In the room.

The fifth-level alchemist Bari looked gloomy and opposite him, Dahusbart and his companions vividly imitated everything they heard from the streets.

"Sir, Albert has a big problem. I don't think all this can be described as coincidence. Everything was planned long ago. This is a conspiracy of the Mechanical School!"

"Shut up." Barry was upset.

Although the entire plan was planned and executed by Albert, Albert's influence was not enough to mobilize so many people, and all this was inseparable from Barry's support.

But now the situation is out of control, and Barry must bear the corresponding bitter fruits. The pressure from the upper level will definitely follow one after another. Barry needs to consider a lot.

He had already had some doubts, but now after hearing the two of them, not only did he not make him firm in his mind, but instead made him feel a little conspiracy.

Is this a coincidence?

As soon as I suspected Albert, someone sent the evidence in time.

Something weird.

After rubbing his forehead, Barry quietly gave an order, and he wanted to send his spiritual puppet to check what Albert was doing.

"Sir, it happened not long ago, and we actually could easily verify it. If Albert was with you during that time, then it would be a conspiracy, but if he was alone..."

The bearded Bart looked attentive. This was a guy with a rough face but extremely delicate heart. He calculated something from Barry's expression, and then spoke just right to show his role.

Hearing this, the alchemist felt a trembling heart. He suddenly remembered Albert's abnormality just now, without any explanation, and did not even say anything begging for his forgiveness.

It seemed like I just stood at the door for a while, and then...

Then where did he go?

At this moment, he also vaguely received the information conveyed by the spiritual puppet.

Albert was packing up his things.

He is going to run!

The next second, an uncontrollable anger exploded from his chest, and Barry wanted to break the wall and the floor and slap the traitor who was scattered inside and out to death.

But soon rationality regained the upper hand.

No, it's too cheap to just kill him like that.

I want to force him to find Savry, to find Nürkmen, and I want to expose the conspiracy of the Mechanical School. They fooled not myself, but the entire Psychology School.

"I already know the matter, let's go!" Barry didn't want others to interfere in the next thing.

"By the way, your name is Bart?" He suddenly seemed to remember something and asked with his head raised.

"Yes, sir." The bearded man carefully hid the excitement in his eyes, if he guessed correctly...

"Follow me in the future."

"This is my honor, sir!"

The two left, and Barry slowly closed his eyes in the closed door. He slowly combed everything he had known Albert.

"It's all coincidences, all premeditations!"

"He came for me from the beginning. It's so terrible. Newcomer, what are you planning? This is just the first stage, what's next?"

Barry was in a heavy mood.

But more of it is the anger that is fooled by others.

"Okay, Albert, run quickly and run to your two dads. If they don't come to save you, I will torture you to death slowly!"

A 5th-level rage is terrible.

It was getting dark, and Albert carefully left the mansion, but after walking out of a block, a sudden attack drove him away.

He raised his head in a hurry and Albert saw a figure standing on a high wall.

"I heard Albert, I heard the conversation between you and the new student of Savry, you traitor, you traitor!"

Anger surged in his heart. Albert was about to speak, but suddenly, he saw the spiritual doll standing behind the bearded Bart.

"It's the teacher!"

There were many thoughts in my mind skipped, and eventually all doubts evolved into a terrible reality, "He wants to give up on me, he intends to make me a scapegoat!"

The blue veins on his forehead leaped wildly, and negative emotions almost wiped out his reason. "Barry, you bastard." He cursed and ran wildly.

Bang bang!

Along the way, Albert fled in a panic. Just when he thought he had no way to escape, he suddenly swept across the corner of his eyes and saw the sewage outlet of the city.

"I have to live."

Gripping his teeth, Albert jumped in!

The sticky and fishy smell came towards him. He subconsciously wanted to open his mouth and shout, but when he thought of the environment at this time.

Opening your mouth means that those terrible things enter your mouth, vomiting... you cannot vomit, you cannot open your mouth, and only this obsession remains in your mind.

He instinctively stretched out his hand and covered his mouth tightly.

But in hand...

Vomit...wow...

At this time, Bart had already chased him to the top of his head with his spiritual puppet, his eyes were red, and he didn't care about the smell and stickiness in his mouth. He gritted his teeth and sank violently.

I……

Standing at the edge of the sewage pool, the bearded Bart struggled with a look of struggle. After thinking about it, he still couldn't have the courage to jump.

I don't know how long it took, when Albert felt a little full, the cool river water wrapped him up. He opened his eyes and saw the turbid river channel.

Vomit...puff...!

With the help of the spiritual puppet, Albert stumbled and climbed ashore, walked a few steps away, and when he looked up, he saw a figure standing by the carriage.

The man looked familiar, and he was holding a chicken leg-shaped bone stick in his hand.

"Is it the one who hunts me?"

Shaking his head, shook off the water stains on his hair, and adapting to the darkness in front of him, he finally recognized the figure in the darkness.

"It's you?!"

"So it's you!" He remembered what the bearded Bart said just now, and seemed to have figured out everything in a trance.

At this moment, reason was finally completely submerged, and illusions were everywhere in front of you. Deep in your heart, something seemed to break through the blockade and be released.

Albert could no longer remember many of the things that followed. He only knew that he wanted to tear the man in front of him and eat him.

On the other hand, when Albert's body gradually turned beastly, his spiritual puppet had already taken the lead in coming to Sigmun and faced the impact of shells.

Sigmun did not harden, but took a step back, and the Amitara arm in his hand subconsciously blocked him.

But then, the changes in front of him were completely beyond Sigmun's expectations.

The moment he waved his weapon, a scarlet blood mist instantly penetrated into his arm. In an instant, Sigmun felt the flesh and blood on his arm shrivel at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Buzz!

Drink blood.

The remains of the ancient god were activated.

boom!

Bang!

The terrible impact was released from Amitara's arm. The moment the impact hit the body, the body of the Albert puppet gradually collapsed.

When the sound of impact came into his ears, the spirit puppet had turned into neat fragments in front of Sigmun's eyes.

At this time, Albert, who had already completed his beastization, roared and rushed up.

But he only had time to let out a roar.

laugh!

The joint of Amitara's arm bounced open, and the front end stretched, like an unfolded bone spur, crossing seven or eight meters apart, instantly piercing Albert's head!

One second.

The doll is scrapped, fourth-level puppet master, Albert.
Chapter completed!