Rebirth : The Alchemist's Path

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…"

With a series of black streams of light emerging from the rift, everyone's eyes turned skyward.

They saw a large number of Fallen Angels appearing in the sky.

"So many of them have come. It looks like Amiya is dead set on wiping out the Angel and Demon Tribes," Sylvus said, narrowing his eyes as he observed the Fallen Angels above.

In just a few seconds, hundreds of Fallen Angels had appeared in the sky, the weakest of which was at the True Deity level, while the strongest had reached the Nine-Star Deity King level.

And as time passed, their numbers continued to increase.

Within a minute, over eighty thousand Fallen Angels had gathered in the sky, casting a dark shadow over the entire Holy City.

"Hahaha, we've finally arrived. So there really are Angels and Demons here. Oh? There are even Titans?"

The leading middle-aged man laughed heartily, his gaze falling on Sylvus and the others, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

They had expected to find Angels and Demons, but they hadn't anticipated the presence of Titans.

The Angel and Titan Tribes had once been part of the three great warrior races.

"Kant, it seems like our haul this time is even greater than we thought. The Titan Tribe also defied the will of the Divine Lord in the past. If we can capture them too, the Divine Lord will surely reward the Fallen Temple handsomely," one of the nearby commanders said, and the others nodded in agreement.

They were all commanders in the temple, with cultivation levels at the Nine-Star Deity King level, making them top-tier powerhouses in the Divine Realm.

They could clearly see that the strongest among Sylvus' group was the Demon Tribe's small, chubby figure, but he was only at the True Deity level.

With their strength, any one of them could easily sweep through this world.

"Demons, Angels, and Titans, are you going to surrender yourselves, or do we have to take action?" Kant sneered, looking at Deced and the others below.

The other Fallen Angels also gazed mockingly at them.

They had expected to face powerful figures, but it turned out that the strongest one was only at the True Deity level.

"You might as well act yourselves, but the price will be your lives," Sylvus said with a faint smile, though Deced and the others remained silent.

Hearing this, Kant and his men were momentarily stunned, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes.

They hadn't paid attention to Sylvus earlier, but now they laughed heartily.

They couldn't sense any divine power from him, which indicated that he was just an ordinary person.

Stronger than them? Impossible. This world's rules could only accommodate Deity Kings.

Even if he were stronger than them, with their numbers, they had nothing to fear.

"A mere human ant dares to boast. Who wants to take care of him?" Kant asked mockingly.

"Commander, let me handle it," a thin Fallen Angel named Rudolph stepped forward.

"Rudolph? That kid is doomed. With Rudolph's methods, he'll be tortured for years before he dies," someone said with a smirk.

"Years? I give him three days at most. That kid seems like an ordinary person; he won't last long," another replied.

"That poor kid, getting targeted by Rudolph. The guy enjoys torturing people," the other Fallen Angels looked at Sylvus with a hint of pity. They could already imagine what was about to happen to him.

Rudolph's cultivation level was only at the One-Star Deity King level, but his methods were cruel.

Anyone who fell into his hands would find death to be a blessing, as he would torment his victims until they were left with only a sliver of life force before finally allowing them to die.

He took pleasure in this, and in the Fallen Temple, anyone who proved difficult during interrogation was handed over to Rudolph.

Kant glanced at Rudolph and then nodded.

After all, they were dealing with ants, and it didn't matter how they played with them.

"Thank you, Commander," Rudolph said with a smile that exuded a sinister aura.

His eyes lit up with excitement as he looked at Sylvus.

Nowadays, few dared to provoke the Fallen Temple, so Rudolph's opportunities for fun had dwindled. But now, he finally had a chance to indulge.

Without hesitation, Rudolph made his move, flying rapidly towards Sylvus, already planning out the various ways he would torture him.

But as he approached, Sylvus smiled slightly.

When Rudolph was just about to reach him, Sylvus made a small gesture, and Rudolph was suddenly frozen in mid-air.

"Huh? What's going on? Why can't I move?"

Rudolph, lost in thought, was taken aback.

When he came to, he realized he was right in front of Sylvus but could no longer get any closer.

"Torturing people for fun? Interesting. Boone, do we still have those soul-whipping whips in stock?" Sylvus asked with a smile.

"Boss, don't worry. We have a thousand of them in stock, ready for use anytime," Boone replied quickly, also giving Rudolph a mocking glance. This guy clearly had no idea what he was up against.

"Good. Don't let the citizens of the Holy City get bored. You know the drill."

As Sylvus finished speaking, Rudolph was teleported to the center of the square, completely immobilized.

Those lining up to buy pills brightened up at once.

They knew exactly what Sylvus meant.

"Everyone, this is a Deity King! Don't miss your chance!" Boone announced as a thousand soul-whipping whips flew down.

"Hahaha! Let me go first! I've never even hit a Mage Ruler before, but now I get to beat a Deity King!"

"Last time, I missed out, but not this time! Don't try to steal my turn!"

In an instant, all one thousand whips were snatched up, mostly by the more powerful individuals.

The weaker ones could only sigh in frustration—strength determined everything, even who got the chance to beat up a Deity King.

"You… what are you doing? I warn you, I—"

Before Rudolph could finish speaking, a whip landed across his face.

Snap!

A faint whip mark appeared on Rudolph's face.

With his strength, he didn't feel any pain, but his heart was filled with rage.

He, a Deity King, was being humiliated by a bunch of ants! He tried to summon his power to obliterate them, but the force binding him was far too strong, leaving him completely unable to resist.

Snap, snap, snap!

The citizens of the Holy City didn't care about Rudolph's feelings. The sound of whips cracking filled the air.

Even if he didn't feel the pain, Rudolph's heart was filled with utter humiliation.

"Bastards! I'll kill you all! Commander, save me!"

A few seconds later, Rudolph couldn't hold back his anger anymore and shouted for Kant to help.