Novel & Cerita Strong Arm Alchemist

(Alfred Monticello) As he speaks about his opinion, it was clear that he was saying nothing but praised for Aeternum military that were educated and founded by me. Alfred is an Arch Lich that has lived for many years, he witnessed countless nation rose and fell, so him saying that Aeternum military were the strongest he ever seen, that means a lot.

A big throne Chair is placed at the end of the room on a small pedestal. Way to make yourself more important than what you are… jumps through my mind but I need to stay calm now. A Door behind the chair opens and a big husky Man is walking towards the chair, he is quite old with a beer belly and the smell of alcohol makes me want to be sick. I can just about stop myself heaving in disgust. He looks very unkept with long hair that I am sure has not seen a brush in months never mind shampoo. I am sure he must have seen my expression as he came in as he waves us now closer. I really don’t want to get any closer to him at all. Not sure how I am meant to keep a straight face but once again the do

One of such skills was what the man before him was using right now. "Edict Infused Alchemy," Frederick silently mumbled the name of the technique without taking his eyes off Selina. Edict Infused Alchemy was an alchemical technique of the highest order, and only a few had ever been able to master this skill. It was a technique that placed talented alchemists above the mediocre ones, and the same one that brought about the title, "Alchemy Grandmaster"!

" … A month passed in unprecedented peace—at least that was how Felix felt. During this month, he had put his new status as an Intermediate-grade alchemist to good use. Following Harmony Clinic's regulations, he received a monthly allowance of herbs based on his rank and talent. He had chosen to focus all of these resources on cultivating pills that enhanced martial strength. These pills were scarce both in Harmony Clinic and throughout Martial City, so his effort would help many people. With a pill-forming rate of nine per batch, he kept six for himself and submitted the minimum requirement of three to Harmony Clinic. It was a profitable arrangement, indeed. "Not bad. According to Dickson's

“Important? What do you mean?” But Aeron merely gave a faint smile and bowed again. “I’ll take my leave. If you need anything, just ring the bell.” He stepped back and signaled the two servants to follow. But before they left, he turned and added, “And… I suggest you eat, even just a little. Your body needs to adjust.” Adjust? That word sent another chill down my spine. “Everyone around Caelan is seriously weird,” I muttered. The door closed again, leaving me alone with a table full of extravagant sweets that felt far too luxurious to eat alone.

James said helplessly, “I don't have much time left.” Novas thought awhile and said, “We can enter the Time Formation and try to practice. Emperor Jabari was also an alchemist and had passed down many alchemy skills. “Besides, you have Crucifier and the Heavenly Art. If I remember correctly, the Heavenly Art should have records of very proficient alchemy skills.” James was clueless about this. Although he had obtained the Heavenly Art, he had only viewed a portion of it and learned to fuse Crucifier with Exalter. He did not go through the rest as time was limited.

"haaa...haaa" "Hmm, you’re improving." Nerom notices Alkhun's endurance getting stronger. Alkhun has a tremendous talent in Magic and is blessed by tremendous mana that's pretty normal for elite family descendants. The thing Alkhun lacks was physical power, strength, endurance, and inexperience in combat. Nonetheless, Nerom knows that this kid could probably beat him when it comes to all-out power. He was born a mage. "Do you think how long does it take for me to beat you?"

I could tell he was a beta and based on what he was wearing, he looked like a soldier. He winked at me, saying 'hi' while smiling when our eyes met, which made me a little annoyed. I frowned and immediately looked away from him. Then, I felt him hold my arm. It's as if he doesn't want to lose me by his side, unlike that other man who held me forcefully earlier and seemed to be furious. I tried to get away from him but failed as he started pulling me out of the videoke bar. "We need to get out of here! That Alpha is ruthless and crazy. And he has a lot of minions who are with him," the beta guy said seriously as he pulled me out even though I objected and wanted to walk on my own.

Alpha Rolf says politely. Alaric falls silent for a moment before setting his utensils down on the plate without a sound. “It takes years to reach my standards, Alpha. No offense,” Alaric says politely. “But determination alone is enough. We could march to attack today if we wanted to.” “Do you want me to start brewing corpse preservation formulas on a massive scale?” Dorian suddenly cuts in. Alaric turns toward him with an irritated expression. “Just eat and shut your mouth, Alchemist. Or better yet, go outside and collect your own moss.”

The strength of these three sorcerers was quite strong when compared to ordinary humans. That day Al wore sleeveless armor so that his arm muscles look perfectly curved. His burly body was imprinted on his stretchy armor. He took off his hood and glared at the guest who barged in. His stiff hair stood sharp, towered in Mohawk style, and was dark green. With his masculine jaw, Al looked fierce and strong. He deliberately exposed his muscles to scare his opponent. His red eyes glared ferociously. His tall body emitted an oppressive aura. Al was ready to hit anyone who dared to break into the Brighton area.