Strong Arm Alchemist Novels & Stories

Bruce's tone turned cold, "If you can't make a Spiritual Pill, or the one you make ends up being subpar, you've got no right to question anything like you did, and you'll have to pay for your words." The crowd nodded in agreement. Eliam's master was an Ambience level cultivator, highly skilled in alchemy. How dare this young man slander him like that!

Nova is quiet for a long moment before she murmurs, “I hate that you’re right.” We sit there in silence, our wrists bound, hearts tied to something we didn’t ask for—but maybe, just maybe, we’d be strong enough to choose our own fate anyway. The wolf from before returns not long after, the same one who had offered advice in the office. His expression is unreadable, calm but alert, as if prepared for anything. Without a word, he steps forward and begins untying the ropes around our wrists. “I’m Eric,” he says once the ropes fall away. “I serve as the Alphas’ steward and—on occasion—their butler. I’ve been instructed to show you to your rooms.”

If someone as strong and powerful as her is so disturbed, then this must be much worse than we anticipated. “If Armstrong is really alive… then he’s much stronger than you can imagine. Like I said, Undead in transition is extremely strong, since they have both their wolf and Undead’s blood in them. I don’t want to sound overly negative, but if Armstrong got turned into an Undead… he might be too powerful to stop. It’s one thing to turn regular wolves into Undeads, but he’s an alpha. This is really bad. Really, really bad.” I unconsciously press myself closer to Ren as the realization hits me.

The Wild willows’ secret which they kept well. Alpha Justin wasn’t always sick, he used to be the strongest warrior of Wild Willows and the only one with the Alpha’s blood running in his veins in the pack. He had won the Wild Willows the name ‘strongest pack’ in the days of his glory and strength before the misfortune befell him. He fell victim to poisoning which eroded his immune system and left him pale and sickly. “You know you shouldn’t be standing for long, and by the window at that. What if you catch a cold?”

Unfortunately, he is very clear, with his own strength, at this level of combat, it has no effect at all, his strength is still too weak. Of course, this is a comparison of the Golden Armor Grandmaster, Tadhg Walter has this horrible existence to say. In fact, even if he threw away a body of alchemy ability, just by cultivating his strength, it would still be enough to become a giant. Boom rumbling rumbling rumbling... Break Nowhere Punch, a punching beat that came out, the prestige is getting more and more prosperous. But Tadhg Walter's response was getting more and more difficult, even, there was some fresh blood on his body outside.

This super-level performance was the most satisfying Blood Energy Pill she had ever refined. ‘Humph! ‘You turned off the fire in ten minutes. It’s probably because the materials you used to refine have already been cooked to waste! ‘Let’s see how you boast your way out of it this time!’ She let out a long breath and glanced at Alex’s side. As a result, she saw the old alchemist standing next to Alex with a strange expression on his face. The old alchemist’s name was Sid Steadman, and he was a senior in the Elixir Department.

When I found the source of the evil aura, I realized that his powers are way stronger than I could ever imagine. It turned out to be Harold Armstrong, the former Beta of this pack. I had no idea that he knows about magic, I thought I was the most powerful being in this pack, not even in my wildest dreams would I have imagined something like this. He was performing a ritual when I spotted him in his basement. He sounded so furious as he mixed several potions together, he kept lamenting about the stubborn Alpha and how he blocked his access to the basement,

“Tell me everything. Start from the beginning. What happened at the market?” Rhydian squeezed my hand. “The underground stalls were crowded. I kept my face hidden. The alchemist recognized the description of the stabilizer I needed. He had one vial left.” I leaned forward. “Did he say anything about the binding? About ways to stop it?” He shook his head. “Not at first. But when I mentioned old blood rituals, he got talkative. He remembered a regular customer. Someone who bought rare poisons over many months.” My stomach tightened. “Who was it?”

Dancing in a strange merry to two of his wolves, he grabbed their torches and cast them over the village walls. I watched a few cubs fall out from their hiding places, slumped to the ground, and was outraged. "Stop it! You maniac!" Abe paused and grinned serenely. "You hear that Alisa! She's exactly like you." He came slowly towards me with dangerous eyes. "Except she's not as useful as you. She can't do anything right. She has no magic powers." The same eyes turned bloodshot. A few villagers started to scream in sheer agony, squirming on the ground like prawns in boiling water. Steam was fizzing out of their reddening skins.

Nora Argent? Unbelievable. Lucian and Felix hadn't left the lab and it was late in the afternoon already. Lucian had planned to go straight to Anna's street as soon as they were done here. "I feel weak, Lucianos. Very weak." Felix said weakly. It was uncommon to see him look this pale. The power of Argentum. "It's silver. Let's wait for Augustus to run tests. You'll be fine," Lucian reassured.