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Chapter 87 He will boil me to death!

700 years of the Kingdom of Babylon.

A hundred years have passed since the last wedding celebration, and now the National Day ceremony is ushered in. In conjunction with the ceremony, there is still the Wizarding Academy Exchange Competition of the Three Kingdoms, with countless talented wizards competing in the ring.

At this moment, the Alchemist Emperor has been in power for more than three hundred years and has a lifespan of more than four hundred years.

"It has been immortal for more than four hundred years, which has never happened before in history."

"Thinking back to the time when Gilgamesh and the three witches all died out at over 200 years old. Such long lifespans are indeed unprecedented."

.....

Countless people can only bury this shock in their hearts.

In these long years, there have been no more discordant voices, and the world has prospered and developed peacefully. After all, the long-lived and immortal Alchemist Emperor once again suppressed the three kingdoms with unparalleled momentum.

Now, after Li Shengjiang has been running around all his life, he has finally come to his own comfortable and leisurely farming days.

In the past hundred years, I lived happily with the seven little witches, planting fields, developing technology trees, and enjoying the flowers before the moon and the moon under the moon. These were indeed the best days.

Although in this harmonious atmosphere across the country, several more sixth-level wizards were born, and Ermin was also promoted to a sixth-level wizard, but because it was too harmonious and without the oppression of death, it was difficult to give birth to amazing talents, similar to Medusa back then.

These are the geniuses who can open up an era.

During the Great Festival, the Rose Kingdom on the top of the mountain and the Orc Kingdom in the desert all visited the monarch one after another and presented congratulatory gifts, dazzling with all kinds of rare treasures.

The wizards of the three kingdoms gathered together, leisurely tasting various delicacies, discussing alchemy and witchcraft, and from time to time they raised their heads and looked at the King of Babylon, Grantham, who was sitting on the throne.

"It's still very powerful and powerful."

"The Great Alchemist seems to live on forever and rule every wizarding era."

While people were discussing, suddenly the stamens bloomed.

Rows of beautiful palace ladies holding flower baskets and throwing petals into the air spread out from both sides.

"Brothers Edward, Edward Elric, and Alphonse Elric, the champions of this Wizarding Exchange Competition, came to meet our great Alchemist Emperor! The King of Babylon! His Majesty Grantham!!"

Wonderful eras are advancing one by one.

Wizard colleges and major schools have given birth to countless stories, but the Alchemist Emperor still sits high on the throne unchanged.

.....

704 AD of the Kingdom of Babylon.

Only four years had passed since Daqing, but a shocking news suddenly came. Seven of the concubines of the Alchemist Emperor died of old age. The Emperor held a funeral for them, which shocked the whole country.

"What, the emperor's princess has died of old age?"

Li Shengjiang stood silently in front of the tomb for three days.

"teacher...."

Ermin stood silently in the distance, and for a moment, he didn't know how to comfort him.

Elizabeth and other seven witches were extremely weak. The Alchemist Emperor spent countless rare treasures and countless national resources to maintain the lives of seven people. They slept for nearly a hundred years and then woke up.

But now, I have only lived for more than a hundred years.

Li Shengjiang suddenly remembered something and sighed: "I still remember the two Edward brothers who were summoned by the previous champions of the college exchange competition because they tried to develop forbidden alchemy, refine the human body, and contact the forbidden area of ​​​​death like the Emperor of Death. Save

Returning to his dead mother, the alchemy backfired and their brothers became disabled."

Li Shengjiang sighed, "I don't want to get involved in this, and I don't want to ask Medusa, the Emperor of Death. I want them to be buried in peace."

"Having laughed and laughed with them for a hundred years is enough. Counting their life spans, they have lived for more than two hundred years. Gilgamesh and the three witches back then were nothing more than that. For these third-level little witches, they have already lived

enough."

One hundred years has been very satisfying for Li Shengjiang.

It's just that he has to go through the next days alone.

After the death of the seven little witches, he finally felt empty in his heart, as if his life had no pursuit and no meaning.

"It's as if they are my real family. I almost forgot that I came from another modern world. I seem to be Grantham, the great alchemist. This is my life."

