Mechanical Alchemist-Chapter 592 - 591: Hell Black Dragon

After returning from Giant Island that day, Su Lun hadn't left his cabin.

The members of Dawn Group had long since grown accustomed to this because everyone knew that "Mr. Su Lun" was either cultivating or on the path to cultivation.

Stepping out of the captain's quarters, Lolo looked at Su Lun playfully. Regardless of whether she understood or not, she lavished praise, "Wow... Mr. Su Lun seems to have gotten stronger again!"

Su Lun just smiled noncommittally and gave her a glance, then said, "Lolo, have you been practicing diligently lately? You've made great progress as well."

Now his eyes held no secrets, at a glance he could see that the girl's strength had rapidly improved recently.

Not to mention that deliberately leaked hint of dominance.

"Yes!"

Lolo seemed to have been waiting for the compliment and happily said, "The day before yesterday in the battle, I successfully grasped dominance. And I have also mastered the domain of wind, barely half a step away from comprehending my own domain."

Advancing to the sixth rank was already a sure thing for her, and once she comprehended a domain, she would be able to advance to the seventh rank, making her a truly top professional.

As she spoke, she excitedly shared her recent experiences, "Mr. Su Lun, you have no idea how hard I've been working these days. Also, Dr. Banks' Dragon Blood Gene Potion has given me a huge boost. I successfully merged a pure-blood Wind Dragon Potion, and now, among my peers in the group, I have no rivals~"

"Is that so."

Su Lun smiled and then said, "Congratulations. If you continue to train with your teacher, perhaps you'll become the youngest Sword Saint in the group."

Perceiving everything around him, he had noticed that not only Lolo, but the entire strength of Dawn Group had skyrocketed these days.

The presence of Hell Volcano meant that, in the Dragon Country Waters, the natural Power of Laws was more complete, making advancement easier.

Not to mention the major opportunity presented by gene potions, which could be considered a shortcut.

With a large number of gene samples, Dr. Banks had made significant breakthroughs with both the Giant Dragon Gene Potion and the Titan Gene Potion.

The genes of these higher beings, dragons and Titans, were quite special.

This caliber of gene potion visibly elevated the cultivation talents of humans, thus relatively lowering the threshold for professional advancement by a great margin.

Hearing Su Lun's acknowledgment, Lolo smiled happily but then, as if something occurred to her, added, "But..."

She hesitated for a moment and then said, "Mr. Su Lun, do you know, my teacher has been acting very strange lately. She's become stricter with me, and then she sometimes says things... as if she's planning to leave. I don't know what's gotten into her."

As Su Lun listened, his eyes gazed into the distance, and he said lightly, "Your teacher is going to pursue her Sword Dao."

"Ah?"

Lolo listened with a puzzled expression on her face.

Su Lun did not explain further.

He didn't want others to know about his trip to the Netherworld yet and didn't want to disrupt Qianbao's mood by speaking out.

...

The two walked unhurriedly and soon arrived on the deck.

"Mr. Su Lun is here!"

As the crew members saw them come out, someone shouted out, and they all warmly greeted him.

Su Lun smiled back responding to everyone busy preparing for dragon hunting.

When they first came to the Dragon Country Waters, hunting giant dragons was a major event that filled everyone with nervousness. After all, no one had seen the legendary dragons before, and nobody knew what might happen; it was all unknown.

Now they had successfully hunted many giant dragons and powerful monsters, so fear was no longer present.

Moreover, everyone's strength had increased significantly, so even the news of hunting an eighth-rank giant dragon did not bring tension aboard, only excitement.

This seemed to have become a routine daily activity for everyone.

When Su Lun arrived, Barrett was donning the heavy "Gracie's Dragon Knight Armor."

The once strenuous armor now seemed effortless on him.

Barrett, originally the captain of the Royal Knights, already had an excellent physical foundation. He was also one of the few in Dawn Group who had completed both Dragon Blood and Titan gene modifications.

Thanks to the supercharged body from both potions, he too was on the threshold of the eighth rank of physical dominance.

Seeing Su Lun arrive, Barrett looked him over and couldn't hide his amazement, laughing and remarked, "Su Lun, why do I feel that after a few days, you're giving off a vibe more and more like Mr. Hei?"

Despite both being seventh rank, Barrett felt like he was looking at an unfathomably deep ancient well when he saw Su Lun.

After a pause, he described his feeling, "It's that kind of... filled with wisdom vibe, making one feel like there's nowhere to attack, as if no matter where you hit, you couldn't land a blow."

Hearing this, Phantom Thief Kit joined in, "Yeah... how exactly do you train? Your strength has increased so dramatically it's a bit exaggerated. I thought I'd finally gained a little ground by grasping dominance and stepping half into the seventh rank, but now it seems the gap is only widening."

At this, the members of Dawn Group on the deck also chimed in.

