Novel & Cerita Alchemist

Alpha Nicholas After the shit show that went down between Sophie and that prick and all that business with meeting my mate, I struggled to get myself back into any kind of party mood which made things a nightmare. Add in the wanna-be future Luna's that I had to talk to and I think it's safe to say that the night was a complete right-off. I ended up being introduced to 23 She-Wolves open to chosen mates and not one of them did a thing for me. I don't want my own mate so why the fuck would I want a fake one? "You do want your mate, you're just being a stubborn prick about it!" Storm has been an absolute nightmare and I get it, I do but he's getting too much. "Not gonna stop!" I go to give him

Valerian explained. I took his word for it and tried to relax. I looked around the large hall filled with people dressed in flashy clothing. Several torches circled it spreading the light of the flames. Everything seemed to have a touch of gold. Food was served on several tables, and some maids carried about drinks and snacks on trays. Three more kingdoms were announced after ours. I caught Valerian staring at one of the princesses of RavenCrest as she walked the aisle. Judging by the smile she rendered when their eyes met, they must have something going.

//…………………………………………………………………………………………………….// “I hope you fancy a little bit of history lessons,” the king said, sipping his wine elegantly. Judy sat at the other end of the corner, Uncomfortable and tense. That did not bother the king in the slightest, he continued to say, “You see, history has it that the first Alchemists, the followers of the founders Cythis and Bevana were once considered a cult. an evil one for that matter, some

' I ask him, but he's focused on my father and Seraphina, refusing to respond to me. "Alpha Eligor, Sir, I was hoping you'd give me your permission to continue my studies after graduation. Please." She shifts nervously from foot to foot. "I want to study medicine, I've wanted to for many years. I understand I'll have to leave the packlands and live away, but I've saved a little money from babysitting over the years, it should be enough and I truly believe I can be an asset to the pack with this sort of degree."

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.

I heard the door slam open and the object of my thoughts came in leaving it open behind him. "Ah, you're finally awake,” he said mockingly, his ruddy face giving me a sinister smile, "Okay, so I can tell you about my plans. In an hour, I will meet your faithful dog. He will give me what I want, I will give him what he wants. I’ll go very far and very fast and thus we will all come out winning, don’t you think?” Faithful dog? Alex. My heart beat wildly. Alex was alive and fighting for me.

"See? Time, place, price. It's all here." "I was too busy, so I asked you to add it." I stared into her eyes. "So tell me, how did that become your discovery?" Chloe's lips trembled. She had nothing to say. "And another thing." I sniffed the air. "That cheap perfume you're wearing? It has a chemical reaction with 'Serenity.' It's pathetic. Our new Chief Alchemist doesn't even know the first rule of alchemy." "You're lying!" she shrieked.

"End this. Now. Or I will feed you to your own dogs." ​"My dogs? No, Rhea. They are your brothers. Your cousins. Anyone who wandered too far south in the last ten years," the Alchemist said, finally turning to face her. "Do you know how hard it is to stabilize the Silver Bane DNA? It’s so... stubborn. So prideful. It took me years to find the catalyst. Do you know what it was?" ​He stepped closer, and Rhea felt a wave of nausea. He smelled of formaldehyde and dead lilies.

High-Rank power frequently fought over such an alchemist to win him or her over in their forces. Alchemists or Alchemy Masters are cultivators in the cultivation world with a profession in medicines and creating pills. They are all highly respected and valued people in the cultivation world because of their ability to create pills that could significantly assist others whether it'd be their health or cultivation. However, not everybody can become an Alchemist as they wish. Just like cultivation, one must be born with the talent to become an Alchemist, as they are re

“A Sage Rank’s Eighteenth Grade herb… Is she trying to concoct an elixir at the Eighteenth Grade?” He murmured. Under normal circumstances, the elixir one concocted would be equivalent to the grade of the herbs used. Of course, there were exceptions to the norm. Say, for example, an Eighteenth Grade herb. If an alchemist of ordinary caliber failed to properly concoct the elixir, the final quality of the elixir would not be too high and would only remain around the Twelfth or Fifteenth Grade. There were exceptions too. One could also concoct an elixir at the Sage Rank’s Twentieth Grade by using an Eighteenth Grade herb. This could only happen at the hands of a