“It's simple. Since they're biological beings, just wipe them out from a biological level.”
“...”
Facing Alisa's blunt words, Lan Qingyou—who didn't consider herself a good person to begin with—felt a bit naive.
“You haven't misunderstood something, have you?”
Seeing Lan Qingyou's expression, Alisa rolled her eyes.
“What? Did I get it wrong?”
Lan Qingyou shook her head.
“I think you did.”
As she spoke, Alisa took out a whistle the size of a thumb and blew it.
As the whistle sounded, the quiet exterior of the house suddenly became lively.
First came the sound of something colliding, followed by the shouts of people and the cracking of whips.
Immediately after, Lan Qingyou, sitting on the rug, felt the building vibrate.
The vibration grew stronger until it felt like the world was shaking.
But Lan Qingyou didn't panic. If the sky fell, the local power sitting across from her would be the one to deal with it.
Besides, the commotion was caused by this woman herself.
Thinking this, Lan Qingyou picked up her teacup and took a calm sip to moisten her throat before starting on her exotic breakfast.
The vibration continued, though not for long.
It stopped after about a minute.
Then, Lan Qingyou saw a snake head peek out from behind the walls of the workshop.
Then a second, a third, a fourth... it didn't stop until there were nine.
These snake heads were fitted with reins, each controlled by a person dressed in white.
“What a delightful creature. Is this your punishment?”
Lan Qingyou, gracefully holding her teacup, gave a slight smile as she looked at the snake heads.
Although she was smiling, she was cursing internally.
As the owner of the Analytic Magic Eye, Lan Qingyou could clearly see what those nine snake heads were.
She even knew exactly what the creature was made of.
The Hydra?
No, that was just a name Alisa had given it.
As for what was truly inside, Lan Qingyou believed that besides Alisa, the one who made it, no one in the world knew better than she did.
“Isn't it? This is the strongest organism I can create at this stage; it took me five months.”
Facing Lan Qingyou's 'praise,' Alisa looked proud.
“Originally, I thought I only needed homunculi to live and research comfortably. But after seeing those Witches of the High Tower under you, I changed my mind.”
“It was from that point on that I officially took in witches other than homunculi, allowing my clan to grow larger and more diverse.”
“Eventually, someone discovered my workshop here, and when they launched the invasion of the Abandoned Land, they attacked this place as well.”
“There's nothing much to say about the battle itself. In the end, those who attacked me became... this.”
Alisa shrugged, explaining the hardships of her research journey as if talking to herself.
As a fellow researcher, Lan Qingyou naturally recognized the expression of someone wanting to share their results.
But this expression had a hint of madness in it.
Seriously... are all alchemy students like this?
Or is it just witches?
“It truly is an interesting experience. I'm almost a bit regretful I couldn't participate in such a fun activity. If only I hadn't gone into that dungeon... though, if I hadn't, those people trying to trap me probably wouldn't have acted.”
Lan Qingyou gave a self-deprecating laugh.
To be honest, she truly admired the people pulling the strings behind the scenes.
They really thought highly of her.
First, they trapped her in a dungeon, then incited people on the world channel, and finally mobilized millions to join the war.
Unfortunately for them, they didn't know that touching a witch would bring a curse.
Now, each of them was facing retribution.
However, there were still many people roaming free who hadn't been brought to justice.
That was why Diana had sent Adele and Nangong Lengyue to lead teams on a hunt.
But...
“Besides this Hydra, there must be others, right?”
Seeing Alisa's smug little expression, a strange feeling rose in Lan Qingyou's heart.
“Of course. Besides this Hydra, I also made a black giant dragon named Ladon, a pack of small blue-flamed Cerberus, a Sphinx, a sea monster named Scylla, and little cuties like the Plague Butcher.”
“After all, with so many people coming to kill me, I couldn't just make one. It would be a waste of materials, wouldn't it? Hahaha!”
Alisa laughed loudly, as if telling a very funny joke.
But... only an agent of chaos would find this funny.
This crazy woman really is ruthless.
Not only did she use biological alchemy to turn herself into an alchemical creature, but she also turned so many enemies into synthesized beasts.
Yes, that's right—this crazy woman had turned her entire self into an alchemical creature.
More accurately, she was something closer to a biological crucible.
This was why she had been able to analyze her enemies' weaknesses and concoct corresponding potions in such a short time during the tournament.
Lan Qingyou had previously thought about how to speed up potion production to increase efficiency.
But none of the methods she came up with worked.
This meant that even if the time required to make a potion could be shortened, there was a limit.
It was a matter of rules, something that couldn't be broken by novel ideas or imagination alone.
Unless one was like Alisa.
But Lan Qingyou knew that no matter how ruthless she was to herself, she could never go to that extent.
She could only say this woman was more formidable than her.
However, Alisa's path was a valid one.
After all, no matter what the research topic was, the ultimate goal of alchemy was to create things like the Panacea or the Elixir of Life. This would allow an alchemist to become ageless and immortal, giving them eternal time to research other subjects and become a truly all-knowing Great Sage.
From this perspective, she was lucky.
She was the first to become a witch, gaining ageless and immortal abilities right away, so she didn't have to worry about such things like other alchemists.
But doing it Alisa's way would undoubtedly cause problems for the person.
Whether physically or psychologically.
To some extent, Alisa could no longer be considered human; of course, she wasn't quite a witch either.
She was some kind of unknown biological entity that even the world consciousness couldn't be bothered to manage.
“While the Mana School emphasizes using one's own mana, it still requires a tiny bit of external matter to achieve transformation. From this point of view, if one uses purely mana, it shouldn't be called alchemy; it should be called creation.”
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