Mechanical Alchemist

"Damn it! Smoker Sanbu is the mole from the Cross Society!"

Su Lun reconstructed the truth of the whole situation in his mind. The more he thought about it, the pieces fell into place.

If Miller was not the real mole, then the one who could order him to kill the captives had to be an executive.

Even though several executives from the Cross Society were not in town at the time, no one would suspect this old member of the Cross Society.

But the secret Kai had told him made Su Lun immediately certain that Smoker was the mole!

Su Lun was sure that Kai had no knowledge of this. So... now that he had been taken away, could it be that Smoker actually valued his talents and planned to spare Kai's life?

Although he didn't know what Kai would face after being led away, it wasn't what Su Lun needed to think about right now.

He knew very well that once "Isaac's Alchemy Manuscript" was indeed in this batch of goods, the moment it was found would be the moment of death for the people in this warehouse!

...

Maybe the other party just wanted the goods and wasn't planning to kill anyone?

No.

Su Lun had no illusions because he had already felt the intent to kill.

His gaze swept through the layout of the warehouse again and suddenly felt that the situation was very bad.

Their position was right in the middle of the warehouse. If enemies outside stormed in, they would be caught in a crossfire from all directions.

Even using the train carriages as a cover, they would only be awaiting death.

He thought the other employees of the trading company probably wouldn't be a big problem, but this old butler who was flipping through notebooks definitely was.

Su Lun had originally thought that the barely noticeable sense of disgust was due to the innate superiority complex of the inner city people towards those from the outer city. Now he realized it was a hint of murderous intent.

Thinking of this, Su Lun also slowly moved closer and then, pretending to help, crawled into the train carriage. Although these carriages were not special anti-explosion types, they could still largely withstand a spray of bullets.

At that moment, the old butler was still searching through a pile of books.

Suddenly, he picked up a thick tome with a black and gold embossed cover, seemingly finding a certain mark, and his expression subtly changed.

Right then, the old butler did something that seemed very normal: he took off his hat.

Su Lun, who had been carefully watching his every move, noticed this and his pupils suddenly contracted.

This guy was signaling someone!
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Seeing this, he no longer waited but took the initiative to ask, "Butler Jackson, have you found what you were looking for?"

Upon hearing this, the old butler's expression drastically changed, and he looked at Su Lun inside the carriage in disbelief.

And just in that moment, the sense of disgust in Su Lun's perception suddenly turned into sharp "intents to kill"!

Almost the moment he sensed the murderous intent, Su Lun didn't give the old butler any chance to strike. He swiftly drew his pistol from his waist and with a "bang," shot the old butler's head off.

The man died instantly.

....

When Su Lun suddenly erupted in murder, whether it were the Cross Society's escort members or those employees who followed the old butler, all were stunned.

Looking at the body with its head blown open, everyone thought Su Lun had gone mad. They were just about to scold him when they saw Su Lun throw out a few smoke grenades, which burst open with a bang.

"Damn, what are you doing!"

"Are you crazy!"

"..."

A series of curses broke out and then abruptly stopped.

Because, before the smoke even fully obscured their vision, the warehouse door was suddenly kicked open with force.

A group of men in plaid vest suits, wearing gloves and newsboy caps, filed in, wielding "Black Wheel submachine guns," and without a word, they sprayed a barrage of gunfire at the trucks in the center of the warehouse!

Ratatat...

Over a dozen submachine guns firing in unison, more than a dozen people standing next to the trucks didn't even have a chance to react before being turned into a sieve.

After more than ten seconds, when the drum magazines ran out of bullets, the sound of cocks clicking as they reloaded echoed throughout the warehouse.

The gunmen, obviously well-trained, eyed the spreading smoke, suspecting that the reloading break might provide the enemy with a chance to strike. Some were reloading, while others drew handguns from their waists, cautiously closing in on the smoke-filled truck.

In the depths of the truck carriage, hidden behind a metal sculpture, Su Lun was quietly counting something to himself: "Three in the front, five on the flank, eight near the truck head..."

He pinpointed the enemy footsteps and suddenly made his move.

Gunshots suddenly exploded from within the smoke.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Three rapid gunshots and without seeing a single shadow, the three men approaching the truck were precisely hit.

The group of men in black was caught off guard but immediately returned fire, covering the fog with a barrage of bullets.

But in the next instant a vague shadow that looked like an eight-armed monster suddenly burst out from the smoke, moving incredibly fast.

Before the two men in black who had just gathered to block the truck could even see what it was, they were suddenly impaled through the chest by two spider spears and died instantly!

The men in black quickly reacted, trying to focus their fire on Su Lun. But Su Lun, using eight-armed spider spears to move, while his hands remained free, fired back.

[Malicious Perception]allowed him to precisely locate the positions of the enemy gunmen, continuously pulling the trigger to kill.

Bang, bang, bang...

The fierce exchange continued, with gunfire reverberating through the empty warehouse, resounding heavily.

If it had been the outer city, these more than ten gunmen would have been easy for Su Lun to kill and break through. After all, ordinary human reflexes and shooting skills posed a very limited threat to him now.

But!

The bullets that could have killed ten gang gunmen in the outer city only killed one person. The other bullets either missed or were dodged by those men, only hitting non-lethal areas...

"They're all professionals!"

Su Lun saw this, and internally he dreaded the worst. He had no intention of fighting it out, but rather, he fought as he retreated. The Eight-Armed Spider Spear vibrated at a high frequency during movement, creating a blur of shadows.

