Chapter 269

Mortals die, even powerful alchemists like miles.

When the sun rose again from the horizon, he could no longer maintain the form of elements. The body of the lamp was slowly stripped from the stone statue and swallowed his last breath as an ordinary old man.

Watching the last trace of infinite attachment to life left in each other's eyes, a strong sense of fear, the fear of aging and death, came out of Zhang Cheng's heart.

Although he is still very young, even less than 30 years old, time always slips away from him if he doesn't pay attention. When he comes back, people will find that their time is running out.

For a moment, he suddenly began to realize why countless people were willing to do all kinds of crazy acts for immortality, or trade with demons, or plunder life energy from others to maintain themselves through some cruel magic rituals.

In contrast, people like miles who clearly have similar abilities but do not have the ability to take action are rare than some endangered animals.

"Mr. Zhang, if you don't mind, could you please take care of elfrieda for a few days? Next, I need to focus on dealing with many troublesome things, including the senator's funeral. I really don't have time to comfort the frightened little girl." Francis repaired the damaged walls and floors in the intensive care unit through his magical ability, He asked in a rather helpless tone.

Now his face was full of sadness, and he glanced at Miles who fell on the hospital bed like a corpse from time to time.

"Take care of her?" Zhang Cheng looked at the bleeding girl and subconsciously frowned.

Francis sighed slightly and replied, "yes! Don't worry, I've given her a hematopoietic agent, and her life won't be in danger for a week. The wound caused by the Inca sacrifice bone knife is very troublesome. I need to visit a friend of a congressman to see if he can solve the curse."

"OK, but please hurry up. My character is not suitable for taking care of children." after saying that, Zhang Cheng turned back and waved.

A naked woman with nine points similar to Patty in appearance and shape took the initiative to come forward, bend down and pick up the girl in a deep coma.

Obviously, this is the "surprise" that miles gave him before he died, an artificial life reorganized through alchemy, a slave who can never disobey his master's orders.

The simple explanation is that miles destroyed Patty's body, followed by creating a clone with special restrictions, and finally stuffed the soul into it.

In this way, she not only kept her previous memory, character and ability, but also had to obey the orders of the creator, just like a prisoner trapped in the body, suffering all the time.

Maybe miles wants to revenge her for killing her relatives in such a terrible way

Facing the morning sun, Zhang Cheng, who had been busy all night, finally dragged his tired body back to his residence. After a simple bath, he went back to bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was around 3 p.m. and the rain on the road had basically evaporated completely, leaving only one or two accumulated small puddles.

He opened the shutter and looked at the peaceful scene outside the window. He took a deep breath, smiled and sighed: "what a beautiful day. I hope there won't be too much violence and blood today..."

The voice just fell!

The closed door was suddenly knocked.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Then Polman's voice came through the crack of the door: "Sir, are you up?"

"Yes, is there anything urgent?" Zhang Cheng asked through the door.

"Two things! First, I have just received a notice from parliament that a funeral will be held at Greenwood cemetery in three days. At that time, all three other members of Parliament and many lords will be present and declare that Brooklyn has officially entered a state of war. Second, Ms. Catherine invites you to dinner at 7 p.m."

"OK, I see." Zhang Cheng quickly put on a dress, opened the door and walked downstairs to the living room.

Polman hurried after him and continued in a low voice: "in addition, I heard that a special envoy from the European Parliament came to New York early this morning, as if to discuss a very important matter."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Zhang Cheng's calm face finally showed a trace of curiosity.

According to his understanding, although the underground world has always been ruled by an institution called the highest parliament, in fact, a relatively independent branch has been formed in Europe, North America, South America and other regions. No one will meddle in business on weekdays, and even there will be a little dispute secretly. Only when some major events happen will they choose to join hands.

"It is said that a new entrance to the debris world has been found!" Polman licked his lips excitedly.

Debris world, as its name implies, is the part torn from the earth, heaven and hell during the ancient war. After thousands of years of exploration, most of them have been found and occupied and become the back garden of various forces. Among them, the most famous is the wizard college in the magical secret land.

It is said that this school, which specializes in teaching supernatural forces, can train more than a dozen qualified male and female wizards every year, and has a decisive influence in the parliaments of many regions.

However, because there was too much fragmented space in those years, there are still some hidden out of the sight of explorers today.

It can be said that the discovery of every debris world is equivalent to an adventure of power, wealth and power. Although it is accompanied by a large number of uncertainties and dangers, no one is willing to give up, even at the cost of losing life.

But Zhang Cheng, who has the ability to travel through many worlds, has not been blinded.

On the contrary, he is acutely aware that this may be a trap, just like the chaos in New York, which is a conspiracy secretly planned by someone or a force.

Otherwise, how could war games, the discovery of the entrance to the debris world, and the haunting Selma descendants happen to appear at the same time?

More coincidentally, Patty, a crazy woman who was exiled into the isolated rainforest, was able to get the news that miles was going to die in time and smuggle back from the jungles of South America.

Everything indicates that there is an invisible black hand in the dark.

But Zhang Cheng also knows that his power is too weak to change anything. At least miles showed that his control over the elements is far above him last night. Even the shaman priest of Azeroth can't do that terrible ability to switch life forms at will.

Feeling the wind and rain coming, he showed a smile of unknown significance on his face and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "it seems that it's time to go back to Dalaran and prepare for the coming storm..."