"Let me be willful for once and be a tyrant."

He smiled bitterly, turned around and left, looking at his magnificent palace in the distance, "Let's bury him together, this home was originally built for you."

The next day, an announcement came out that shocked the world:

The Hanging Gardens of Babylon will be buried with seven princesses!

Countless people were so shocked that the whole country was talking about it in the streets and after dinner.

"The Hanging Gardens of Babylon, a world-class alchemical wonder! Are you going to be buried with just seven third-level little witches?"

"This was originally a home built by the Great Alchemist for the seven witches. It was used to explore the gods in the sky. It was just a side function. It is natural that the home will be buried with them now."

"The Hanging Gardens of Babylon, as a cemetery, are too generous, aren't they? Isn't it fake news?"

"It can't be false news. Someone has already seen the Hanging Gardens of Babylon rising into the sky and flying towards the endless pit that was used to explore the underground, the 'Tartarus' alchemy cave. Now it has sunk to the limit of the underground, the 'Adolf' giant

, has already wielded the giant shovel again and is filling it with soil."

....

When the exact news fell, countless people couldn't help but marvel at the generosity involved.

The Great Tomb of Tartarus is established.

The Hanging Gardens of Babylon were buried deep into the ground as a place of rest and slumber.

This is the most sensational news in hundreds of years. Perhaps, this is not only for the seven little witches, but also for the fact that the Great Alchemist plans to use it as his own cemetery and be buried with them underground after his death.

However, the Hanging Gardens of Babylon were originally used to search for the gods in the sky and explore the "Gigantes", the eye of the wind in the sky. Now that they are buried, they undoubtedly have completely given up their dream of going to heaven and exploring the land of the gods.

After the death of the seven princesses, their king was completely tired and had lost his ambition.

...

800 years of the Kingdom of Babylon.

Another hundred years have passed, and the Alchemist Emperor has lived for five hundred years. This great monarch has ruled for most of the long era of the Babylonian Wizard Kingdom.

Another centenary wizard celebration has been held.

It is another college exchange competition, and there are still many talents, everything is just like before.

The Great Emperor is still as powerful and powerful as he was a hundred years ago, with vast spiritual pressure. Sitting on the throne, people dare not look directly at him.

People still talk about it as they did a hundred years ago.

"The Great Alchemist is still astonishingly powerful. Could it be a false appearance? In fact, he is about to die of old age now?"

"Don't lie. Two hundred years ago, during Babylon's centenary celebration, when the emperor got married, some people said that the emperor would not live long. A hundred years ago, seven princesses died of old age, and some people still said that. Now, the emperor is still sitting high and alive.

, preside over this Daqing."

"The Great Alchemist has lived for five hundred years, which is incredible. You should know that an ordinary sixth-level legendary wizard only has a lifespan of 250 years..."

"Maybe living a long life is a kind of torture for the current emperor."

Everyone sighed. According to the trend of the Great Alchemist, he is still not aging. It is estimated that he can live for hundreds of years, or even live for a thousand years!

How can the emperor's terrifying background be measured by the level of a sixth-level wizard?

....

The other side of the ocean Oceanus and the land of night, the Alchemy Island of Gorgon.

Medusa was also a little surprised, and frowned, "The sixth-level legend has a lifespan of 250 years, the seventh-level epic wizard has a lifespan of 600 years, and I am now more than 650 years old. According to the normal lifespan, I have already been

died,

If I had not broken down part of the mystery of death, understood the basic structure of living things - cells, as mentioned by the Alchemist Emperor, discovered their life and death, and alleviated their aging, I would now have a life span of more than seven hundred years... The Alchemist Emperor

, why isn’t he dead? Is he going to turn me around and torture me to death?”

It is simply unbelievable that a seventh-level epic wizard should be tortured to death by a sixth-level legendary wizard.

It is as if the Alchemist Emperor is a truly living epic.

Medusa has always been calm, but at this moment she is no longer calm. She is now over 650 years old and has only more than a hundred years left to live.

She became anxious and full of disbelief, "How long can he live? Is he, a legendary alchemist, really going to torture me, an epic wizard, to death?"


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