He didn't dare to rush out through the main gate of the warehouse; instead, he sprinted towards the nearest support pillar, rapidly climbed up it with the crisscrossing Eight-Armed Spider Spear, and disappeared in a wisp of smoke.

At this moment, the Eight-Armed Spider Spear installation demonstrated its astonishing effectiveness for escape, climbing walls and poles as if walking on flat ground.

.....

Su Lun had preempted by catching the group of men in black off guard.

After he dashed out of the car, his exceptional Spider installation and precise marksmanship elicited a soft gasp from the men in black.

They had thought the ambush was foolproof, yet they had lost five men and injured three at first contact?

Wasn't there supposed to be just one professional in the convoy?

What was the deal with this Spider-Man?

Moreover, since when did such formidable first-tier professionals appear in the outer city?

Despite the emergence of many questions, the leader of the men in black did not slow his movements.

"Heh, how could I possibly let you escape?"

As a look of scorn flickered across his eyes, his hands had already formed the sorcerer's seals.

In the next instant, a deep blue Hexagram Alchemy Array suddenly lit up beneath his feet. The moment the array's glow appeared, the vast warehouse suddenly felt like a cold wave had arrived, and the temperature plummeted drastically.

Meanwhile, Su Lun continued his strenuous effort to dodge bullets while climbing around the iron pillar, occasionally managing to fire back a few shots, which made some of the men in black dodge and flee.

Just then, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye of the man standing on the Hexagram Array and inwardly cursed, "A second-tier professional!"

Such complex sorcerer's seals were clearly of a second-tier spell.

This meant that the man was definitely a second-tier professional!

Furthermore, the second-tier ice spell seemed extraordinarily powerful. Not only did Su Lun feel the temperature drastically drop, but a chilling sense of impending death also made his skin crawl.

Without hesitation, Su Lun raised his hand and fired two rapid shots at the man in an attempt to disrupt his spellcasting.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

After the two shots, regardless of whether they hit or not, he didn't continue shooting. Instead, he turned the gun upwards and fired several shots at the glass ceiling next to the support pillar, creating a large hole in the glass.

Seeing the opponent cast an ice spell, he instinctively thought of a countermeasure, put away his pistols, and his hands quickly formed the sorcerer's seals.

....

But anyone capable of advancing to a second-tier professional was no ordinary person, and even those specialized in magic had sufficient experience dealing with gunmen.

The leader of the men in black watched as Su Lun aimed the gun at him, a complacent smirk creeping onto his lips.

A thought flashed through his mind: "The Mystique of Overlapping Shots... The outer city gangs actually have such an expert in firearms. This guy really knows how to surprise people. Heh, he might even be a wanted criminal in the organization..."

Just as the thought crossed his mind, he saw sparks emit from the gun aimed at him, but he didn't flinch or dodge. Almost at the same time, the bullet struck his forehead.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Two crisp sounds rang out as the bullets were deflected, rune glimmers flashed, scattering a brief flurry of frost.

The man in black was unharmed, his skin not skin at all, but a layer of frost armor!

The very next moment after being shot, the sorcery seal of the man in black had completed, he softly chanted, "Alchemy: Extreme Frost!"

Once the sorcery seal was activated, from the alchemy array beneath his feet spread a path of frost that snaked like a white serpent, zapping towards a load-bearing steel column not far away.

.....

"Such a fast casting speed!"

Su Lun had not expected those two shots to deal with the ice magician, but he hadn't expected the man to literally headbutt the bullets either.

Since he couldn't stop the opponent from casting spells, he could only watch helplessly as the piercing frost instantly spread over the iron column he was climbing.

Just as he was about ten meters from reaching the rooftop, suddenly, the spider spears he was climbing felt like they were stuck in glue, becoming increasingly difficult to pull free.

Upon closer observation, he noticed that the entire iron column beneath his feet was encased in a layer of frost, getting thicker by the second.

Almost instantly, the eight spider spears were not merely difficult to lift; they became completely stuck to the iron wall upon contact.

Just as Su Lun was about to be completely frozen there, unable to move, the leader of the men in black, seemingly confident of victory, shouted loudly, "Capture him alive!"

....

The gunfire abruptly died down, giving Su Lun a chance to catch his breath!

Because at that moment, he had completed the last sorcerer's seal he was holding.

Just as the frost was about to spread over the spider spears and reach his body, Su Lun's body suddenly burst into blue-purple cold flames!

As the cold flames emerged, the frost on the eight-armed spider spears instantly melted. He leaped forcefully, shooting up to the rooftop, and then vanished from the sight of the men in black.

"Huh..."

Seeing this, the leader of the men in black was startled.

Observing the cold flames, his expression turned serious: "The Williams family's unique alchemy secret technique 'Mystique: Wu Shi'? How could a thug from the outer city know it? An expert in firearms, spider limbs, and even Wu Shi, who is this guy really… could he be from that organization?"

Thinking this, he immediately pulled out a communicator, barking, "Attention all units, issuing a Level B emergency order. Commence the search for a fleeing suspect with the following physical characteristics... The Public Security Teams to search for suspicious individuals in districts, City Guards to strictly verify the identities of everyone leaving the city.

The suspect possesses near-Second Rank professional strength, all units please proceed with caution and try to capture him alive!"

Seeing Su Lun fleeing, a few of the men in black also chased after him.

Meanwhile, the remaining few changed into isolation suits and, with some special instruments, began rummaging through the pile of goods they had earlier shattered, apparently searching for something.

Soon, someone reported back, "Boss, it's not here!"

Hearing this, the man in black's expression grew even darker.