"Yeah, Mr. Su Lun feels so strange now. If we really had to fight, I wouldn't even know where to attack; it's like no matter where you strike, it would miss."

"Mhm, I feel the same way."

"..."

Even Old Sword God Bartolo and "Blood Duke" Watzhaus, two bona fide eighth rankers, found Su Lun's current state unbelievable.

Only they knew how exaggerated Su Lun's state was now.

Even so, they felt the same way.

Despite their rank's overwhelming advantage, it seemed as if they were to strike, they would have nowhere to begin.

"Heh heh."

Su Lun listened with a smile but didn't know how to respond.

After drinking from the Spring of Wisdom and developing the second level of the All-knowing Eye, his perception of anything had become incredibly "clear."

When a person no longer holds any secrets in their eyes, they harbor no doubts, and naturally, they reveal no flaws.

Moreover, his own strength was extremely formidable, and unless he faced an overwhelmingly powerful opponent, opportunities would not bring him any pressure.

But such beings were now few and far between in the world of Alchemy.

A short distance away, Mr. Hei smiled slightly, only he, who had also partaken from the spring, could understand Su Lun's current state.

This was only the present, for the "wisdom" that came with it affected one's entire future.

...

After greeting the others, Su Lun and Mr. Hei walked at a leisurely pace on the deck, chatting as they went.

"Are you talking about Dragon Language Magic?"

"Yes."

"Say a few words, let's hear it."

"Jili gulu..."

"..."

It wasn't just about the pronunciation. As soon as Su Lun spoke, it was as if he summoned the power of the surrounding ice, and snowflakes began to drift down on the vast deck.

The members of the Dawn group sent puzzled yet astonished glances his way, for they faintly heard the sound of a dragon's chant.

Only a few realized that Su Lun was speaking in the Dragon's Tongue.

Mr. Hei's expression brightened as if he immediately understood something, whispering to himself, "So this is the mystery of a higher linguistic system..."

Once in Lington, when Su Lun found the Rodriguez family's secret box at the headquarters of the Royal Bank of Ruying, it was Mr. Hei who deciphered it for him.

But at that time, neither of them knew Dragon Language, and it was only after they sought Mr. Jing's help that they opened it and obtained the map of the Dragon Country Waters.

Though Mr. Hei didn't understand the Dragon language at the time, as a Scholar, he had continued his research.

After coming to the Dragon Country, he had come into contact with more of the Dragon civilization, and his research had gone deeper.

Now, having also drunk from the Spring of Wisdom, Mr. Hei, too, could understand those secrets of the Power of Laws that went beyond the cognition of lower life forms.

Su Lun spoke a few sentences in the Dragon language and then stopped, finding it somewhat strenuous with his human vocal cords, and then asked, "Mr. Hei, can you understand it?"

"Barely."

Mr. Hei nodded, then added, "However, mastering this superior language seems like it will take quite some time."

"That's good to hear."

Su Lun laughed as he listened. Being a Puppet Master, he himself didn't quite fit with Dragon Language Magic.

But it was different for Mr. Hei.

As a [Scholar], he was one of the most traditional sorcerers in the art of Alchemy. If he were to master the Dragon language, his combat capabilities would likely be formidable.

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However, learning the Dragon language was not something that could be accomplished in a short time, so they switched to another topic.

It was then that Mr. Hei suddenly asked with profound significance, "Have you ever thought that there might be some unexpected events during the dragon hunt?"

Despite the question's lack of specificity, Su Lun seemed to grasp the implication immediately, "Of course."

He looked towards the distant Hell Volcano, his pupils narrowing, murmuring, "If that guy is still not dead, this might also be the last chance."

...

After a brief exchange, Su Lun saw Qian Tiao blowing in the wind atop the mast and hailed her before leaping up to join.

The weather was fine today, and even the black vapors from Hell Volcano couldn't block out the brilliant sunshine.

The two sat atop the mast, with the sea breeze on their faces and a few seagulls nearby grooming their white feathers.

Seeing Su Lun, who hadn't been out in days, Qian Tiao's mouth curved into a gratified smile.

As she had done countless times before, she casually draped an arm over Su Lun's shoulder, praising, "Yo, you've changed a lot in just a few days."

Su Lun chuckled in response, "I've nearly assimilated the benefits from the Spring of Wisdom. It's been somewhat fruitful."

He then asked, "How about you, Sister Qian Tiao?"

"Same old."

Qian Tiao shrugged her shoulders, retracted her gaze, and looked towards the distant Hell Volcano.

After pondering for a while, she added, "If I can't make this step, it might trouble me for the rest of my life."

"..."

Su Lun also fell silent without responding.

The realm of the Sword Saint wasn't easy to reach.

Otherwise, with so many masters of the Sword Dao in the world, there wouldn't only have been one Sword Saint like Bartolo.

