Mechanical Alchemist-Chapter 572 - 571: The Saint Heir Returns

"Everyone, look, the fog has disappeared!"

"Haha, it seems like we've left the cursed space?"

"..."

After sailing for several more days, the lookout on the mast suddenly noticed that the dense fog surrounding the sea had disappeared.

The view became broader, and the thick air of hell also thinned out instantly.

Su Lun also sensed the change and teleported onto the deck.

Watching the black mist rapidly retracting behind him, he confirmed that they had finally sailed out of the cursed space.

Looking up at the sky, he finally saw the sun.

This was a sight unseen in the cursed space.

The sunlight, piercing through the fog like threads of gold, spilled onto the deck, and everyone squinted, enjoying the long-missed warmth.

In that moment, the sunlight seemed to cleanse nearly a month's worth of tainted air from everyone's bodies, and all faces showed pleasant and relaxed expressions.

"We've finally come out."

"Yes, we've finally come out..."

"..."

Although Su Lun had the means to leave the cursed space from the start, being forced to flee and sailing out on their own were two different experiences.

This was an unparalleled adventure for everyone in the Dawn Group.

They were probably the only adventure group to have ever come out alive from that hellish cursed space in many years.

For anyone, this would be considered an adventure worthy of being called a "legendary story."

The sunlight on Su Lun's skin also made him feel as if all his pores were opening up in comfort.

Upon reflection, he figured the battle over in Atlantis had probably been decided, causing the cursed space's fog to retract on its own.

Also, the previous pseudo-god, "Lord of the Grey Mist," had been severely injured by Pandora and had lost the conscious effort to trap them, allowing them to sail out of the foggy area and thus out entirely.

Thinking about it, it was fortunate that their initial crisis had turned into a shortcut, leading them safely all the way to the deep parts of the Old Dragon Kingdom Ruins.

The Eternal Night continued sailing on the sea, the surrounding black mist growing fainter and visibility ever broadening.

Suddenly, the lookout shouted as if he had spotted something, "Look over there, at six o'clock! There's a mountain. My god, how tall must that mountain be, we can't even see its peak..."

Everyone looked over and finally noticed a super massive mountain at the edge of their vision.

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Upon closer observation, it became clear that the hellish black air over the sea was quickly retracting toward the summit of the mountain, resembling a giant creature taking a deep breath.

Seeing this, Su Lun knew right away that it was the legendary "Hell Volcano."

It was rumored that this was a planar rift left from when the planes had shattered, connected directly to the plane of hell.

Now, seeing the volcano with his own eyes confirmed the legend; the volcanic ash spewed by the Hell Volcano was responsible for the cursed space of the Hell Dragon Country.

...

Today, the sun was shining brightly, and everyone from the Dawn Group was sunbathing on the deck.

Several high-rank combatants met on the deck and struck up a conversation.

Looking ahead at the sea, Su Lun said, "Everyone, be careful. Moving forward, this area of the sea is a highly dangerous zone..."

He had previously obtained a map of the Sea surrounding Dragon Country, which rarely marked any dangerous zones on the outskirts, so bypassing those wasn't a big deal.

But nearby, there were signs of dense danger, such as two-star (★★) triple-headed bird nests, three-star (★★★) fallen siren territories, and four-star (★★★★) Titan sea snakes... even unknown dangers marked with skull symbols.

Strong monsters were divided into distinct territories, and almost any route they took would have to pass through some monster domains.

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

That moment, Mr. Hei added, "Another thing to keep in mind is that after leaving the cursed space, our enemies from the Celestial Plane should be able to pinpoint our location. Discovering that we've survived and left will certainly make them plan another attack against us."

Barrett interjected, "Indeed. The last few times they suffered significant losses at our hands. If they come again, we're probably in for a fierce battle."

Dora agreed, "Yes. If it's just a few ten-thousand-strong mage regiments, the threat to us isn't too severe. However, those guys are backed by gods of the Celestial Plane, who knows what kind of extraordinary measures they possess beyond our understanding."

