Royal Alchemist

The dragon people finally retreated. After crazily devouring tens of millions of lives, they disappeared without a trace again, leaving behind a devastated planet, just like a sweeping tsunami rushing ashore, destroying houses, roaring away, leaving Wreckage in one place.

The lost lives merged into a river of death, flowing in the orbit of Luke. This road was originally called the Luke Corridor, and from today people call it the Death Corridor.

Feng Qi is a person who is used to seeing life and death, he has even seen his own death once, what is there to be afraid of?But when he heard the number of fallen soldiers, he still couldn't help trembling, and his already indifferent face was covered with frost.

Qiu Ye's mood was directly written on his face. When he heard that the Legion had sacrificed more than 200 million people, he couldn't even eat.

The corpses of most of the soldiers could not be found, and those who were sucked into the black hole, even the ships were directly crushed, not to mention the flesh.

But the soldiers of the Shining Legion desperately recovered more than 1000 corpses, all of which were thrown out when the ship was sucked and exploded.

The remains were neatly placed in the cabin on the bottom floor, and the Shining Legion held a brief mourning ceremony.

The atmosphere of sadness filled the hearts of every living person. They took off their military caps and bowed their heads in silence.

"Your blood will not be shed in vain. Your hatred rests on our shoulders. May your souls live forever. One day I will use the flesh and blood of my enemies to sacrifice to your tombstone." The lines in the famous play "Spirit of War" by the famous artist Roland. At that time, the play shocked the world when it was put on the stage. The protagonist in the play is also the character played by Roland. After speaking these words, he bathed his whole body with the blood of his dead comrades in arms. , and then led the troops to the enemy camp.Later generations used this passage specifically to mourn the heroic souls who died in battle.

All the living members of the Shining Legion spoke in unison: "One day, I will sacrifice the flesh and blood of the enemy to your tombstone."

When the ceremony was over, everyone dispersed.

Qiu Ye walked among the corpses, touching their brows lightly.

The lights in the cabin were extinguished, only the faint light was still shining in the corner of the wall, which was reflected on the body, making it even more cold and sad.

"Qiu Ye, let's go." Feng Qi urged.

Qiu Ye walked to the door, shook his hand, and comforted him softly: "Don't be too sad."

Having not been with the Shining Legion for a long time, Qiu Ye was already suffering from pains in his heart, not to mention Feng Qi who brought them out with his own hands.

"Well, don't worry about me, I don't have time to be sad yet."

The two hands were clasped together, palms facing each other, relying on each other, and felt much more at ease.

"I feel something's wrong." Qiu Ye was next to Feng Qi, "I can't see any attribute light on them, I walked around for several times, and I can't feel any energy."

Although ordinary soldiers are not alchemists, they are ordinary people with high mental strength, so they will also have energy reactions, especially after death, the body is in an oxidized state, and weak attribute light will appear.

But Akiba didn't see anything.

"It's like...it's like..." Qiuye couldn't think of an accurate description for a moment.

Feng Qi looked solemn: "It seems like their energy has been sucked away?"

"Right, that is it!"

Feng Qi's thoughts went back to that time, and he analyzed like a cocoon: "I remember at that time you said that you felt that the energy in that area was unstable? You also said that there was a trap?"

"There are traps I said casually, but the energy instability is real, as if someone is casting a large-scale spell, and the energy fluctuates strongly."

"The Luke Corridor is a safe channel. There has never been a black hole, so it must not be a black hole in the general sense. What do you think the black hole is? What kind of traps can the dragon people make, and the entire ship is completely destroyed?" What about swallowing it?"

Qiu Ye's face paled: "Turn the space? The black dragon tore the space and sucked people in? No, no, people and ships were crushed when they passed through the gap. Could it be that he sucked the energy from so many people?" ?”

Feng Qi stopped, his tense muscles drew sharp lines.

"No wonder those people can't feel any energy..." Qiu Ye turned to look at the closed hatch.

"Qiuye, think about it carefully, did you feel the same in the black vortex as you did in Luke's corridor?"

Qiu Ye's face became even paler: "The black vortex is like stagnant water. Because it is too old, the breath is very turbid. It seems that it can't be disturbed. The Luke Corridor is still running water. But if you have to compare..." Qiu Ye Gritting his teeth, "It's still very similar!"

Could it be that the situation faced by fathers back then is the same as it is now?

"No, there was no record of black holes in that battle, and Yuan Da and the others didn't mention black holes either."

"However, there has always been an unsolved mystery in the Battle of the Black Vortex, that is, when they arrived on the battlefield, there were a lot more magic dragons than expected. There are many versions of the post-war analysis. The dragon people were lurking too well, so they couldn't be detected. Have you ever thought that maybe they encountered a crack in the space, but instead of sucking people in, they threw the magic dragon people in?" Feng Qi looked at Qiu Ye , "You also said yourself that the technology of the dragon people is improving, and it is impossible for them to stay where they are for more than 20 years."

