CH 119 The Glory Of The Alchemists

"This is the dock of the castle?"

The King stood facing the wind on a flat stone like a stand, looking down from a height. Blackstone Castle was built with a huge sharp and steep mountain as its skeleton. From a distance, the whole castle looked like a forest of iron spears pointing directly at the sky, with spiers and peaks of different sizes mixing together.

The place where the Devil brought the King was on the west side of the castle, where there was a huge mountain wall that fell straight down as if it had been split by someone. Under the mountain wall, there were continuous sand and wilderness that spread out. One couldn't see any place that could be equated with a dock at all.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Looking at this barren beach, the Devil seemed to recall the past. He took the King's hand and guided the King to touch the mountain wall.

"It has sensed your arrival."

The King put his hand on the mountain wall, and felt a vibration coming from the deep underground through the rocks. There seemed to be an indescribable joy in the vibration.

"It has been waiting for you for a long time," said the Devil, "please give it an order."

He handed the bone scepter to the King.

At some point, black butterflies were already swirling around the King and the Devil. The wind blew at the King's silver hair, he withdrew his hand from the rock, and took the bone scepter handed to him by the Devil. On the King's finger, the bone ring, a symbol of authority, had some new changes at some point, and the patterns on the bone ring became more complex and elaborate than before.

The Devil's eyes glanced over the ring, and he hummed an ancient melody in his heart while holding the black umbrella.

Greed and ill-gotten gains and pride and ill-judgment were back in place and reunited. This time, how would those guys stop him and His Majesty?

"Things that have been forgotten, shall all come out of the ground."

The Devil heard the order from the King beside him.

The pale cold moonlight in the sky condensed into a beam, gathered together, and suddenly fell from the sky, cutting down from the sky like some god's sharp blade, and spearing through the hard rock.

At the base of the Legrand First Military Department near The Thousand Knives Peak, the skeletons who were mining rocks rolled down from the mountain. Blacksmiths in the iron-smithing department stood in front of the fire and saw the hammers and pieces of iron they had placed on their tables jump and clank as they were shaken. The military designers on the experimental field had to hold on to the heavy iron cannons to stand firm amidst the shaking of the ground.

Everyone looked at the Blackstone Castle where the beam of light fell, not knowing what happened there.

"Minister! Look, Minister!"

A military designer suddenly shouted, and he pointed to the sky.

"The sky——the sky is broken!"

His voice was sharp and shrill, frightened and shocked.

Everyone raised their heads upon hearing the voice.

In the dark red sky, the beam of light had gradually dissipated. Instead, a crimson and almost black crack appeared in the sky instead, and there was a ray of molten gold-like light spilling from the crack, getting brighter and brighter, and finally as if the sky couldn't bear the pressure, the blocked things burst out from the crack.

At that moment, Raul only felt that he saw a long river.

It was not the Milky Way flowing down from the crack, but like a crack in the thick soil, the magma that had been suppressed in the depths of the earth for thousands of years roaring out and turning into a waterfall, connecting the sky and the earth. Compared with that long river of magma, the rain of sulfur and fire that fell from the sky in the past instantly appeared more like a drizzle.

A long river of lava cascaded towards Blackstone Castle.

Everyone could only hear the sound of rushing water like waves, and they looked at each other in amazement.

Click.

With a slight sound, the Devil opened the black umbrella and held it above the King's head, blocking the rain of magma for the King. The place where they stood was just right, on the sharp cliff, and the magma waterfall spilled down over their heads, continuously pouring into the barren rocky beach at the bottom of the cliff.

The vicissitudes of life that could only be completed in hundreds of millions of years were being staged in front of the King at that moment.

With the filling of magma, an increasingly large lake gradually appeared under the black rock cliff, and it continued to encroach outwards, like a dry seabed slowly recovering. The magma poured from the sky created thousands of layers of huge waves, and hit the hard cliff with great force, rumbling like thunder.

"How can it be a dock without the sea?"

The Devil explained to the King with a smile.

The King stared at the gradually accumulating magma sea of fire, in which a huge black shadow slowly floated upwards.

Raul and the others couldn't see clearly what happened after the moonlight beam fell just now, but the King and the Devil could see it clearly. The beam of light cut through the solid rock on the ground like a sword, and something was slowly rising from the ground.

——That was the dock of the castle.

"Splash", "splash", amidst the loud sound of water, the dock that had been buried underground for many years broke through the billowing sea of fire and appeared in front of the King bit by bit.

The walls on both sides of the gigantic dock were as high as hills, and the front and rear ends were open. It floated on the sea of fire, shaped like a huge sunken ship. Above the dock, there were many closed compartments divided vertically and horizontally. The metal winch rotated, and the friction made a screeching sound. The water tanks of the dock were opened one by one, and the magma was discharged from the front and rear ends along the exquisitely designed drainage grooves. As the magma was gradually drained away, the entire dock, which was as huge as a small town, was completely visible again.