Moreover, his entry into the Sword Saint realm had come after experiencing the great setback of the annihilation of Black Sam's pirate crew, forcing him into a moment of despair from which he emerged enlightened.

That process of experiencing despair is something one can't understand without going through it personally.

It was then that Su Lun took out a booklet and handed it over, saying, "This is for you."

"What is this?"

Sen casually asked as he took it and flipped it open, only to discover that it was filled with dense, handwritten text.

He had no particular interest in text, but a casual glance through a few pages revealed that it was a map with annotations and detailed explanations.

It was then that Sen realized what he was looking at, and he turned to Su Lun with excitement, "Is this a map of the Netherworld?"

"Yes."

Su Lun nodded.

In the past few days, he had carefully read the novel [Netherworld] and then deconstructed Fujiwara Hayato's travelogue into this map, decipherable to ordinary people.

He added, "Be careful. If you encounter dangers you can't solve, contact me using the communicator."

Sen immediately muttered in response, "Hey hey hey, you're underestimating me, kid."

Su Lun wore a serious smile on his face but said nothing more.

Actually going to the Netherworld was most certainly a perilous venture.

From the corner of his eye, Sen pursed his lips.

Their tacit understanding meant she knew exactly what he meant without saying it.

The two sat on the mast, continuing to enjoy the sea breeze.

Even without speaking, this rare moment of solitude felt very comfortable.

...

The Eternal Night continued sailing towards the Hell Volcano.

Because of the massive battle between the dragons and the Titans a few days before, the sea was filled with various chaotic remnants of war, like debris fields and spatial rifts.

"All hands, pay attention, the Black Dragon has been lured to observation point seven, 150 nautical miles from us."

"Prepare the Dragon Hunting Crossbow!"

"..."

Throughout the communicator, the staff continually reported the movement of the Hell Black Dragon.

An eighth-tier Black Dragon, though it had mutated into a dominant aberration, was not much of a problem for the Dawn Group now.

The greatest danger they had always faced was the other creatures inside the Hell Volcano, so the only option was to lure them out.

Before long, three dark spots appeared on the horizon.

"They're coming!"

Su Lun's pupils narrowed as he focused on the sight.

In his view, it was two wind dragons with two figures on them—the siblings Bennett and Isabel.

Over these past days, Miracle Legion and the members of the Dawn Group had gotten along very well.

Having been abandoned by the royal family of the Silver Dragon Kingdom, they naturally could no longer return.

Enticed by Su Lun's warm invitation, they had now become part of the Dawn Group.

Moreover, Su Lun possessed the Rodriguez family's complete dragon-taming Secret Technique, which was a royal secret of the once nine sovereign kingdoms.

This was far more comprehensive than the truncated Secret Technique inherited by Bennett's knightly family.

The group had no hierarchy, and all members of Miracle Legion learned the ancient dragon-taming Secret Technique that had been handed down.

In these days, the members of the Dawn Group had cleared several Asian Dragon's Lairs, allowing many of Miracle Legion's Dragon Knights to find new mounts.

And in the Dragon Country Waters, needless to say, there was an endless variety of dragonkin creatures with high bloodline purity.

Just like the two that Bennett and his sister Isabel were riding at the moment!

The two wind dragons were incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, they went from distant black dots a hundred miles away to large flying dragons visible to the naked eye.

And behind the two flying dragons, a massive Black Dragon followed closely.

This Black Dragon was covered in billowing black mist, and its flesh wings were riddled with rotten holes—it was a Hell breed Black Dragon.

"Release!"

Su Lun's eyes sharpened as he activated the second stage of the All-knowing Eye to look.

He saw that the black mist rising from the Black Dragon was not only filled with fluctuations of darkness-based Power of Laws but also all sorts of hellish Laws—death, contamination, curses, disaster, annihilation, plague, famine...

"Just as I thought."

Su Lun murmured to himself, not surprised at all; this was information he had already confirmed while treating Sen's wounds earlier.

One could say that this Hell Black Dragon was a walking, top-tier cursed object, deadly upon contact.

But to Su Lun, it was the ideal material for his armament.

....

"All hands, prepare for battle!"

A command came from the control room.

The flight speed of Black Dragons was not outstanding among dragon species, and after mutating into a hellish creature, it had lost its natural cunning and wariness.

As a result, it was readily lured over by the bait flying dragons ridden by the Bennett siblings.

However, the Dragon Hunting Crossbows on deck had been prepared for quite a while.

Waiting for the moment the three dragons swooped down from the sky, with a "whoosh," a spear was launched.

Tied to the back of the spear was a thin rope.

This was the "Cadmos's Dragon Hunting Spear" and "Grapnel of Glaupnir."

A spear capable of breaking dragon scales and the toughest rope in the world.