Tanni: "The coordinates for location are now approximately two days' northwest of us."

No. 19: "The enemy must now also realize that we have a way to pinpoint their location. It could be a trap. Moreover, since they have managed to come so deep into these waters smoothly, they must be using some external force, just like when they had a contract with the 'Lord of the Grey Mist'..."

"..."

After a brief discussion, the Dawn Group developed a future navigation plan.

There was nothing too special; these were all situations that had been anticipated beforehand.

The only surprise was that they hadn't expected to leave the cursed space so suddenly and smoothly.

...

Meanwhile, deep in the Dragon Country Waters on a nameless deserted island, dozens of pirate ships were anchored.

If Su Lun and his group were here, they would recognize at a glance that these were the pirate ships left from Rainbow Island before.

As the members of the Dawn Group had guessed, the moment the Eternal Night ship exited the cursed space, the mages from the godly realm immediately noticed.

On the "Mesacks," a Sea King-class battleship once part of the southern naval fleet, high-ranking mages from the godly realm were discussing the subsequent route to the "Mimir's Spring."

But then, news arrived.

"Lord Augustus, those natives have come out alive! Their ship is about eight hundred nautical miles southeast of me, and it seems like they are chasing us."

"How is that possible! How could they have survived coming out of that cursed space?"

"It seems it wasn't them who came out on their own, but the hellish aura of Hell Volcano dissipated automatically."

"Strange, how could the hellish grey mist dissipate on its own? Didn't the false god say it is inevitably a one-way entry..."

"It might just be luck."

"But what if something happened to Lord Robins, who entered there and has been unheard of since?"

"Impossible. Robins is a loyal servant of the great Death God, Karas. Those natives, without strength above level nine, absolutely cannot kill him!"

"..."

After multiple confirmations, the mages from the godly realm still found it hard to believe that the native pirate group had actually come out alive.

Coming from a higher plane, they simply couldn't believe that a plane without even a demigod could have someone who killed a divine servant.

However, at that moment, a voice suddenly spoke up: "The false god must have been dealt with by someone from the Dawn Organization."

The speaker was a handsome, blond young man. A closer look would reveal a seam on his forehead, a closed vertical pupil.

This person was none other than Saint Frank McAdam, who had one arm severed by Su Lun in Old Lington.

Upon hearing this, all mages in the cabin furrowed their brows and immediately began to discuss.

"How is that possible! Lord Saint, are you saying... those natives could kill a high-ranking false god whom even level nine mages couldn't bother, especially within his home waters?"

"Exactly. That grey mist false god had merged with a thread of ancient divine power, not weak. How could he possibly be killed by mortals?"

"Moreover, his true body was that cursed space in Hell Volcano, unless a True God descended, who could possibly bother him?"

"..."

With that said, the mages collectively felt it was impossible.

After all, in their understanding, even a Sage of Law could not accomplish this.

At this, Frank shook his head, "Your information is too confined."

After a pause, a smile crept over his lips: "If you had really sent someone to gather information, it wouldn't be hard to know about the calamity that occurred in Lu Ying Lington. It was another high-ranking false god causing trouble, trying to condense a divine status. However... that false god was ultimately completely killed by a group of people."

A high-ranking false god completely killed by mortals?

Upon hearing this, the level eight grand mage Augustus frowned and said, "But Lord Saint, high-ranking false gods already possess 'immortality' traits, unless the divine power is completely erased, it's not possible to completely kill him. That..."

"Whether it's possible or not doesn't matter,"

Frank shrugged, cutting him off.

With a lazy tone, yet an undeniable authority, he continued, "However, this is a fact I have witnessed myself."

At this declaration, all the mages in the room fell silent upon hearing this assertion.

They would never question the words of the Saint Heir, nor dare to.

Frank swept his gaze over the crowd and continued, "That alchemy organization called 'Dawn' is not weak. You should have experienced this before. If I'm not mistaken, the Lord of the Grey Mist was killed by one of their members."

