Super Alchemy King Reborn In City

Distorted limbs, horrible faces. He didn't care at all about being scratched by the broken glass.    

    

His mechanical, coordinated, and strange body squeezed in through the bar's windows and doors.    

    

The originally empty bar suddenly became crowded.    

    

A humanoid creature with a terrifying aura.    

    

All the creatures' gazes were focused on Han Zhen.    

    

With the appearance of companions, the bartender's heart calmed down a lot. Even though Han Zhen was very strong, in front of so many companions, he was still unable to escape.    

    

"Sir, you might have to stay here. Although it is rare to see sunlight here, there is no pressure in life." The bartender still smiled and said.    

    

"I'm here, so I won't be staying for too long. I'll leave after asking the questions I want to ask" Han Zhen said.    

    

"That is not allowed." The bartender no longer tried to hide it. "We won't let you leave, so you won't be able to leave."    

    

Even if Han Zhen was very powerful, the bartender had enough confidence.    

    

"I will leave." Han Zhen shook his head. The reason why he didn't make a move was because he still had a problem. "Tell me, where is your master?"    

    

"It's impossible, unless I die." The bartender smiled, and his smile became bigger and bigger. His opened mouth extended to his ears.    

    

His mouth was full of sawteeth, and his voice was heavy as he said, "Give me your blood."    

    

Hong!    

    

The lights and shadows trembled.    

    

The human's body distorted, and sharp claws and teeth grew out.    

    

A bloody smell rose.    

    

All kinds of humanoid creatures pounced towards Han Zhen.    

    

Han Zhen held his wine glass and swallowed a mouthful of wine.    

    

The high concentration of whiskey burned Han Zhen's mouth, making him feel uncomfortable.    

    

Han Zhen wanted to spit it out.    

    

Han Zhen stood up.    

    

The clear liquid turned into a flame when it met the wind.    

    

Every single flame was linked together.    

    

In the crowded bar, the scarlet red fire lotus bloomed in the air.    

    

The lines of the fire lotus were clearly visible. The flow of flames.    

    

Pop! Pop! Pop!    

    

The blood servant, who had pounced on him, crashed into the fire lotus.    

    

The flames that the fire lotus possessed were extremely flammable.    

    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

    

The flames on the blood servant's body quickly burned. In almost ten breaths, the Fire Lotus Blood Servant had already been devoured by the flames.    

    

Silence.    

    

Only the crackling sound of flames burning could be heard from the blood servant's body.    

    

The remaining Blood Slaves revealed expressions of fear. Although the Blood Slaves were close to being non-humans, they still had their rationality.    

    

Under the scarlet fire lotus, they felt the danger of death.    

    

Huala.    

    

A blood servant jumped onto the wall and used both his hands and feet to stick to the wall as he left.    

    

"Trying to escape." Han Zhen flicked his finger toward the fire lotus.    

    

The fire lotus expanded.    

    

It shot out countless sparks.    

    

Puff! Puff! Puff!    

    

The Blood Slave that had just escaped in the distance was covered in sparks and was instantly engulfed by the flames.    

    

Several flames rose from the silent and dark Latter Island.    

    

The bar was silent.    

    

The fire lotus burned and the entire bar reflected the red texture.    

    

The bartender behind the bar returned to his normal appearance and his face was pale. Under the siege of the blood servants, martial artists might not be able to hold on. But Han Zhen's methods gave birth to fear.    

    

This flame seemed to be born specifically for them. Even though the blood servant possessed part of the Blood Tribe's ability and was able to survive after being severely injured, he couldn't even withstand a single blow from this flame.    

    

Han Zhen's finger landed on the bar counter.    

    

The bartender's breathing stopped.    

    

The blood that was flowing down seemed to have been summoned, and it started rolling on its own. It rolled up along Han Zhen's finger.    

    

It merged with the wound on Han Zhen's finger.    

    

Han Zhen's wound instantly closed up.    

    

Han Zhen smiled, "Now it's time to tell me where your master is."    

    

The fire lotus was burnt to ashes.    

    

The bartender's pale face was hidden in the darkness.