Once, with these two magical artifacts, the mages from the heavenly domain nearly killed an eighth-tier Silver Dragon—how much more for a sneak attack on an instinct-driven Hell Black Dragon?

The spear pierced the Black Dragon's wing, and the rope trailing it instantly solidified, trapping the Black Dragon at once.

But being of naturally enormous strength, the dragon, despite being bound by the rope, didn't slow down but instead dragged the massive Nevernight along the surface of the sea in a wild sprint.

Nevertheless, the Dawn Brigade was well-prepared—once the Alchemy sails were activated, they instantly sailed in the opposite direction.

Dragon and ship began a tug-of-war on the ocean's surface.

Seeing that it couldn't catch up to its "prey," the Hell Black Dragon turned in anger to charge at the Nevernight, spewing out a breath of black flame.

The Dawn's crew faced a formidable enemy, and a host of high-level fighters swiftly responded.

Today's Dawn Brigade's combined strength was incomparable to before; even facing the eighth-tier Black Dragon head-on wouldn't pose a significant problem.

But just then, Su Lun formed a sorcerer's seal, and in an instant, he disappeared from the mast.

After all, this was Hell Volcano; various infernal creatures still dwelled upon that massive mountain in the distance—and a drawn-out battle of attrition could attract even more monsters.

So, it was essential to make it a quick battle.

When his surroundings changed, Su Lun was seen to have teleported next to the spear that pierced through the Black Dragon's wing.

The eighth-tier Black Dragon also noticed the "insignificant insect" on its back, issuing a curse-like, deep dragon chant. An aura of dragon's might condemned others, and a visible layer of black mist rose up, the dragon scales glistening with a crystal-black sheen.

Previously, Su Lun had been greatly affected by the eighth-tier Giant Dragon's oppressive presence, and even his dominance might not have entirely withstood it.

But now, having mastered the Dragon Language... the threat was virtually reduced by more than half.

The rough meaning of that roar just now would be: "Wretched insect, be gone!"

Fearless with the All-knowing Eye, Su Lun was now not intimidated by any entity he could comprehend.

And as for the black mist and dragon breath from the dragon scales, how could he not have seen that the Black Dragon was condensing the Power of High Laws?

In the second stage of the All-knowing Eye, there were no secrets to the Black Dragon's every move.

A threat from an attack that can be understood is greatly reduced.

Moreover, Su Lun immediately spotted a "weakness."

He drew out his dragon-slaying dagger and stabbed it into the spot on the dragon's neck where the scales had once been replaced.

With a "rip," the dagger plunged smoothly in, and a stream of pus-like black blood gushed out, hissing as it corroded the air upon exposure.

At the same time, the Death God's Fire blazed up around Su Lun, beginning to scorch the mutated soul within the dragon.

...

The Dragon Hunting Dagger was laced with Dragon Slaying Potion, and with the soul also being scorched, a double fatal damage caused the Hell Black Dragon to reveal its ferocity.

It thrashed wildly in the air, desperate to shake off the human on its back.

Dragon Breath spewed, infernal energies corroded, all its tricks were exhausted.

Still, being an eighth-tier Giant Dragon, although Su Lun could understand its attacks, the difference in tiers meant he sometimes had to carefully dodge.

A dragon's life force was tenacious, and even the soul would take a long time to burn completely.

Su Lun dared not drag it out.

Being able to stand firmly on the dragon's back made his actions much easier,

He summoned a mechanical octopus to physically control the wicked dragon. With "Grapnel of Glaupnir" in place, the Black Dragon had been thoroughly trapped, with no chance to escape.

With assistance from Number 19, the Old Sword God Bartolo, and the other high-level fighters of the Dawn Brigade, the fight immediately got easier.

Because the Dawn Brigade had executed many dragon hunt plans, even an eighth-tier Hell Black Dragon couldn't last long.

However, amidst the battle, a sudden, unexpected change occurred!

Suddenly, without any warning, the crow on Su Lun's shoulder let out a piercing caw.

The Black Dragon was already being overwhelmed by the onslaught, yet the omen bird still issued a fatal warning.

Su Lun's pupils shrank slightly, and he muttered under his breath, "So you couldn't resist making a move..."

No other creatures were spotted within dozens of miles in his field of vision, and the only hidden threat had to be that one.

Su Lun had certainly not forgotten about Saint Frank.

Alive, he should be seen; dead, his body should be found—yet despite the Dawn Brigade's extensive search, he was nowhere to be found.

Thus, the only explanation was that the god who possessed Frank's body used some means undetectable to mortals to conceal him away.

If "Frank" intended to keep hiding, Su Lun would have been powerless anyway.

But now this guy, probably coveting the Dawn Brigade's spoils, was about to strike, suddenly revealing himself.

In the All-knowing Eye of Su Lun, he saw a ray of sunlight that was different from the rest, prompting him to realize, "So you were hiding in the sunlight."