Crystal Alchemist Novels & Stories

When the thunder was finally gone, the product was left behind. A crystal-clear diamond shone brightly in midair. There was not a single impurity or blemish on its surface. Some traces of lightning skidded on its surface. Logan sighed. "Filosophium is completed!" It was one of the best and rarest alchemical products. A Chrysopoeia Grader would lunge at it if they saw it in their vicinity. Even Logan wasn't sure he could make it. It had been a bit of a gamble.

Malakai stated, shaking his head in disapproval. ​Alaric simply growled. ​"I am alright, and so is Elara." I glanced down at the body I was currently sitting on. "Well, perhaps." She appeared deceased, but she was still drawing breath, which was a positive indicator. "Take these," I insisted, waving my hand at them once more. ​"What exactly are they?" Alaric questioned, grabbing them and tossing one to each of his brothers. ​"Blood crystals. The owner of the herbal shop gifted them to me for the infants. I went back there earlier today to purchase a few more."

Not just a wolf, but something radiant, her fur laced with runes, her eyes burning with ethereal fire. “You’re slipping,” Aelira said, voice echoing across the void. “I don’t know how to stop it,” Crystal murmured, her voice trembling. “She’s inside. Her voice, her power… I can’t breathe.” Aelira stepped closer, the realm trembling with her presence. “Elira bound herself to you through that pendant,” she said. “Not to kill you but to fracture you. You are the key to something she can’t unlock alone.” Crystal clutched her chest. The light within her flickered, chaotic, like a candle fighting the wind.

Tara looked down at her hands, suddenly embarrassed about her inability to remember. “Now don’t be letting that get to ya,” Fiona said soothingly. “I had a dickens of a time with that veil meself! I’ve a new-found respect for those who manage to shed it completely. Anyway, Alana hooked up with a wizard who lives on the mountain side. He’s not one hundred percent evil, but he’s not all that good either. He and I rarely agree.” Fiona took a sip of her tea before continuing, “He was in possession of a thaumaturgic crystal stone that’s a magical key. If in the right hands it has the power to control the portal between our realm and Shadow Land no matter what century of past or future. Balthaza

When he finished the item, a wave of joy rushed through his veins, the stupid undead finally followed the instructions and made a useful item! [Your army has progressed into the Crystal-age by the achievements of [Skeletor], new crafting recipes can be used by artisans after a researcher discovers them]: Crude crystal knife Crude hammer-crystal Crystal hand-ax (Requirement: Crude crystal hand-ax) Crystal knife (Requirement: Crude crystal knife) Crystal hammer (Requirement: Crude hammer-crystal) [All of your units receive +1 intelligence.] [Skeletor has created an item!]: [Crude Crystal Hand-axe]

A small pendant-like, but in a shape of a shard crystal manifest and afloat unto HIS palm. With the blood that came out of space, yet the soul of the forsaken souls who die protecting her and the root of her corrupted soul and very being now. It slowly forms into its ideal crystal, by which its distinct and prominent crimson blood hue whispers all alchemist desires. “Your very wish is granted.” Reaching her hand towards its direction, the crystal vanishes from HIS palm unto her hand. She draws a sinister smile, as HE reminded her and together with the name that it implies.

After all, it was usually attempted by sixth-grade low-rank alchemists at the very least. Raymond smiled and muttered, "This might be interesting..." His expressions were mirrored by Daniella, the seventh-grade alchemist and guardian of the Sixth Mountain. The other elders and peak masters had the same expressions too. Daniella's expression was rather solemn as she contemplated Severin's alchemical prowess. "He's attempting the Crystal Spring Pill? Has he already made a breakthrough to sixth-grade medium-rank alchemist?" Everyone's attention was on Severin as he began to craft the a sixth-grade medium-rank Crystal Spring Pill. His hands moved with incredible speed, placing individual materia

I shook my hand at them again. "What are they?" Drake questioned, snatching them and giving his brothers each one. "Blood crystals. The shop owner of Alchemy gave them to me for the babies. I went back earlier to get a few more." "What babies?" River was even more pissed now. Before I could come up with a lie, Elizabeth shot up, gasping for breath. Our foreheads almost collided, but I stopped her less than an inch from me. "That was crazy! I'm going to kill her." Elizabeth growled.

This crystal was said to hold the power to bridge between realms and unlock unimaginable potential. Valen, driven by his insatiable curiosity and desire for knowledge, was the first to be drawn to the crystal. As he touched it, he felt a surge of energy unlike anything he had ever experienced. It whispered secrets of the cosmos, promising to reveal the true nature of their cosmic adversary.

New hope joined with the old, a spark so pure I struggled to move, to take what he offered, my mind unable to accept maybe, just maybe, we'd won after all. And that the crystal before me held the life I thought I lost. White power flared, a figure moving with frightening speed toward the smiling sorcerer, a hand lashing toward my crystal. I cried out in fear, longing making me more afraid than the sight of Alison, her ghostly face pinched in fury, trying to take what was mine. Demetrius spun, gestured. And the two crystals came together in her face. A giant spark leaped from the two as they clinked together, flying from their glowing surfaces to land on Alison's chest.