One who researched vampiric techniques more thoroughly than the blood tribes themselves, and one who liked collecting "collectibles."

After listening to her introduction, Su Lun knew it was time to fight.

His goal was still very clear.

That was to kill Heidman’s physical body.

He already tried before; the four-element wax figures could not be killed as they would resurrect infinitely due to a special necromantic spell formula.

They also didn’t seem to have a soul like the situation at the "1911 Hotel" where Su Lun could separate and kill the soul.

These wax figures in front of him seemed to resurrect without any cost.

The aura of the four-element wax figures was interconnected, endlessly cycling with very little energy loss.

Su Lun didn’t understand fully, but to an alchemist, energy was conserved.

This situation, which defied the "Conservation Law," besides being influenced by this enclosed space, he guessed that probably a "Powerful Relic" supported this resurrection ritual.

Those wax figures could be ignored if possible.

Su Lun, carrying his black scythe, charged at the person aggressively.

To prevent the wax figures from disturbing him, he solidified his sorcerer’s seals, and upon unlocking the protoplasmic gear, an eight-armed spider spear appeared behind him.

A cross appeared in the sky; Su Lun pulled out a roll, and with "Boom" "Boom" "Boom", exploded into a bunch of rune-filled puppets.

Seeing this scene, Heidman from afar, with not a hint of apprehension in her eyes, scoffed disdainfully, "Hahaha, puppets? You call those broken woods puppets? Let me show you what real puppets look like!"

As she spoke, she began muttering that necromantic chant again.

Upon another glance, an extraordinary phenomenon suddenly erupted from the four first-level collection wax figures. The elemental forces within them visibly surged, gradually taking form, transforming into red, yellow, blue, and green armored elemental deities.

With a grave and majestic presence, these deities stared blankly yet seemed to look down on the mortal world with disdain.

"Infinite Samurai: Emperor of Flames," "Void Samurai: Wind Witch," "Rain Samurai: Teardemon Witch," "Mountain Servant: Will of Uraya."

Upon seeing these apparitions, Su Lun immediately recognized them and exclaimed in his mind, "The Four Servant Secrets? These wax figures could use their past complete abilities? That’s too exaggerate..."

Because he himself had stripped away the "Infinite Samurai: Emperor of Flames" spell, he knew exactly what these apparitions signified.

These were four of the top secret techniques.

He rarely used them due to his natural attributes and spiritual power not being highly compatible with this technique, which made the effects rather mediocre.

But here, with the four-element talents matched with the Four Servant Secrets, the effect appeared entirely different.

The oppressive force of a top-tier profession immediately overwhelmed him, making his scalp tingle.

Moreover, as he observed, the "Infinite" secret technique belonged to the Bonaparte royal family, and the "Void" secret technique was with the Regaith family; the other two techniques had been lost for hundreds of years.

To see them here?

Su Lun thought that Heidman must have unearthed them from some ancient tomb, bringing once-lost secret techniques back to the light.

Su Lun observed for a moment, then thought with relief, "Fortunately, they have not activated their domains, or else these things would truly be invincible."

A domain is a manifestation of a professional’s control over laws, more so an understanding from the soul rather than instinct from the body, requiring sufficient "wisdom."

Although these wax figures had fluctuations of a spiritual body, they were essentially vengeful spirits, undead, with low intelligence.

Meanwhile, a thought flashed through Su Lun’s mind: If he could endow the wax figures with complete souls, couldn’t that ’resurrect’ a person?

Even though still a wax figure, with both a body and a soul, that could also be considered "living."

However, reality left no room for Su Lun to ponder.

As four near-seventh rank wax figures appeared,

Su Lun knew she was resolved to kill.