The Geared Immortal

Chapter 923 - The Inner Kingdom: Dark Alchemist (2)

Chapter 923

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It took about half an hour before the carriage arrives in a dark alley. As the hooded man alighted from the carriage he commanded the people with him to carry the unconscious Shin Jiao inside. They went through the maze-like corridors with many sounds of crying and weeping everywhere.

Each corridor is filled with rooms that look like a prison cell. Inside the cell, one could see sorry-looking people who are crying and while others are moaning in pain.

The smell of the place is reeking with blood and other types of odor that can make one vomit.

There is even the stench of rotting flesh inside, but it seems that the people with the hooded man are already used to this kind of atmosphere as they walk deeper.

They soon arrive in a series of stairs going down.

It took them around 15 minutes before they arrive inside a well-lit laboratory. From the light source, one could tell that they are using the magic light bulb that the Mystique Shop is selling and the magic batteries. This laboratory is filled with magic light bulbs and one could think that it is daylight inside of it.

"Yuma.. How is your mission?" a tall and handsome man wearing an expensive robe suddenly asked with a serious expression on his face as he appears from a corner of the room.

When the hooded man heard those words, he quickly turns around. There is a visible shock on his face that tells that he did not expect to see this person inside of this laboratory.historical

"Ma.. Master?... You.. What.. What are you doing here?" Yuma asked with a trembling voice.

"What am I doing here? Hahaha.. This is still my place.. Do you think you can keep this place a secret under me?" the man said with mockery in his tone.

"No.. I mean, I did not mean to do that master.. It's just.."

"Enough! You captured the target and take him here? Do you want to extract something from him and keep it from me? How dare you?!" the man shouted in anger.

With his shout, the whole laboratory seems to have been shaken.

When the people with Yuma heard this, they all feel scared. They knew how strong this man is and they are all afraid of him.

Though he is not a Grand Magus yet, with his power, he is already comparable to one even though he is just an Arch Mage.

"Duke Malin Guard.. Pardon my offense.. I.. I did not mean to.."

"Shut up! Put that guy in the table.." the duke commanded.

The man is actually Duke Malin Guard the ruler of Zepa City. And right now, he is putting his strong pressure on Yuma and his people so they don't have a choice but to follow the man.

They quickly put Shin Jiao on the table and slowly back away.

"How long will this person be unconscious?" the Duke asked.

"Indefinitely, as long as I don't want it, he would not wake up.. Hehe.." Yuma said with confidence.

He is confident of his ability because he used the latest product he has discovered from the disease they have been spreading outside. Through their harvest, they are able to discover many things about the disease and also its wonderful diverse use when it comes to alchemy.

Yuma began to explain to the duke about the process and how he was able to make the dust. He boasted that even a Grand Magus would not be able to escape his dust because it can penetrate their barriers or mana shields.

When the Duke heard this, he showed a slight frown on his face. With a wave of his hand, he suddenly grabs Yuma's neck and casts paralysis on him and his men.

"Do you think, I'm stupid. Since you explained it like this, I know what you are planning to do.. you are too proud and too confident for your own sake. You think everyone is as silly as you.. Haha.." the duke said with a chuckle.

Yuma was stunned and did not know how the duke was able to figure out what he was planning to do.

Yuma was a bit regretful at this time because he was too engrossed in explaining his discovery. He seems to have been too engrossed in his confidence that he forgot that the duke is also a crafty individual just like himself.

And right now, he is in the mercy of the hands of the duke.

"Now tell me, where is the antidote?" the Duke said with a smile.

Yuma suddenly found himself able to move his head.

"Duke, please spare my life. I did not betray you.. I would never dare.." Yuma pleaded.

"You are a dark mage and a dark alchemist, why would I believe you?" the duke said while looking at Yuma's glowing eyes.

"I.. I.." he could not say anything as he could not rebut the words of the duke.

"Sigh.. the antidote is in those vials.." he said while pointing at four vials on the side of the experiment table.

The duke got hold of one bottle. Looks at it and checked its contents. He then grabs a pinch of dust on the table and releases one of the thugs with Yuma.

He let that thug inhale a small portion of the dust and quickly he lost consciousness. Then, the duke uses a drop of the liquid from the vial in his hand.

In just one drop, that person immediately regained his consciousness.

The duke did not hesitate to drink the vial.

He then feels a burning feeling in his body as he howled in pain. After a few minutes of intense pain, the duke was able to recover.

"Damn this guy is too crafty.." Yuma thought.

He dare not challenge the authority of the duke. But he also has the idea of using the powder to usurp his power. But now his plan has already been downed to the drain.

The paralysis was released and Yuma immediately got down on his knees to placate the anger of the duke towards him.

"I want the things that you discover from that guy to be sent to me after. You can do whatever you wanted to him afterward." The duke said as he turns around and leaves the laboratory.

When the duke is already gone, Yuma suddenly stood up and with a wave of his hand, he sent a dark blade to the thug that the duke used as his example.

"Damn that duke! If I get my chance, I will surely send him packing to the afterlife!" he shouted in anger.

He began cursing as he could not believe that he fell for the duke's machinations. He has worked so hard to create the sleeping dust; he wanted it to be his most powerful weapon against anyone. But what he did not expect is the duke discovering the antidote against it.

He knew that the duke has the ability to assimilate any type of poison or cure into his body. This is the reason why he became so powerful and immune to any poison. But the dust is unique as he discovers it to be very effective and no one has immunity against it.

But to be able to use it, he needs to have that immunity himself. So he created an antidote. But the antidote he created for himself is a permanent one and the ones on the vials are temporary. But that is already enough for the duke to be able to be immune to the dust, and that is the reason why he would not dare to use it any more against him.

"Sigh.. Am I going to be his subordinate until I die?.." he muttered to himself.

He then looks at his minions and waves his hand.

"Go out.. prepare the mind scanning machine. I need to do my work.." he shouted in annoyance.

The people went out of the room.

Yuma is the one left inside as he began to pace back and forth. He still could not accept that he was tricked by the duke.

As he looks at the remaining vials, he could not help but sigh once again. He takes all of them and hides them inside a secret drawer at the corner of the room.

After doing that, he began to prepare the operating table and also the things he needed to use for the purpose of extracting information from a person's mind.

This type of process is not perfect and could cause too much pain to the person, but he did not care. What he needed to do is to extract the information he wanted and the aftermath is none of his concern.

Plus he also found it quite amusing when people began crying in pain and agony. It somewhat gives him the pleasure of some sort.

Upon thinking to this point, he showed a smile on his face.

"This would be very painful.. I wonder if this Grand Magus could maintain his sanity after this.. Hehehe.." Yuma said while smiling evilly.

Right at that moment, as he turns around, the prongs in his hands fell to the floor as his expression turned horrible.