The more Qiu Ye thought about it, the more she felt that this guess was reasonable: "It's a pity that we can't know whether human energy was absorbed at that time, so what does the black dragon need energy for?"

"Didn't you all say that he was injured? I think he needs energy recovery if he is injured. Maybe the energy in the twisting space is not enough for him, so he can only come to snatch it from us."

Qiu Ye's eyes widened suddenly: "Then is it possible that the black dragon is plundering the energy of the dead every time they fight?" Escape, humans have never been able to understand the reason for their use of this tactic, but if every time they provoke a war, it is to plunder energy, it can be explained.

"But we can't stop fighting. As long as we fight, we can't live without sacrifices. The more people die, the more power they will bring to them, and we will start a bigger war next time. This will form an endless loop." Feng Qi calmly said. Face.

Qiu Ye suddenly thought of something, hugged Feng Qi so hard that he almost knocked him over.

"What's wrong?" Feng Qi staggered and stabilized his body, hugging his back.

"Don't you think? The Luke Corridor is the second black vortex. They use important planets as bait, forcing you to fight, and then set up traps early, waiting for you to fall into the net. Back then... Back then Isn't dad just like... so nothing?" Qiu Ye pinched Feng Qi's arm.

"But I survived, we all survived, and we will be able to return to the Imperial Capital soon." Feng Qi patted his hands, slowed down his speech, and said in the most gentle tone.

Qiu Ye was still holding on to him, as if he would disappear as soon as he let go, the physical training these days had greatly increased Qiu Ye's muscle strength, with such a pinch, Feng Qi felt that his arm was about to be broken by him.

"We will live for a long time." Feng Qi opened his fingers, put them in his palms, and kissed the corner of his mouth, "There are still many things waiting for us to do."

Sending Qiu Ye back to the bedroom, Feng Qi walked to his room alone, his speculation about the Dragon Man was always circling in his mind.

He stopped and connected to Lu Ting's communication: "There is something I need you to check for me."

"what?"

"Do you remember the Battle of Dimensions? When we first entered school, the Imperial Army was training in the Dimension Starfield, but was suddenly attacked by the Dragonmen, causing heavy casualties."

Lu Ting immediately reacted: "I remember that General Xie Peijun died in the Dimensional Battle back then."

"Yes, try to help me collect the data of the dimensional battle, the more detailed the better, I will be of great use."

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The soldiers who went on the expedition returned to the station, Fengqi's Cangming ship was moored at the military port, and the soldiers carried the remains of the sacrificed soldiers off the ship.

Feng Qi looked at it silently for a while, then shifted his gaze to another berth in the port, where the few remains of the Bright Legion were transported on board.Because the entire army of the Legion of Light was wiped out, and to put it bluntly, there was not even a body collector, so the command temporarily assigned a ship to transport the body.

When sailing that day, most of the port was occupied by members of the Legion of Light, it was bustling with people, and after more than a month, no one came back, Feng Qi sighed endlessly.

"Only found so few remains?" Feng Qi glanced casually.

Only three or four hundred corpses were transported here and there. The Shining Legion lost less than a quarter of their number, but found a thousand corpses. How could there be only three or four hundred corpses with so many people in the Legion of Light?

"Hey, maybe it's all crushed, and I can't find it." The lieutenant colonel who led the team replied a little copiously.

The last body was transported off the ship, the hatch was closed, Feng Qi frowned again: "Where is Lieutenant General Max?"

The lieutenant colonel glanced at him: "The flagship in the middle of Max was swallowed by the black hole, and there is no remains."

"I know, but don't you even have a tomb?"

"Uh, I'm only responsible for transporting the remains back, I don't know much about the others." The lieutenant colonel said nervously.

"No one cares, right?" Feng Qi sneered, "Lieutenant General Max is a martyr who died for the empire, and now he has returned to the country without anyone to prepare him? You just so carelessly put the 900 million Bright Legion Will the soul of the deceased be brought back?"

"I... I really don't know... I just... transport, transport the remains..." The lieutenant colonel was frightened by his sharp knife-like gaze, and repeated this sentence over and over again.

Feng Qi consciously stared at a lieutenant colonel and reprimanded him to no avail, turned around angrily and left.

Before he had time to go back to the apartment, he went directly to Shining Legion's office. Just as he sat down to sort out his upcoming affairs, Lu Ting came.

"So fast? Have you collected all the information I want?" Feng Qi asked.

"No, I'm here to inform you of another matter." Lu Ting had a strange expression on his face, and awkwardly sat down opposite Feng Qi's desk.

"What's the matter?"

Lu Ting sighed: "The military department informs that there will be a celebration banquet tomorrow night. You are one of the generals who will go to the expedition, so you must attend."

Feng Qi's face suddenly changed: "Celebration? What kind of achievement?"

"Celebrate..." Lu Ting said slowly and painfully, "...the victory of Luke Corridor..."

"Where did you get the victory?" Feng Qi asked coldly.

"Because we successfully repelled the dragon people and regained the fallen planet, although the price we paid was a bit high."

Feng Qi rubbed his back teeth: "Are they crazy?"