Rebirth : The Alchemist's Path

"What's going on? The barrier is already broken—why haven't you gone through?" Grey's voice echoed within the Tower of the Undead, bringing the twelve kings back to their senses.

"My lord, the barrier was broken by the people of Aisral Continent themselves. We feared there might be an ambush, so..." one of the kings hesitated.

"So you didn't dare to proceed? Hmph, gather the undead army immediately and go through! Don't forget what I instructed you to do earlier!" Grey snorted coldly.

The barrier had already been shattered, and these fools still didn't dare to proceed—how laughable.

Hearing Grey's command, the twelve kings knew there was no way they could refuse now. Besides, as long as they completed Grey's orders, they didn't need to fear any ambush Aisral Continent might have prepared.

"Undead army, hear my command! Charge!"

"AAA..."

With the roar of the black-robed undead king, countless undead gathered below the Tower of the Undead let out a collective howl. They turned into streams of black light, rapidly flying towards the passage.

"They're coming out!"

Outside, Elena sensed the movement below the canyon and looked at the people around her. Everyone nodded and then flew off to a nearby area, each lazily lying on the ground, basking in the sun.

"ROAR ROAR ROAR..."

The next second, the sky was filled with endless numbers of undead emerging from the canyon. At the forefront were dozens of skeletal dragons, each carrying a black knight. Behind them came armies of skeletons, zombies, and liches—an endless sea of undead pouring into Aisral Continent.

The sky within a radius of a hundred miles instantly darkened.

Seeing the undead arrive, Elena and the others squinted. These undead creatures were not weak, with many of them at Saint Archmage level or even Mage Emperor level.

After emerging, the undead naturally noticed Elena and the others in the distance. However, they didn't immediately attack, instead waiting for their kings to arrive.

"Hahaha, Aisral Continent, your king has arrived!"

Soon, twelve powerful auras emerged from the canyon. Elena and the others frowned—they knew that the twelve kings had arrived.

"Boom..."

The next second, twelve figures flew out from the canyon, each one exuding an aura of absolute control over this land. It seemed that with just a thought, they could turn the entire continent to ashes.

"Boss, I thought Aisral Continent had some ambush waiting for us, but it turns out there's nothing here."

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"What a delightful scent... that must be the Elf Queen over there. I can hardly wait," another said with a wicked grin.

"Hahaha, we failed once three thousand years ago, but this time, we shall enslave every living being on Aisral Continent!"

The twelve kings laughed, while the black-robed leader set his eyes on Elena and the others in the distance. A bloodthirsty gleam flashed beneath his hood.

"Foolish creatures of Aisral Continent, you could have lived a few days longer, yet you broke the barrier for us. How should we thank you?" the black-robed leader said mockingly, and the surrounding undead roared in response, filled with bloodlust.

"Adolf, do you know why we let you out?" Elena took a deep breath and looked at the black-robed leader with equal mockery.

"Oh? Then why did you let us out? Do you intend to surrender?" Adolf sneered.

Surrendering to the undead was no different from seeking death.

"Adolf, your arrogance won't last much longer. Are you ready to join Vogt?" Ronald said with a smile.

The twelve kings, who had been laughing, suddenly froze.

"How do you know about Vogt leaving the Undead Realm? Did he come to Aisral Continent? What did you do to him?" Adolf asked coldly.

Vogt's sudden disappearance had left them baffled. They never expected Ronald to bring up news of Vogt.

"Ronald, there's no need to tell them so much—don't forget our main task," Elena interrupted as Ronald was about to continue speaking.

A glimmer of light flashed in Elena's hand and flew rapidly toward Adolf.

"Adolf, don't say we didn't give you a chance. This is a challenge issued by the strongest on Aisral Continent. If you can defeat him, we will willingly become your eternal slaves," Elena said.

Adolf looked at the light and saw that it was indeed a challenge letter, written in undead script. When he saw the signature, Adolf's brows furrowed.

"Sylvus? Are you saying that the strongest on Aisral Continent is named Sylvus?" Adolf asked, frowning.

He had never heard of this name before. But just a few days ago, their lord had instructed them to find someone named Sylvus on Aisral Continent. Although they didn't know who Sylvus was, if their lord wanted them to find him, they had to obey.

Unexpectedly, upon emerging, they were immediately challenged by someone named Sylvus.

"That's right. We're just messengers, of course. If you're afraid, feel free to go back now—save Senior Sylvus the trouble," Ronald said disdainfully.

Adolf glanced at the others, unsure of what to do.

"Boss, these people seem suspicious. Instead of fearing us, they seem utterly confident. There must be some powerful means waiting for us."

"I think we should check out this Sylvus. If he's the one our lord wants us to find, all the better."

Hearing the other kings, Adolf nodded. They were already here, and they could wipe out the entire continent at any time. But this Sylvus, they had to take seriously. If it weren't for their lord's orders, they might have ignored him, but now they couldn't.

"Second and Third, stay here. I will take the others and go. If anything happens, be ready to attack at any time," Adolf said to two of the kings beside him.

"Don't worry, Boss. They won't be able to pull any tricks," one of them replied.

Adolf nodded and looked again at Elena and the others, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"But since we're going, we should bring a gift."

"Boom..."

As Adolf finished speaking, a massive wave of dark energy enveloped Elena and the others. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared, leaving only the undead army behind.