1484th "It Doesn't Belong to You."

? Wanrong Alchemy Division, the 13th floor underground. 35xs

In this extremely large-scale magic power refinery, at this moment, there are still many Wanrong Alchemy students busy, operating various instruments while checking the operation status of each piece of equipment, They are even making records, recording the reactions in the magic furnaces one by one truthfully, making a report, and preparing to hand it over to Luo Zhen for review.

After all, although the students of the Wanrong Alchemy Department are here to help with research, the most they can do is to help supervise and operate the equipment, which is commonly known as a helper. It is Luo Zhen who really determines the condition of this facility.

Who made every piece of equipment here was basically made by Luo Zhen, not only did most of the materials used were not from this world, but even the runes carved on each magic furnace and the various spells used Isn't it something people in this world can understand?

Therefore, only Luo Zhen can fully provide all the technologies here. In addition, Luo Zhen has taken various precautions. Even the most powerful Wanrong alchemists and research experts will not understand everything here. Luo Zhen doesn't need to worry about the technology being used here being stolen at all, he just needs to be careful not to be damaged, then nothing will go wrong.

It's a pity, as I said before, because there are people coming in and out here every day, in terms of defense, this place is still a lot weaker.

So, today, it's finally under attack.

"Boom!"

When the elevator door leading to this magic power refinery was blasted open, it shattered like an explosion, setting off a heat wave and explosive wind, all the students of the Wanrong Alchemy Department in the refinery were all frightened .

"What's wrong!?"

"What happened!?"

All the students suddenly panicked.

But at this time, the instigator had already appeared.

"Ahem!"

Blue blood continued to spurt out from the other party's mouth, but the hard skin on his body returned to its original state thanks to its extraordinary regenerative ability.

"Is this the place?"

Real looked around the entire refinery, and finally showed a crazy smile.

Seeing the huge and hard-skinned Real, all the students of the Wanrong Alchemy Department wailed.

"Magic beetle?"

"It's a magic beetle!"

"Run away!"

"Run away!"

The students immediately panicked and fled to the surroundings quickly.

Real also ignored these miscellaneous fish, striding towards the depths of the magic power refinery.

Not long after, Real came in front of the magic furnace.

"ah ah"

Seeing the magic flame burning in the furnace, Real opened his eyes wide, made a moving voice, and trembled all over.

The instinct of being an alien was telling Real that the flame that appeared in front of his eyes was the most supreme power in the world.

It is so mysterious.

It is so holy.

Although it has not yet fully formed, Real can feel that even so, this force is extremely powerful.

"Sure enough, that woman didn't lie to me, there really is the strongest power here!"

Real was ecstatic about it.

"As long as you have it!"

As long as he has it, he can become the strongest and tear that human into pieces.

That being the case

"It belongs to me!"

Only the possibility belongs to oneself, there is no second possibility.

Real's heart was filled with such greed.

Unfortunately

"It doesn't belong to you."

A cold and indifferent voice sounded right behind Real without any warning.

"!"

At this moment, Real only felt a chill down his spine, and his whole body fell into frenzy.

DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER!

An endless sense of crisis instantly emerged in Real's heart.

This made Real turn around without hesitation, use the collapse force, and cut off an arm blade to his rear.

"Shua!"

The wind whirled up, forming an invisible weasel, cutting through the air, and cutting towards Real's back with a sharp sound of cutting through the air.

However

"laugh!"

Almost at the same time, a three-color sword light resolutely cut down with a sound like an electric shock.

"Pfft!"

The invisible sickle weasel was cut in half by the three-color sword light and dissipated.

As for the other party, he only had short white shoulder-length hair and the veil on his head swaying under the dissipating wind, without the slightest movement in his figure.

It wasn't until this moment that Real realized who the person behind him was.

It was a white girl with dark skin, mysterious lines all over her body, wearing a costume of a foreign nation, holding a three-color lightsaber, and a pair of ruby-like eyes.

The white girl stared at Real, without any emotion in her eyes, which made Real's scalp tingle and his whole body tremble.

Intuition told Real that the girl in front of him was the most dangerous existence he had encountered so far.

"Who are you!?"

Real suddenly shouted sternly.

In this regard, the girl has only one sentence.

"My name is Altera."

Attila raised the lightsaber in his hand and pointed it at Real.

"Are you the Master's enemy?"

As soon as these words came out, a terrifying magic power surged out of Attila's body.

That is no longer pure magic power, but the same as Luo Zhen, high-level magic power compressed to the limit.

As Rozen's facilitator and as Rozen's follower, today's Attila has obtained the high-level magic power provided by Rozen because of the contract relationship with Rozen.

In view of this, Attila's powers have also been reborn and become more terrifying.

Facing Attila like this, Real was terrified.

Yes.

Frightened.

Being stared at by Attila's eyes, Real felt like being stared at by a prehistoric giant, and his heart was full of fear.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

In the end, Real's heart was overwhelmed by fear, and he couldn't help raising his hands high, using collapse force.

That was the last struggle Real could make.

then

"Pfft!"

The three-color sword light slashed down like thunder, cutting the hard skin on Real's body with amazing defensive power like paper, causing Real to be cut in two.

A large amount of blue blood spilled all around, staining the ground.

Real was slowly toppled over by the body that was split in two.

Whether it was magic power, spell power or collapse power, all of it dissipated.

Attila, holding a three-color lightsaber, stood in front of Real without knowing when.

"This is the power that leads him to the ultimate path, and no one is qualified to touch it."

After leaving such words, Attila just turned around, turned into a burst of spiritual mist, and disappeared.

No one knows that here, there is a terrifying servant who has been guarding it all the time. There is only a corpse that has been divided into two on the ground, and it seems to have died there, lifeless.