Chapter 72 Alchemy Furnace

 

The commotion at the airport was quite huge at this point. It attracted the attention of a group of people as they stormed in from the entrance holding bright torchlights.

 

However, Jonathan could not bring himself to be happy, as those people were from the Crimson Onyx Sect. Since he and Amber were the only uninvited guests at the airport, surely they wouldn’t believe their words.

Among the people who had swarmed into the airport was an elderly man in a grey shirt. The man with a long, gray beard, who exuded an ethereal presence, was none other than Percy’s junior, Horace Saunders, otherwise known as Master Saunders.

When Horace and the rest of the Crimson Onyx Sect members arrived at the scene, they immediately saw what was going on. “What’s going on here, Gabriel?” Horace asked.

 

Gabriel replied indifferently, “These two people are the ones who murdered Master Yarrow! They were trying to steal a helicopter and escape, but I stopped them.”

 

Horace and the rest flew into a rage upon hearing Gabriel’s words. With the younger ones threatening to skin both Jonathan and Amber alive, there was a cacophony of noises at the scene.

After getting everyone to calm down, Horace looked at Gabriel intensely and said, “We’ve never met these two strangers before, so why would they even want to harm Percy? I believe there must be something fishy about this.”

 

“You’re right. That’s why I didn’t kill them and decided to capture and interrogate them,” Gabriel said.

Jonathan realized that Horace was not on Gabriel’s side and that he seemed to have quite a reputation in the Sect. Immediately, his spirits lifted as he held back the pain and said, “I didn’t kill Master Yarrow. Gabriel’s the murderer! I have proof that he killed Master Yarrow!”

After that, he took out his phone, as he wanted to play a voice recording from it. He was not afraid of Gabriel right now. If Gabriel was daring enough to ruin the evidence on the spot, then Jonathan would be able to prove his innocence.

 

However, what made Jonathan feel a little confused was that at that moment, Gabriel seemed very calm as if his voice recording had nothing to do with him.

There’s something strange about this guy. It’s so hard to read him.

Nevertheless, Jonathan click the play button on the spot, but he was dumbfounded the very next moment because all they could hear on the phone was a static sound.

What the heck?

It finally dawned on Jonathan that Gabriel was indeed an expert from the Crimson Onyx Sect. He had deliberately interfered with the magnetic field around the area, successfully destroying the function of the voice recorder to receive signals.

There was pin-drop silence at the scene as Jonathan clutched his phone awkwardly. Then, sheepishly, he put his phone away, not knowing what else to say.

Horace’s face went pale as he said, “I’ll leave this to you, Gabriel. I hope you can give us a satisfactory explanation regarding this matter.”

“Rest assured, Master Saunders. I will certainly give everyone a satisfactory answer in three days.”

go.” Horace turned around and left with the group of people, instantly

 

to say something, but since Horace had already spoken, there was nothing

as Gabriel. It was the commotion here that gave him no choice but to bring his people over. Neither Horace nor Gabriel wanted to judge Jonathan publicly, as they were afraid of exposing

 

did

extremely exhausted. As he was badly wounded from the fight, and after much torture, he eventually

finally regained his consciousness. And upon waking up, he broke out in a cold sweat

groaning in pain due to

a formation diagram on the ground in the middle of the room and an alchemy furnace hanging on top of

the furnace was cold and

also a small window on the far left of the alchemy room, where a bright ray of sunlight was shining in at

sense of perception, Jonathan could tell that it was already eight in the morning. In other words, he had passed out for

her and looked around the room. However, she was nowhere to be found. His heart sank.

well, on second thought, I should just

he had no confidence in himself at all, and neither did he have a way to save himself right now. He realized that no matter how he tried, he could never escape from

monster, while Jonathan was like a poor, docile creature

so impeccable that Jonathan was badly injured on the inside. He was certain that the

have controlled his musculoskeletal system and forced the bullet out of his body. However,

the room. Lying on the floor, he could see the dome on the

adopted a vintage

Will there be a miracle for me? Even if there is a miracle, it’ll be snuffed out by Gabriel. He’s a

and wondered where he had been. He had not seen his master for eight years after leaving the mountains. He’s such a powerful person. Where exactly did

verge of death, one would always

that, Jonathan thought of Connor, as well as the enemies whom he

could not remember how many people he had killed after all these

had killed countless people, he did not regret taking their lives. He had always slept soundly at night, without feeling any remorse or guilt in

of Jennifer. I should have forced her to take my bank card. Perhaps she’s the only one who will

thing he regretted the most right now was

various thoughts in his mind,

people. They must

his sense of hearing was still sharp as

door was pushed

sunlight shone into

warmth. The warm sunlight shone on Jonathan’s face and body,

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