I’m Really An Alchemist

There was chaos in the streets.

Robbery, gang fights, riots, arson.

Human nature shows its ugly nature at the end of the day.

Kurd stood on the balcony, looking at the raging fire, his expression was calm, just drinking the red wine from the goblet cup after cup, as if the city was burning in chaos in the distance, the most suitable for drinking.

"Kurdish King, the spaceship is ready!"

The loyal subordinate broke in, got down on one knee, and said earnestly, "Please leave with us, we will definitely have a chance to come back in the future!"

Kurd raised his head and drank the crimson liquor.

He turned his head, and the corners of his mouth outlined cold traces.

Bang!

Before the wine glass hit his subordinate, the sharp glass splattered everywhere.

"Do you think I lost?" Kurd said angrily, "I didn't, as long as I'm alive, I won't lose!"

"Your Majesty..." The subordinate raised his head sadly.

He wanted to persuade Kurd to recognize the reality, but he couldn't say what he said.

"roll!"

Kurd kicked him violently, kicking the loyal subordinate against the wall, "Trash, if it wasn't for you trash, how could I have fallen to such a level, get out of here, get out of here!"

The subordinate clutched his chest and struggled to get up from the ground.

With deep disappointment in his eyes, he bowed to Kurd and walked out of the room with his head lowered.

Outside the door, I met Frieza.

"Father, he..." Frieza hesitated before closing her mouth.

After all, his subordinates remained loyal to Kurd, and he begged: "Lord Frieza, please persuade the king!"

Frieza took a deep breath, pushed her subordinates away, and strode into the messy room.

Kurd had already restrained his anger, put aside the wine glass, picked up the wine bottle with one hand, looked up at the firelight in the distance and drank, the wine splashed all over his body along the corner of his mouth.

"Father...."

"Why are you still here?" Kurd didn't look back, his tone was indifferent.

Frieza was stunned and said, "I want to ask you to leave together!"

Kurd turned his head and looked at Frieza seriously.

At this moment, Frieza seemed to sense a trace of remorse and concern from the other party's demeanor, but this feeling disappeared, and Kurd's eyes contained only unbearable rage.

"Fliza!" Kurd said, "Who do you think I am, do you think I will lose here, I am the heir left by the frozen demon, and I am born a king!"

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed at Frieza.

Frieza could dodge, but after a moment of hesitation, he let go of his vigilance and was held high by Kurd's neck.

"Do you think I really treat you as my son?"

Kurd looked directly into Frieza's eyes, and his tone was chilling: "I never cared about you, you are just a tool I use to pass on the name of the frozen demon, hahaha, you really think I will Did the empire pass it on to you?"

He threw Frieza to the ground and laughed wildly.

"I'm just treating you as a clown, watching you complacently, rubbish!"

Frieza struggled to get up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. He wiggled his lips and wanted to say more.

Kurd swept over with one arm, and the manic wind pressure suddenly swept away the entire room.

Frieza was knocked out of the door by the strong wind.

"Go away, I didn't treat you as a son at all. If you continue to disturb me drinking, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Frieza looked at Kurd's indifferent expression, he finally stopped talking, and stood up silently, a white fluorescent light floated from Kurd's body and landed on his fingertips.

Frieza took a deep look at Kurd, turned and left the empty palace.

Not long after.

A spaceship, rising from the palace, hovered over the city.

With the remaining subordinates, Frieza looked sadly at the city that had placed its memories but was burned by fire, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

"Fuck, no more wine!"

Kurd looked back indifferently, the wine bottles around him all burst due to his impulse just now, and the wine was spilled on the ground.

He finally showed a complicated expression.

"Your Majesty, if you want wine, I still have it here."

In the darkness, Da Ji held a bottle of fine wine and walked out gracefully.

Kurd frowned and looked fierce again, but Daji put her hand on his chest with a calm and steady smile on her face.

"Tsk, woman."

Kurd took the bottle and said no more.

Daji took two wine glasses, one for you and one for me, leaning on each other and looking at the boiling fire in the distance.

In the starry sky, Frieza and his subordinates stood on the observation deck, looking at the planet at the end of the line of sight.

Then, they saw the planet, expanding and cracking.

"Bang!"

In the empty vacuum, gorgeous fireworks bloomed.

Chapter 347 Chapter 103 Conferred God!

"Clang!"

The melodious sound of the bell spread in all directions.

In the center of the universe, above the galaxy, countless people are looking forward to it.

The ubiquitous nanoworms revolve around this giant circular platform suspended in the starry sky, and transmit the live broadcast signal.

At this moment, all the civilizations in the universe that can receive the signal are sitting quietly at home, watching the sacrificial ceremony of the new emperor of the universe with complicated emotions through the broadcast tool.

Joe Connor stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ancient bronze bell, pressing down the melodious and grand bell.

dong dong dong dong!

The guard of honor on the asteroid strikes square drums neatly, the dense drum beats echo with the low chants, atmospheric and mysterious.

On the spaceship, the spectators who came from all over the universe silently restrained the discussion and quietly held their breath.

They had never seen such a grand celebration, as if witnessing history.

Gark was wearing an imperial robe and a crown, and his mood was difficult to calm down.