"Your battleships are here."

The Devil raised his umbrella, looked up into the sky and said to the King.

At this time, the barren beach on the west side of Blackstone Castle had been covered by magma, turning into a sea of molten gold. The magma falling from the sky gradually lessened, and finally turned from rivers and waterfalls into a pouring rain of fire.

And from the crack, several black shadows sailed out, heading towards the Blackstone Castle, getting closer and closer.

The King looked up, and he somewhat understood why the Devil said that they would surprise the lords. The gradually enlarged shadow of the battleships were reflected in his pupils.

From Blackstone Castle to the military heavy industry base, everyone was looking up to the sky, and they saw——

An evil dragon.

………………

Witch Griselda and Captain Hawkins stood on the deck, the sailors staggering to and fro. After they sailed into the whirlpool that appeared in the open sea, everything went dark. Only the sound of rumbling water could be heard in their ears, and the ghost ship was shrouded in a layer of black mist like a dome. They didn't know what the sound of water outside was, they just felt that the world was spinning.

Time seemed to have passed as long as a century.

Gradually, the sense of dizziness of constant rotation finally disappeared, and after the hull shook, they felt themselves rushing out of the tunnel-like vortex.

The thick black mist covering the ghost ship seeped into the gaps of the ghost ship's hull like flowing water, and the vision of Griselda and Hawkins gradually ceased to be completely dark.

They had arrived in hell.

When this cognition flashed through their minds, they soon realized that they were floating in the sky. Over their heads was a dark red and depressing sky, as if it was just within reach, and a huge, thin and cold crescent moon hung not far from them. There were also large swaths of fireballs falling around them, and the air was cold and dry and full of an acrid scent.

As Griselda quickly surveyed this true hell, she heard the pirates exclaim.

"Jenny? Jenny?"

Feeling something, Griselda subconsciously took two steps on the deck, calling out to the autonomous consciousness of the ghost ship with which she had a special contract.

But before Jenny could answer her, Griselda had already seen the changes on the ghost ship.

The decks turned over one by one, and liquid metal flowed out from nowhere, covering the spliced wooden boards. Some pirates were caught off guard and fell from the deck into the cabin. Just as the pirates exclaimed, the ancient ghost ship seemed to have wiped off a thick layer of dust, revealing a brand new brilliance.

In a short moment, the ancient wooden ship turned into a huge black iron ship that they had never seen before.

"What happened?"

Hawkins put his hand on the railing, and the cold touch told him that he was seeing correctly, and the railing had turned into cold metal.

Griselda was not able to get an answer from Jenny because the changes were still going on.

A series of "click", "click" like gears sounded. Under the surprised eyes of the pirates, every structure of the ghost ship's hull was rapidly changing and expanding, giving people the feeling that the bones that had been curled up for a long time were being unfolded one by one. The deck was extended, the mast was raised, and the giant sails like dragon scales were raised automatically, while on both sides of the hull, the slanted and drooping oars were raised automatically, and the liquid metal also covered them.

The oars showed jaw-dropping changes. They were brought together to form iron bones like bat wings, and the black iron spread thinly, covering those iron bones, like sails and like wings. After the last piece was reassembled, gigantic wings spread out on both sides of the hull——how could these be bat wings, they were so ferocious and huge, more like the wings of a legendary dragon instead.

It was indeed a dragon.

The hull was still deforming, the dragon bones of the hull was bent upwards, and the ramming angle on the bow imitating the dragon became lifelike at this moment, as ferocious and majestic as the rebirth of the dragon. The metal mechanism turned, and the dragon head on the bow let out a frightening roar.

It had been covered in dust for thousands of years, but one day the dust finally faded away, and the taboo works of alchemists thousands of years ago finally reappeared in the world.

This was the work of mortals who truly frightened and angered the high gods for the first time in the age when the gods prevailed.

The Dragon Wing Battleship.

As long as anyone sees it, they would never doubt why in the age of legends, alchemists were regarded as the strongest power of mankind. They had wisdom beyond imagination, wonderful ideas, and arrogant pride. When the evil dragon flew over people's heads, ordinary people trembled and crawled on the ground, but the alchemists traced the shape of the evil dragon and proudly created  wings that belonged to humans.

They were the genius representatives of human beings in the age of legends.

They created the Dragon Wing Battleship, giving human beings the wings to soar into the sky.

Four Dragon Wing Battleships lined up in the sky, casting huge shadows. The dragon head of Blackstone Castle sensed something, raised itself upwards again, and roared to the sky.

The sky and the earth were full of the roars of dragons.

The majestic creations of the ancient times shocked the viewers thousands of years later, the magma galloped and converged into a mighty river, and mortals slaved the dragon to maneuver in the sky.

All the sleeping, lurking, and buried things would eventually break out of the ground and be reborn from the ashes.