Alchemy Master Novels & Stories

What was she supposed to reply? “No, I have to take the initiative!” The Fairy Doctor stood up suddenly, she finally couldn’t take it anymore. Of course, she wasn’t really anxious to wash Alex’s clothes, but rather, she wanted to ask him about the elixir talisman. The elixir talisman was a kind of ancient talisman. It could change the rules of nature and was considered to be an extremely high-leveled item in the field of alchemy. Ordinary alchemists simply wouldn’t be able to reach that level.

Once again, it struck him how much she had to learn about her heritage and birthright. Grabbing a cloth, he turned and leaned against the vehicle, wiping the grease from his fingers. "Not a species. More of a gift or an ability, depending on who you ask. A weapon alchemist is someone who’s been bestowed with an ancient calling to forge weapons of power. They’re rare. In fact, to my knowledge, there hasn’t been one in over two decades." Pearl held her hands out in front of her, looking at them like she’d never seen them before. Then her wide eyes met his. "You’re telling me that even my hobby, my career, is Lycan?"

The first elder’s image matched the heritage he received. The second elder was a little short. “Don’t think too little of Second Elder Burton. He’s the God of Alchemy. I’m sure you would've never seen such amazing pills before!” the village chief introduced him with a smile on his face. Hearing that, Aslan also smiled, but only Philip knew the meaning behind his smile. Obviously, Aslan thought that claim was a stretch. As someone who popped pills like jelly beans, he really wondered what magical pills the other party could make.

he suggested, but I was simply shaken. “How do you find a creature that may be dead?” I sarcastically inquired. “What do you mean?” He was taken aback by the question. "I stabbed her with my arrow head, which has a silver blade, and only a miracle can save her,” I say irritably as I pour wine into my cupboard. I stirred it by silently moving the glass and watching the liquid ripple in time with the movement of my hand. “Alpha, there's a woman here in the North border who claims to be carrying medicine that can cure you,”Alkane, my Omega, reported through our mind link.

He then reminded them, "I would like to point out that you have unlimited access to level 1 and 2 magic herbs and that no matter how many magic herbs you take you will have to give back half of the magic pills you will make with them to the distribution center of the Academy, the rest of the magic pills you can keep them or you can sell them on the market. Also, your success rate in making magic pills will allow you to have greater or lesser amounts of level 3 magic herbs. For those of you who are already able to make level 3 magic pills, you will have to wait until you have made at least 500 level 2 magic pills for the center of distribution to give you a quantity of level 3 magic herbs. Th

said Lycus. "I know. Let me see,” said Albus as he took one of the magical artifacts and studied them carefully one by one. “I recognize the quality of this magic artifact. The style of manufacture is very similar to Bowen's craft, The Genius Blacksmith, a dwarf. He was rumored to be missing, but why was the skill he possessed here? After all, I recognized another magical energy here. The power of the Silver Dragon forged this magic artifact,” said Albus while narrowing his eyes.

A few minutes passed, and I was much better, I got up and made my way to the bathroom, my eyes fixed on the mirror that now reflected my very dishevelled hair and face. I got my face washed up and finally felt refreshed and ready to get to work, I made my way back to my room and began drafting everything I had learned today. From the fact that the Heirs to Crescent are identical twin and there is no way of being sure of which of them truly could be holding this relic of ancient mystery, down to the fact that L my step-brother has a very complicated relationship with the two and his father knows nothing about this. And now I'm stuck with two crazily strong alphas who could kill me within a se

“It won’t hurt her, will it? I mean, is it not the kind of spell that would require a sacrifice?” Serena laughed. “Oh this is sweet. You’re just too sweet like your father. But what you’re talking about is dark magic. The Chalice is made out of pure light magic that it is only granted to royal tamers. They have pure souls, that is why familiars like Custard are born when they come to this world.” “I think you must have mistaken pure for naivety.” Ace commented. “Hey! This is my moment. Stop embarrassing me.” I glared at him before turning back to Serena. “So what do I have to do?” I asked.

[System Message: You have watched Old Copper's display of the hammering technique ] [Due to your affinity for blacksmithing from the 'Crafting Master' Class, you have learned the skill ].

He stepped between us to pluck the ring from Avery's fingers before she could slide it on. He studied it, turning it every which way, even holding it up to the fluorescent lights in the ceiling. "How did he manage that?" "Manage what?" I asked, a sinking pit growing in my stomach. "I told you my magic is based around Earth, right? Well, metal and gemstones are as much a part of earth as plants are. But what I see here is - I just can't figure out how a Necromancer could possibly produce a Witch's spell as intricate as this."