"Your Majesty Jake." The waiter held the jade seal, bowed his body and said, "The important affairs of the country are enshrined in the army."

"I understand."

Jake took a deep breath, adjusted his clothes, and walked to the round platform amid the sacrificial music.

Climbing the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, the exhausted Jake came to the center of the round platform, knelt on the futon, and respectfully knelt three times and nine times toward the word heaven and earth enshrined on the square table.

Originally, Jake wanted to change the word heaven and earth to Yuanshi Tianzun to show respect.

But Joe Connor refused. He showed that Gak is the emperor of the universe, the top of the mortal power, and his identity is not different from the gods and Buddhas of the gods. The only thing he can bow down to is the heaven and the earth itself.

"Clang!"

The drums died down and the bells started again.

Jake got up according to the etiquette, and the Twelve Immortals, led by Qiao Conner, moved to the sacrificial altar.

"In Ai 472, the Galactic Empire expelled the brutal Kurds and sacrificed to the heavens."

The high voice of the sacrificial officer spread through the vacuum through magic.

"The empire will be here, change beliefs, and worship Yuqing Zixu Gao Miao Taishang Yuanhuang Daojun."

With the light sound of gongs and drums, the twelve immortals entwined their spiritual thoughts, weaving and drawing the image of the primordial Dao in the void.

Yuanshi Daoxiang sits on the endless space and time, his face is blurred, only the rising and darkness can be seen, and it vaguely forms a mysterious figure that has been passed down through the ages.

Whether it is the audience present or the audience influenced by live viewing.

All inexplicably felt that this figure was imprinted in the soul, and the mind swayed, traveling through endless time and space, and seeing the indescribable and indescribable Dao image that spanned thousands of calamities in the distance.

"Clang!"

The melodious bell chimes.

At the same time, everyone woke up from a big dream.

Dao Xiang dissipated.

Qiao Conner bowed respectfully to Void, and said loudly, "Ten years of catastrophe, life and death do not count, and God also has the virtue of good life. The Four Sages bestowed upon them the list of conferred gods, and received the souls of the primordial spirits. Today, the gods will be unsealed, and the order of the three worlds will be controlled!"

The Twelve Immortals, who taught the teaching, respectfully left the sacrificial altar.

Another young man flew up to the round platform in all directions, bowed to Jake, stretched out his hand, and a beam of rays of light flew from the spiritual platform.

Xiaguang flew high into the sky, turned into a scroll, and then unfolded.

Countless pictures flashed on the scrolls, which were the last pictures of the heroic spirits before they died in the Ten Years War.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister!"

In the Leiyin Temple of Mars, the surviving monks of Intercepting Jiao cried bitterly while watching the live broadcast in the sky.

In the West Galaxy, the Ginuit team looked at the live broadcast and was very excited.

They looked back, and at the asteroid where Frieza retreated, a divine light leaped out, corresponding to the Conferred God Platform in the center of the universe.

"The way of heaven is constant. There are three hundred and sixty-five immortals and gods in the Zhou Dynasty. The upper four divisions are thunder, fire and plague fighting, and the lower four divisions are stars and constellations. Heavenly soldiers have no count."

Green held the Conferred God List in his hands, and said loudly, "Where is the teaching Kirk!"

From the scroll above his head, a young phantom flew out and landed in front of the stage, bewildered.

He seemed to understand something, and knelt down in front of Green.

"Kirke, intercept the five generations of disciples, protect the country, die in battle, remember his loyalty, and consecrate Qingfu Zhengshen!"

As Green's voice landed, a clear light flew out from Fengshen and fell to Kirk.

The young man's figure was solid, his clothes changed, and then he gave Green a small salute, turned into a rainbow light, and disappeared into the sky.

Until this time, those unidentified audiences did not understand what happened?

This turned out to be a conferred god!

Those heroic spirits who died will become new gods and govern the laws of the universe. Even the mortals who died in battle have the qualifications to become heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals.

The audience was beating their chests and annoyed, they only hated why they didn't die in the battle of defending the country, otherwise this **** should also have a share!

Regardless of what others thought, Green calmly carried out the task given by Frieza, summoned the next Heroic Spirit, and began to consecrate God.

"finally come!"

Frieza's mind moved, and the primordial spirit came out of the body and fell into the void.

He sensed the ceremony of conferring gods in the distance. With the birth of immortal gods, the square seal of the heaven in Frieza's eyebrows became more and more excited. With the fluctuation of mana, in this vast starry sky, the phantom of the heavenly palace appeared.

The enfeoffed Immortal God sensed the existence of the Heavenly Palace and quickly fell into the phantom.

With the arrival of the immortal gods, the heavenly palace changed from virtual to real, and Frieza's primordial spirit surged, wrapping the excited special team members and falling into the heavenly palace.

He put on a crown, put on the robe of God, and sat in the Lingxiao Palace.

One after another gods fell into the heaven, and one by one immortals appeared in the Lingxiao Palace. Their appearance deprived the rules of the universe for their own use. road.

The Emperor of Heaven rules the three realms and controls Yin and Yang.

Only when he truly controls the Three Realms and the rules of the universe can he be called the Jade Emperor.