Novel & Cerita Soul Alchemy Book

The memory of the great master he absorbed had a lot of memories about alchemists. The Divine Void World's alchemists were not that much different from those in the Hestia Continent. However, the Divine Void World's alchemists were at a higher level, and the alchemists needed to master the Way of the Pill as well. Thinking about that, he smirked. Thankfully, he had a cheating tool. The soul-gathering crystal had been in Mustard Seed for far too long. After leaving Sunset Valley, he would have to use the soul-gathering crystal again.

It might lead to a psychotic break or life-threatening situation for severe cases. Sabastian was taken aback for a moment. Then, he brushed it off and sneered, "It does make a little sense. Now, tell me, where did you learn that?" "I read about that from an ancient book," Darryl replied indifferently! "Which ancient book?" Sabastian asked. Darryl laughed. "No comment!" The Infinite Elixir Manual recorded the essence of alchemy in the world, and it also recorded details of countless elixirs. It was an amazing and precious book. How could Darryl release the information to them?

Since the three of them weren’t any stronger than Alyssa, they figured that they’d meet their demise if they bumped into those people, so leaving was the best choice for now. By then, Alex had reached a faraway place with Shirley and Alyssa. He looked at the 3D map in his mind. Knowing that there weren't any bone patterns nearby meant that they were safe for now. Hence, he immediately threw Alyssa’s body aside and checked on Shirley. She was unconscious from using way too much soul power. The fractures also caused more damages to her soul. Alex pondered and used the Ultimate Book of Medicine to comfort and heal her soul. As the Ultimate Book of Medicine had widespread knowledge, not only was

Only after five full hours did Logo finally discover the alchemical canon most suited to him. General Outline of Aslant Alchemy, A Foundational Introduction to Mechanical Alchemy, Karashen’s Analysis of Materials Science, Mefin’s Detailed Commentary on Runes, Collected Notes for Apprentice Alchemists… Eleven volumes in total. Had they been written on paper, any single one of them could easily have filled ten rooms. When Logo chose to receive this knowledge, each star of information transformed into a meteor and shot toward him, sinking one after another into his chest.

“But that's not the worst part.” She unrolled it, revealing a complex magical diagram that made my head hurt just looking at it. “She's building a new ritual. Not the Ascension Ritual she tried before—that window closed when she missed the Moonfall Eclipse. This is something different. Something older.” Aldric leaned forward, studying the diagram. His face went pale. “No. That's not possible. Those texts were destroyed centuries ago.” “What texts?” I asked, dreading the answer. “The Soulweave Codex,” Aldric said quietly. “Ancient dark magic that predates the Lycan kingdoms. It's a way to bind multiple souls into a single consciousness, creating a hive mind.”

This was in fact the first time he smiled. "Hm, you're right, Belphegor," he said. Feeling happy that his lord has been cheered up a bit, Belphegor began to fly around the tall bookshelves. "As you can see, my lord, there are hundreds of books in here, from Alchemy, Mathematics, Magic Understanding, Cooking, and many books written by Master Ainz and Lady Lesithea about their research on Alchemy, Undead, and Chimeras, which led to their final and greatest creation, you," said Belphegor.

Reading passages, finding nothing useful. Then Gray pulled out an old leather-bound book from the back of the highest shelf. "This one looks ancient," he said. The cover was cracked. The pages were yellowed and fragile. The text was written in an old script that was hard to read. But there. On page seventy-three. A chapter titled "The Resurrection of the Fallen." My hands shook as I read. "What does it say?" Gray asked. I read aloud. "To resurrect one who has fallen to mortal wounds but whose essence remains, three offerings must be made. The Mighty Alpha Soul. The Maiden Soul. And the Ancient Wolf Soul."

Ena closed the book, exiting a deep sigh, "this book was never written. It wrote itself. What you heard was its ink, the souls it uses to carve each word. It captures every fear. Every last word. The tears that fell from its victims and with that it creates. We call this Soul Magic. The darkest in the world. Not one created, or that was at the beginning of time. No. This is one we created ourselves, one we fuel with our every breath. Do you want to destroy the book? You first must destroy the whole world, for as long as evil desires exist in the flesh, it too shall live on.” "W-what’s this got to d-do with the spell?" Mariah asked with a slight stutter to her tone. The spell is the heart of

Inside: Not yet. I began scanning the shelves. Titles of all kinds filled the aisles. My hand slid across the spines at my eye level. A hard-covered green book smelling faintly of old paper drew my attention: The Origin of Elemental Sorcery. Then another—its gold embossed symbols of the four elements shimmering under the light: A History of Ignith, Hydros, Terragaia, and Glacius. Moving to the next shelf, I spotted a worn leather-bound book, edges frayed from overuse: Hybrid Wolves with Magical Signatures. And a thin one compared to the rest: The Forbidden Transition Between Elements.

My fate was sealed—and they would make sure I never forgot it. So much so, that when a moan escaped my lips, Pavel resumed his movements, sending another shockwave into my soaked core. The force of it knocked the breath out of me. Alexei didn’t hesitate, following suit and filling me at the same time. My body tensed, caught between two storms—one fierce, the other lethally controlled. They moved in sync, an inhuman rhythm that dragged me past the brink of sanity as they took me, touching every inch of my exposed skin.