He added, "That must have been a false god. The divine path she practices seems very special, possessing a means to steal the power of faith from others. I've tried to use the Heavenly Eye to locate her divine vessel, but unfortunately, after extensive searching, I couldn't find it."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of all the mages hardened simultaneously, "She can steal the power of faith?"

This was a power that blasphemed against the gods!

Everyone immediately realized the gravity of the situation.

Frank didn't say much more.

After all, he knew that these high-level realm mages were inherently arrogant, looking down on the natives of the alchemy plane. Moreover, mages were not permitted to learn about alchemy, so it was only natural that their intelligence was limited.

Even though Frank himself was a demigod of the celestial race, he had to admit that alchemy was very unique and powerful.

He simply stated, "The reason I came here, besides the oracle from Lord Niedegro that we must find the 'Well of Mimir', is to capture that false god from the Dawn group and uncover her means of stealing faith."

Upon hearing the divine name from Frank's mouth, all the mages solemnly paid their respects.

At this moment, even Augustus, the eighth-tier great mage, asked in a tone full of respect, "Saint Heir, should I personally lead a team to wipe out that pirate group?"

Frank shook his head, "There's no need for you to go. As it stands, that pirate group possesses a combat power not inferior to that of a ten thousand-man mage group. Even if you lead people there, you might not be able to subdue them. Moreover, this area of the sea is not suitable for legion combat."

As he spoke, a divine light suddenly appeared in his hand, and a horn-shaped magical device surfaced in his palm, he muttered to himself, "Fortunately, I have the Divine Power bestowed by Lord Niedegro, no need for us to act personally…"

...

The Eternal Night continued its voyage on the sea.

Su Lun was not cooped up in the puppet workshop, instead he took up the task of keeping watch atop the mast again.

Having entered an extremely dangerous area, no one was careless, and the combatants each closely monitored their surroundings at their respective posts.

As the Eternal Night gradually sailed westward, islands that resembled bamboo shoots began to appear all around the sea.

The islands were lush with vegetation, although the green of the trees was slightly tainted with a hint of black.

The appearance of islands also meant that the local food chain would be more complex.

The Dawn group, chasing those from the celestial realm to the 'Well of Mimir', had deviated significantly from the original route of the Black Sam group in the latter half, rendering everything unknown.

This was a sea area marked with two stars (**), labeled as the nesting ground of the three-headed dragon birds on the map.

It was also the route that Tanni planned as the relatively less dangerous and necessary path to take.

Tanni and his mother had confirmed from the fish in the sea that this area indeed hosted some powerful flying creatures.

Aboard the mast, Su Lun was meditating cross-legged.

The rune-covered black umbrella was placed beside him, and Mr. Crow was napping on his shoulder.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, "Monsters are coming!"

After his spiritual power had broken through to the "Travelling Spirit Realm", his perceptual range had increased tenfold.

Previously, his soul perception range was only hundreds of meters, but now, even across several nautical miles, he could clearly sense the group of monsters approaching.

Yes!

It was a group!

Just as Su Lun issued the warning, the communicator transmitted a collective alert, "Class A enemy attack! A flock of flying monsters from the northwest!"

Suddenly, the entire Dawn group sprang into action.

Cannon barrels extended from the ship's hull, ammunition loaded...

The medical team, combat team, and logistics team, each group's personnel became tense and busy.

Although the footsteps on the deck were hurried, there was no sign of panic on anyone's face.

After numerous fierce battles, the Dawn group had become a mature team with strong cohesion and combat capabilities.

Then, a strange cawing sounded in the sky.

A flock of giant birds with three heads each flew towards the Eternal Night.

The leader was an eighth-tier "Tri-headed Dragon Bird (Lord)," followed by a group of equally fierce-looking dragon birds.

