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“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.

His father HARON told him about the name in his neck, the tattoo and the bracelet. HARON was chocked of how AHMET read all the books in this age, and the knowledge he have, so he took him to the academy to pass the entrance exam,even he know the academy accepts children above 7 years old. The academy of alchemist is the only place in this continent where people can learn to be a doctor an alchemist or a scientist. Doctors they are specialist in creatures bodies and they can analyze new symptoms and discover the new disease. Alchimistes the are specialist in making potions to change appearance, to make your animal/pet quick or strong, there are many utility for potions.

"This one is very much alive. She’s young. Beautiful and very manipulative. She also possessed powerful magic." "Really? I thought she was powerless. That's why the Fire King hated her like a plague?" Shit, that does sound like her, doesn’t it? Pearl tried her best to feign a look of total innocence. She gave them a look like a virgin trying to understand what orgasm was. Pure innocence and all. "But you know, I have heard rumours about an alchemist hiding away in a cottage near the river." Sorry, Almera. It’s me or you. And it isn’t going to be me.

They overflow with jars of powders, dried plants, an array of liquids, and peculiar artifacts that glint in the flickering candlelight. In the center of the room stands a massive, weathered oak table, its surface scarred from centuries of alchemical experiments. Intricately etched runes and symbols cover the table, glowing faintly with residual magic. A cauldron, blackened by countless brews, sits atop a wrought iron stand, simmering with a luminous, swirling concoction that seems almost alive. “The potion storage?” I give him a dubious look. “Yup.” He inches closer to one of the shelves and browses through the contents. “Hmm. We could make the food grow hair and run around.”

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.

She hummed a little song and then struck the match and lit the concoction on fire. A small fire burned in the bowl and then died down, “The smoke that rises will be white, if its turns black, it is a boy, if it remains white, it is a girl,” She explained to the watching eyes. Slowly, the smoke darkened and turned black before their eyes. Seraphina looked at Achilles, a small smile started to spread across his face. “A boy? Seraphina, we’re going to have a boy?” His smile broke into a full grin as he embraced Seraphina. Lady Briseis cleared her throat, “I think you mean we’re going to have a boy,” She coldly stated. “Princess Seraphina?” The Alchemist spoke, “Can you conjure spells without an

“There was a quenching spell added that after an hour, the site would go cold. Less collateral damage that way, provides a more targeted attack. I dislike being responsible for the death of countless innocents so I build in safeguards.” “You created these bombs?” Distracted from Jules, August re-evaluated Connery. “Warlock?” “Alchemist,” Connery corrected. “I have no magic. What I do possess is a wealth of wisdom and an uncanny ability to mix arcane ingredients to potent effect.” “Interesting,” August was thoughtful as he nodded. “So, the Van Helsings base has been destroyed and our pack members escaped before the explosion. A happy outcome all around,” he lifted an eyebrow at Jules. “How di

Everyone was mesmerized by the breath-taking beauty of the chalice that glowed under the yellow light of the chandelier. Harold Hearst sat in what looked like a den adorned with many kinds of crystals, an assortment of precious stones, mirrors and vials containing colourful potions. He loved spending time in this hideout as it reminded him of a peaceful life that he once lived. He was the oldest elf sorcerer alive and also the Warlock Alpha.

“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.

'' Arthur wants to be a alchemist too '' Stella said . '' Alchemist ? this boy ? human boy ? do you think that's possible ?'' he asked . '' Yes '' Arthur asserts . Elder elf broke out into laughter evryone was looking at him . '' I am sorry but , do you think you can achieve that ?'' asked he with serious eyes at Arthur . '' Yes i can , no matter how hard this journey will be '' he replies . '' Only one alchemist has suceeded , do you think a mere human like you can achieve alchemy ?'' he asks gazing at him ,