Alchemy Albedo Mga Nobela at Kwento

Emma whispered as tears threatened to fall from her eyes. “It’s not your fault. I didn’t remember what today was either until I saw Gloria and Dennis this morning. I miss him,” I admitted. “Come on, ladies, don’t be sad. How about this? Let’s hang out tonight and reminisce about the past. Remember that time when Cole accidentally ingested wolfsbane? He was all loopy and kept calling me Emma and proclaiming his undying love for me. Or that time when he fell asleep, and we drew penises on his cheeks and forehead, and it took him almost an entire day before he noticed. He kept wondering why everyone was looking at him funny,” Conrad reeled off, and by the end, we were all laughing over the memo

His sharp gaze penetrated illusions and fell on the top of the Enchanted Peak. Heath's eyes widened in disbelief when he saw the Clear Spirit Pills that underwent tribulation, and he exclaimed in astonishment, "Are these eighth-grade alchemical pills? Has Severin advanced to become an eighth-grade alchemist?" As a ninth-grade alchemist, he could tell that the quality of these Clear Spirit Pills was extremely extraordinary, even though they only reached the level of eighth-grade primary alchemical pills. However, they were all perfected with all impurities removed, leaving only the most essential medicinal properties.

Dobah asked, obviously interested in this new piece of information. "At first, an Alpha of a pack, White Sted Pack to be exact, had visited our Prince a couple of months, bringing news of a certain cave of Baresis in which large amounts of Absterum had been found in..." Aiden replied, though Kane cut him short at this point. "You mean the mineral that can help us work under the sunlight without being burnt to ashes? This mineral...???" Kane asked, pointing at the small glowing red orb right in the middle of the ring he was wearing on the smallest finger of his left hand.

They called themself vamolves. “He did it! Adron finally figured out how to use our own creations against us!” Sabrina said as she pulled up an image of one. “Now he is completely gone and is in his own underworld, we cannot get to him!” Althea cried out. The worry was evident on her beautiful porcelain face. Her silky white wavy hair was being blown behind her as she kept pacing around the room. Sabrina was almost her twin but she had green eyes compared to Althea’s sky blue ones.

Isolde ask “Yes,” Alexa said “If I am not wrong Aleris, our planets life force is green in color. It is said that in ancient times green is the color of Aleris before it transform into blue because of time,” Isolde said “Then what does it have to do to me?” Alexa ask “It means that your life energy is something of an ancient since it emits green light same of the life force of Aleris before. Maybe that is the reason why the healing stone works on you,” Isolde explained

I chanced it, howling like the others as my body melted away into a snarling set of claws, teeth and fangs. Alba is a wolf of jet black fur, the amulet marked me out, sparkling under the faint light of dawn. From the grassy training complex we moved as one pack. A mass of furred, sharp-toothed warriors pounding down the baked desert paths. The earth so dry it formed a cracked, snarling maze of jagged red platforms.

He turned to block it but a punch wasn't the attack. As soon as Albus got closer to Yen his entire body glowed white and exploded. The explosion was so big that everyone could see it, and it was so bright that the colour of the sky was changed. It was no use calculating the destruction scale of the explosion, it was so freaking huge.

He laughed at a quiet, slightly hysterical sound that echoed in the quiet room. He took another sip, letting the warmth settle. The alcohol hit his starved bloodstream fast, making his head spin, but the lightheadedness didn't frighten him this time. It made him feel powerful. It made him feel reckless. Luca looked around the study. It was so incredibly neat. Perfect, terrifying symmetry. Everything had a place, representing Adrian’s absolute obsession with order and control. "Let's mess up your perfect world, Adrian," Luca whispered, his voice slurred slightly by the whiskey.