These dragon birds, creatures of dragon blood, naturally held high ranks, with the weakest being fourth-tier. They possessed steel claws covered in dragon scales and sharp beaks. Massive in size, with wingspans reaching a hundred meters, the largest was as big as the Eternal Night itself.

As these dragon birds drew near, their cries even contained a dragon-like noble presence.

When the flock of dragon birds dived from the sky, their wings forced the sea surface to cave in, creating a large depression.

Everyone on deck suddenly felt as though a mountain was pressing down on their shoulders, bearing the weight of ten million pounds. As the dragon birds dived, they opened their mouths simultaneously, spewing out a tumult of Wind Blades that merged into a tornado, lashing the Eternal Night with creaking noises.

Su Lun narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking, "True to their draconic lineage, such strong control over the wind element!"

Witnessing their concerted effort, he knew these dragon birds were clearly accustomed to hunting in flocks.

With hundreds of dragon birds diving simultaneously, even sea monsters stronger than them could be preyed upon.

However, these dragon birds were not facing mere food this time but a well-armed and formidable adventure group!

Tanni was right beside Su Lun, and her fiery temper wasn't about to tolerate these tri-headed dragon birds.

As the flock of birds dived from the sky and entered her range for sword strikes, with a "clang," a flash of cold light unsheathed followed by a slash of Thunderous Sword Qi, which cut through the storm of Wind Blades and severed the wing of a seventh-tier dragon bird.

Following that, with a "pop" sound, a blast of air exploded from the spot, and Tanni charged fiercely towards the flock of birds.

Meanwhile, Bartholomew, No. 19, Barrett, Hawkins, and several other high-combat individuals launched their attacks.

On deck, the mechanical soldiers and members transformed by the "Dragon Bloodline Potion" also roared excitedly, shedding their exterior plating. Their mechanical armors clacked loudly as they charged fervently alongside their high-combat comrades.

In an instant, blood and feathers scattered across the sky.

The flock of dragon birds hadn't even gotten a chance to act ferociously before they were slaughtered scatteredly in the sky.

Now, the Dawn Group, unless facing a true ninth-tier entity, was not something just anyone could bite into.

...

Su Lun hardly participated in the battle; such a level of combat was a major threat to the Dawn Group a few months ago, but now, after the members' rapid increase in strength, it was merely a slightly risky hunting operation.

While the rank of monsters here was high, the average rank of the Dawn Group members was also not low, and their individual equipment's luxury was probably unparalleled in the entire Alchemy Plane.

Before long, the hundreds-strong flock of Tri-headed Dragon Birds were slaughtered to near extinction.

There was no surprise there.

After the Lord creature was killed, the remaining dragon birds fled every which way.

The members of the Dawn Group then began the much-anticipated looting of the spoils.

The corpses of these high-tier monsters were extremely valuable materials.

Su Lun watched the crew salvage the bodies from the sea, his gaze turning deeper as he looked towards the distant seas.

He was not without a sense of complacency.

Without needing any premonition, everyone knew that the divine beings of Heavenly Plane would cause trouble.

The battle had exposed their exact location, and it was time for the opponents to arrive.

Su Lun narrowed his eyes, his thoughts whirling as he murmured to himself, "What methods will those guys use..."

To have the absolute power to crush the Dawn Group, relying merely on several ten-thousand-person Mage groups would not suffice.

Aside from relying on deities, what else could there be?

The monsters of Dragon Country Waters?

Suddenly, Su Lun felt he was on to something. "Lord and Overlord level monsters respect no one and aren't easily controlled, plus their numbers can't be few... Even using Divine Power, it wouldn't be easy."

Divine Power needs a vessel.

The stronger the vessel, the greater the Divine Power it can withstand.

And Su Lun now had enough understanding of the Heavenly Plane.

As far as he knew, among the mages invading the Alchemy Plane, the necromancer Yale Robbins he had encountered before was one of the most formidable.

After ruling out several enemies, for some reason, Su Lun thought of someone, his expression turning slightly strange. "That Saint Heir of the deity race should be quite strong by now, right?"