Green Alchemist Novels & Stories

“First, you must remove your waist belt and submit it to me. Do it quickly, because my pal over there doesn't have much patience left.” Rhaizen Gale followed the instructions. He flung his belt, which contained all of his potions and elixirs, over to the Lorth mage. The mage said, "Good." He then proceeded to stomp the vials and beakers under his feet, ensuring that they were all smashed. He knew the chemicals could only react when they were cast by an alchemist who had consumed a mutagen that caused them to tap into the manna fields, so he could stomp on them as much as he wanted because he knew they were nonreactive and couldn't harm him.

I made a mental note to see that he received extra rations. Now alone, I tidied up the cluttered workspace, making meticulous notes on my progress. Precision was paramount when tampering with the fabric of the arcane realm blended into these solutions. One mis-transcribed rune or incorrectly measured tincture could spell disaster. But thankfully, the formulas I had devised over the decades of studying and experimentation almost never failed anymore. My reputation as an unparalleled alchemist was hard-earned.

"But it's enough to counteract the curse's effects for two hours. Not a permanent solution, but a promising start." Without delay, we stepped out of the room and walked down the corridor toward the alchemist's building. The gray stone building towered at the eastern end of the palace, with tall windows covered in thick glass. Inside, the scent of sulfur and herbs mingled together. We were greeted by two alchemists specializing in antidotes and poisons: Alchemist Quenlin and his assistant, Alchemist Elvar. The brown-haired man in the tattered robe handed a scroll of reports to Alpha Aric.

As he waved his fingers of his right hand, dozens of Chinese characters fell and sealed all the twelve green pills. Pills had souls, especially high-level ones, which were crystal refined from countless divine herbs. Alchemy itself was a process of creation, so the divine pills refined by real alchemists were conscious elves with souls. From the moment they were created, they would flee quickly if they were not sealed. Ding Hao spread out his palm. Twelve crystal longan-sized round elixirs, like jade, restrained their brilliance and quietly lay on Ding Hao's palm, emitting their divinity.

" He rolled his eyes. I chuckled before strolling about the small room equipped with assortments of spell books laced in shelves. I was looking for the right spell. The right book on how to tame a monster. Whether I liked it or not, I was powerful but Green is a woman on another scale entirely. "There are two reasons why I'm going for this mission," I muttered as I stopped to slip out a book. One of my Mother's special books which mainly contained spells an average Witch couldn't handle. "Payback," I started icily as I returned to the small round table in the center. "Alfred betrayed us, this is the perfect way to pay him back in his own coin. Once this mission is successful, he's not gettin

I felt that this was my last salvation. -If I become your mistress, would your father help me? -What -I know who you are and what you are going through. I am an alpha and I could help you with this. I'm willing to do anything to become your lover to save my life. I'll do anything you ask me to do. -You have a lot of nerve to say that to me. She looked annoyed when she heard me speak, but she started looking me up and down. I wasn't ugly, I was 24 years old, black hair and blue eyes, I was a little tall and I tried to keep in shape. I worked out every day.

the teacher gave him a nod, which he responded with a proud smile. “But the fact remains that all of you are not a master in this. The making of an elixir needs a Master Alchemist, someone very skilled and knowledgeable about the art or alchemy by heart. Only when a Master Alchemist who knows his or her way around their pot for research would a single drop of elixir can be made,” the teacher finished with a calm expression. But then he frowned slightly. “Please know that I’m not trying to insult you or degrade you because you’re a newbie at this.” “It’s alright, Teacher Enji. Many of us here have just started brewing in your class. So it’s understandable that you would try a simple recipe fi

Amber alighted at her destination and I followed her, It's gonna be a new life for me I hoped . After 30 minutes of walking through thorns and bushes we reached our or rather her Territory. The walls were so high and so beautiful,made of terra stones from up north. I stared in awe at the magnificent sculptures that welcomed me. This is Brown pack's territory she said smiling at me with gladness that I loved it. Let's get in Melissa,the insides are more beautiful we could bet that.

“Irina, I hope you and Lucas are perfectly fine. Well, I write this letter under the watch of your father. He is still reluctant but I managed to convince him. Let’s get to the point, as I promised you that I’ll find a way to help you. We went back to the past again, me, your father, and Elder Mory, to see a young alchemist. Turn out, there is a way, although no guarantee but I think you should try it. Instead of spell, you can try potion. It’s called the green morning, made from the essence of green morning flower which only grew at the peak of mount zarkh once in ten years. You can have the further explanation about it in the book where you find this letter. The book is written by the alch

"Two thousand pill runes! You have to refine two thousand pill runes! "You also have to guarantee that those two thousand pill runes have a fifty percent refinement with your pill! Anyone who can do that is only a step away from becoming a seventh-grade alchemist." The green-robed man took a deep breath. He nodded slightly before he said, "Of course I know how hard it is. If it wasn't difficult, I wouldn't even dare claim it.