Chapter 537 Purple Lightning_1

Strictly speaking, Elsa's attack this time was not a surprise attack, but her goal had been achieved.

With a decisive stab, the dagger in her right hand pierced the left shoulder of the short alchemist. Simultaneously, she got a clear view of the alchemist's face, an extremely ugly face that would repulse anyone.

There was no screaming, no crying out in pain.

The short alchemist's eyes were firmly fixed on the woman who had suddenly appeared before him.

He suddenly thought of the men in the black cloaks, why they were in the Sandstone Forest. Then, the face in front of him overlapped with the one he remembered, and he realized who she was.

Chief Elsa of the City Security Bureau.

His already frenzied mind was finally freed from the bonds of rationality entirely.

Kill!

He stopped considering the consequences; the only thing the short alchemist wanted now was to kill everyone in sight.

Regardless of whether the alchemy experiment was ultimately successful, he had to do it.