The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 535: The Stone of Creation’s Secret

Safro, the current Blood Race Royal Court.

The Kingdom’s Blood Race Castle.

In the dark environment, through the faint light filtering down from the clouds, you can see the eerie dark castle surrounded by the silhouettes of giant bats fluttering their wings in flight.

From time to time a howl pierces the air.

Through the castle windows, its mysterious interior can still be discerned.

Inside a large room near the spire.

The decor within is simple yet luxurious, with the surrounding magical power seemingly discernible to the naked eye.

In the center of the entire room, a bizarre metallic structure floats in the air.

These strange structures connect through magical power in a chaotic yet orderly sequence, hovering suspended in the air.

In the center of these odd alchemy structures.

You can see a stone, a gemstone gently floating within.

The gemstone’s shape is meticulously precise, as if carefully polished.

The whole gemstone forms a complete cross structure.

The corners are sharp, like a twinkling Cross Star.

Without a doubt.

This is a complete Stone of Creation.

The room is not empty.

A robust figure clad in ordinary robes walks slowly within the room.

Circumnavigating the stone.

Eyes fixed on the complete Stone of Creation. Muttering to himself, "Hurry, I can hardly wait any longer, my lifelong wish is about to be fulfilled."

This person is Kana’s grandfather.

The current king of the Blood Race Royal Court.

Suddenly.

The king seems to sense a gaze, looking through the window out into the dark night.

"Come in."

The door opens.

A robust man clad in blood-red heavy armor steps in.

Martin.

The Kingdom’s chief general.

Facing the complete Stone of Creation inside the room, Martin seems accustomed, without any hint of surprise.

He kneels on one knee.

Asking gravely, "Your Majesty, Cohen Kingdom’s occupied lands are being reclaimed by the enemy, should we continue to deploy most of our forces at sea, causing chaos on all fronts?"

For at this moment it should seem apt to gather all those forces back to counter the arriving United Army.

However, the king gazing toward the window merely shakes his head slightly.

"You should know, Martin, I need those people to reach this place, to come before me, I need their witness."

In other words, this war was destined to fail from the start.

The Blood Race Royal Court initially aimed only to draw attention.

"But..."

Martin’s words are interrupted by the king.

"I know what you want to say, my loyal knight, recall the initial times?

Back then, there were no king or kingdom, I merely saved your life using my alchemy."

The king speaks as if reminiscing, while Martin continues to kneel silently listening.

At that time, there was no Safro Kingdom, this land was a magic-poor region, such areas exist on various continents worldwide though few cover a large territory.

This peninsula they reside on is among the largest magic-poor zones.

A magic-poor region is as its name suggests, these areas are seldom amongst places chosen by various nefarious chaotic races, magical beasts, or other forces who stay away.

Magic-poor zones seldom arise naturally; more often, they come into existence due to various incidents.

And most of these incidents aren’t anything good.

Like this peninsula they find themselves on, once part of the ancient Alchemy Empire, though termed ancient Alchemy Empire.

It was destroyed merely hundreds of years ago.

No one knows what occurred hundreds of years ago, only that an incident led to the nation’s downfall, dispersing the remaining individuals or cases elsewhere.

Carrying high-level alchemy worldwide.

While leaving behind numerous relics in this region, being an Alchemy Empire, countless alchemy laboratories are scattered densely across the land.

To ensure the safety of these alchemy laboratories, past alchemists crafted extreme security systems for their labs.

Numerous defense and maintenance systems still operate perfectly today.

These security systems thus make these relics much more dangerous compared to most relics.

Yielding uncertain gains.

After all, alchemists pursue myriad topics.

Though adventurers or alchemists sometimes venture forth, this region remains mostly uninhabited.

In the past century.

The king was merely a Master Alchemist, following past paths arrived here, established a secret laboratory, his childhood or rather his dream upon becoming an alchemist was to create a perfect species.

He gained various knowledge and skills and trained countless talented alchemists. His laboratory assembly required massive labor and materials, so he accepted numerous refugees to assist them.

As resources were procured, these former refugees shared the region’s conditions with others.

Attracting more civilians.

Magic-poor regions are generally dangerous in most places.

As previously stated, such areas usually have experienced incidents; though magic-poor, they always hide various perilous incidents.