[Warning! The host’s key organs are damaged!]

[Warning! Warning! The host’s key organs are missing!]

[Warning! Massive bleeding in the host’s body! Life is under great threat!]

[Congratulations! The host’s right hand has received an alchemical increase and a quality jump: [Rare and Extraordinary Level]! 】

At this time, Fang Xingyang no longer paid attention to these reminders. He only felt that his eyes were dizzy and his body seemed to be hollowed out by something.

In fact, something was taken away from him.

"Ahahaha! Damn you little thing! How come I succeeded in the end after you struggled for so long?"

The alchemist witch laughed crazily and took off her claws from the amplification circle.

At this time, her alchemically transformed claw was glowing with dazzling golden light.

The sharp fingertips shone with a deadly cold light like sharp blades. Such sharpness could really cut iron like mud.

Fang Xingyang looked forward despite the severe pain.

His strengthened hand had been cut with several deep wounds by the alchemical witch's claws. In addition, there was a retro-style gun-shaped weapon in his hand.

It seems good. The last blind box I drew was not in vain. At least I grabbed something useful...

"Don't move."

The next second, the red-gold muzzle was pressed against the Alchemy Witch's head.

Alchemical Witch(((;???;)))

"Give me back my waist."

Fang Xingyang's voice was frighteningly low, like a cold-blooded killer emerging from the shadows.

In fact, he was just in too much pain to speak loudly.

The alchemical witch obediently stretched out her claws, which revealed a deformed kidney.

He took his kidney tremblingly, gritted his teeth and stuffed it in.

"Now...we have nothing to earn anymore..."

The alchemist witch said carefully.

"You take the gun away. I have alchemy potion that can help you heal your wounds. You let me go and go back and tell your boss that the mission is completed. We will never have any interactions with each other again."

Fang Xingyang fell silent.

He could feel that his current situation was not optimistic.

From the moment he flew towards the alchemy furnace just now, he felt that his plasticized legs had begun to lose strength, and now that he was being ripped off...

But he cannot show weakness. Once the Alchemy Witch discovers his true situation, the Alchemy Witch will not let go of this opportunity to fight back.

[Ding——Rating update]

[Current rating——ss]

[Rating incentive: Under the current rating status, the rewards obtained are ×5, after the mission is over, the ghost gains 40%, special attribute title*1, special equipment*1]

The reward has been five times the amount, and Fang Xingyang feels that it is time to stop.

He gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

"Crack-"

There was a brief silence in the basement.

Second pull.

"Crack-"

"Crack-"

…

He looked at the gun he had just strengthened with horrified eyes.

[Alchemy Amplification·Legend of Red Gold]

[Quality: rare and extraordinary]

【Level:50】

[Type: exclusive equipment, can grow]

[Introduction: It was originally a flintlock gun made by an artist in the dark world. It was later strengthened by a commissioned shop apprentice who studied for two and a half months, and became a weapon that was amplified by the blood of the apprentice.

.]

[Current proficiency: 0]

[Instructions for use: As [Rare and Extraordinary] level equipment, this weapon can ignore most laws. You can use the [Compression Array] in the gun to load any ammunition into the gun. Otherwise, this weapon will have no

Loss, no ammunition limit.】

…

"Hahahaha...you ridiculous little guy! How can you fire a gun when you don't even have bullets? Do you know how to use it? If not...I'll teach you!"

The alchemical witch's crazy laughter erupted from the basement.

"Bang!"

The next second, a bloody, golden fist hit her old face.

The force was so strong that he punched her away.

With this punch, if the opponent is really an old man who looks so frail, he may be able to lie down.

And this old witch is obviously no ordinary person.

Except for two gurgling nosebleeds, a few black teeth that were knocked out, and an eye that was swollen into a sandbag, nothing seemed to be wrong.

Before she got up, Fang Xingyang jumped over and punched her again.

The same alchemical witch, the same face and position, more power.

"Ouch~"

After the beating, Fang Xingyang felt that he could still move a few more times.

He chased after him and punched for the third time.

"Ouch!"

To be on the safe side, it would be safer to punch him again.

"Ata!~"

…

Ten seconds later, Fang Xingyang fell to the ground exhausted, leaning against an alchemy machine behind him, breathing heavily.

Opposite him, the Alchemy Witch has turned into an Alchemy Witch, and her old face, which has been ravaged by time and physics, can hardly find its original position of the facial features.

Fang Xingyang breathed a sigh of relief and took out a small glass bottle from his clothes.

Inside the glass bottle is some transparent liquid that looks relatively viscous.

Extraordinary recovery potion!

Judging from his current condition, one bottle may not be enough.

So he opened two bottles.

One bottle was poured onto his waist, half of the other bottle was poured on his leg that had been plasticized, and the other half was poured on his arm that was injured by the arrow.

In the end, in order not to waste it, he licked two empty bottles.

I don't know how effective it is when taken internally, but it doesn't taste very good anyway.

Salty and a little fishy.

I don’t know how the dark elf collected so much body fluids in a short period of time...

He was half lying on the ground, feeling the warm feeling spread throughout his body from the wound.

Whether it was the legs that had been plasticized or his waist that had been forcibly pulled out.

Under the influence of this super-effective recovery potion, everything recovered at an incredible speed.

This may be a super drug that can really revive the dead.

I just don’t know how the elf is doing now...has he found his family?

…

Fang Xingyang felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

Could it be that the side effect of this super-effective recovery potion is to become as sleepy as the dark elf?

In a daze, Fang Xingyang felt someone groping on his body.
To be continued...