Alchemist Healer Novels & Stories

Jax was behind me, chest against my back, his arms locking around mine like a shield, heat and scent mingling with mine, and the pulse inside me throbbed hard against both their touch. “I can’t lie,” the healer said, voice tight, eyes wide as they traced the glowing lines forming in the vial. “It’s… it’s alive, more than normal. There’s life, yes, but it’s layered… energy, Alpha, Omega… something else I can’t name yet.”

(Blacksmith Guild Master, Galdor) Fear and insecurity of oneself has started to become the start of everyone high guard, Naturally there were those that still hoped for positivity around. The Healer Guild Master, Priestess Nicole Bentham were a young blind nun, an exile of the Sister of Principality of light, all the healers in her guilds were all the practitioner that lose their place in their faction or church. But the Healer guild were known and trusted by many to provide the best healing using magic in the entire Continent, it was as simple as that.

“Hundreds of you…fine! I’ll still help you guys out. It’s simple, just follow me to our fortress and I’ll plead to our fortress master to take you in. That shouldn’t be a problem. And when you meet the other people of this place, just tell them that you’re from our fortress. Remember, don’t reveal your identity! That should work.” The girl plastered a smile on her face. She then felt her body for a while, and in the next second, she was surprised. “No freaking way! Your healing pill is hella awesome! I feel a lot better now and my injuries don’t hurt anymore. It’s truly amazing! Our people here could not even create and refine such an effective healing pill!” “Hehe, of course! The alchemist

“Alpha.” “How is she?” My voice came out rough. “She’s stable,” the healer said firmly. “The poison has stopped spreading. She’s resting now. Her body is fighting.” Relief hit me like a physical blow. I closed my eyes, just for a moment, and let it wash through me. Gods. Stable. Alive. Breathing. “Thank you,” I said quietly. The healer nodded. “She’s strong. Stubborn, too. That helps.” A ghost of a smile tugged at my mouth. “That sounds like her.”

After an hour, Soheila bids goodbye and went back to her room. An Alchemist was a profession that has the power to heal people with their pills. They could also refine a lot of types of pills such as changing someone's appearance and everything. Also, fighting with an alchemist was hard since alchemists had unlimited pills that could heal themselves or make them invisible.

Role: God of Medicine's apostle Job Title / Class: Sword fighter, Alchemist, Doctor, Magician, Cultivator HP: 100,000,000,000/100,000,000,000 MP: 20,000/20,000 Unique Skills: World dictionary & Auto language translator Item box Other world online purchase system Photographic Memory Plant replication magic (can create plants after seeing it once - need creation magic to use) Skills: Light Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Fire Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Wind Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Water Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Space Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Darkness Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Sword fighter (Black Stage Level 7 - highest level in this current realm ) Cultivation (Qi Gathering Stage) Green fi

Stormbringer— An alchemist that transmutes stress to electricity. Avenger— An alchemist that transmutes pain to healing and strength. It can also be used to punish anyone who has caused them pain, cursing them. Scorchers— An alchemist that transmutes anger to flame. Optimist— An alchemist that transmutes joy to health, and luck. Reaper— A rare type of Alchemist that breathes/ absorbs life for healing, and strength. They can also use it to temporarily copy the power or skill of someone they had killed.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

The head Healer turned, panic clear on his face. “This is beyond our medicine. Alaric must be taken to the academy, because he has entered the final mutation phase!” he said. My knees felt weak when I heard that. “There is no solution for the Sword Bearer. He will fully turn into a monster!” the Head Healer continued. “Then what will you do to him?” I asked in fear. The Head Healer took a deep breath, as if it was difficult to say. Suddenly, he pulled out a short silver dagger tucked into his belt.

"I refuse to believe they've got a healer better than me." Curing late-stage cancer wasn't just difficult. It was borderline impossible without Seven Points of Transcendence or ultra-rare alchemy ingredients. Hence, it was questionable whether Rebirth Sect had a top healer with them.