"It seems Guboer's alchemy isn't that impressive after all," Qian Jiangyue peeks out and sneers at Wen Chengzhi.
At this moment, Qian Cangyi realizes that Qian Jiangyue's ability to draw hatred had reached an excessive level.
However, what Qian Jiangyue said was truth, it was just from a different perspective.
The Ancient Country of Guboer created a great civilization, based on its theories of alchemy. However, Guboer has now vanished into the whirlpool of history, with even the reason being unclear. So wouldn't it mean that technologies built upon alchemy had no power to preserve their own civilization?
Wen Chengzhi sips his mouth without responding.
He aims the palm of his right hand at the circular shield in front of Qian Jiangyue again. But this time, the action seems a bit different, as he grasps his right wrist with his left hand. Notably, the peculiar patterns on both walls beside Wen Chengzhi become brighter.
"A charged-up Air Cannon?" Qian Jiangyue's eyes widened.
