Chapter 1170: Grandmaster’s Potion

Wizard Dolan said, “I’ll be drawing blood out now, Grandmaster Bennett.”

He then took out a dagger from his portal bag. Abel could feel how different it was as soon as it was out. Given the light that was reflecting from the blade, this was probably a divine-level weapon. In other words, this could only be the creation of divine spirits and not any grandmaster blacksmith.

Wizard Dolan explained to Abel, “This belonged to the war god. It didn’t have much use since it’s a very short weapon, but I am using it as my last line of defence. Unfortunately, I’ve had to spend quite a lot of points for it.”

He then took a few steps forward towards the god of war, who was stuck inside the stone room. He stabbed the blade. As the blade struck down and made contact with the skin of the god of war, a sound of metals clunking each other could be heard. He didn’t stop there, however. He only continued to stab the same position. After multiple strikes, a minor wound finally appeared at the god of war’s shin.

Wizard Dolan reached for a crystal bottle from his portal bag. He placed it near the wound to catch a droplet of blood, which was gold. As soon as the golden droplet fell, the wound on the shin immediately healed. It could be said that the defensive power of the god of war was very frightening. The god of war was in a completely defenseless position, by the way. Given that he was asleep, his body should be in an extremely relaxed state. Also, with all the years of having energy sucked out of his body without recharging any back, he was as weak as he could be.

Wizard Dolan explained to Abel, “Divine spirits can only be hurt with physical attacks. This rule can be only made an exception when there are divine items involved. This is why, Master Bennett, you don’t get to see a lot of divine items that are meant for close-range combat.”

Abel was just starting to notice. It was just like Wizard Dolan said. He had never seen any divine items that were meant for close-range combat. The divine dagger in Wizard Dolan’s hands was the first one he saw. Still, he quickly thought back to his rune weapon. He wasn’t even sure if the rune weapon could injure any divine spirit. Still, since the environment here was not right, he would’ve gone and done some experiments immediately.

Wizard Dolan passed the “divine blood” to Abel, “I’ll pass this to you, Grandmaster Bennett. Let’s head over to the alchemy lab. I’ve got my own men setting it up already.

Wizard Dolan was in a rush. Well, as he should be. To prevent too much life force from leaving the divine blood, he went as far as coming to collect the blood with his access permit. This was truly something that he wouldn’t do most of the time. As a matter of fact, he wouldn’t even be here if the god of war still had any worshippers left, and even if he was trying to in that condition, he would have to wait for anyone available in the Wizard Union to do the job for him.

Abel turned around to Wizard Dolan after looking at Wizard Dolan, “Is the God of war going to wake up, Wizard Dolan?”

“Never, unless…” Wizard Dolan paused a bit before continuing, “Unless his followers return.”

Abel understood that Wizard Union had really made a misunderstanding here. He knew who Wizard Dolan was referring to, but he wasn’t going to bother explaining. Instead, he decided to just make this unclear forever. He wouldn’t have to worry about this after his Beamon giant beast Doff became an actual divine spirit.

After verifying their identities, they all passed through the short-distance teleportation circle and arrived at the underground basement of the Wizard Union headquarter to meet up with Frankenstein. Wizard Dolan was just bringing Abel to an alchemy lab that was prepared. After sending Abel inside, he and Frankenstein stood still and waited outside. Abel was just standing in front of the alchemy table. He took out the divine blood that was much, much fresher than the one that was preserved for who-knows-how-many years.

This drop had an incredible amount of life force inside. The golden drop was just swirling inside the bottle. Abel felt like the blood was pretty much a lifeform of its own. He quickly went ahead to take out the other ingredients and contained them with his power of the Will. Apart from the divine blood, he could sense that there were three extremely rare ingredients of the same quality. While he was confident that the brew was going to be successful, he still went ahead and switched on the ability of the world stone fragment.

Among the ingredients that were involved in this brew, the three rarest ones and the divine blood would be the most difficult to sort out. Abel had to know after he did it himself that some of these could only be processed with his grandmaster’s rune. Still, although there was just one portion, he couldn’t just synthesize these with his Horadric Cube. It was all manual. The most he could synthesize was the water, which would boost the overall effectiveness of the potions.

While doing the brew, all the ingredients that were added were being mixed quite well. The only thing that Abel didn’t like was that the three rarest ingredients and the divine blood were reacting very, very slowly. The brew took only six hours before they were finished. As a rainbow “sublimation” light was rising out of the alchemy bottle, Abel was finally starting to notice that the grandmaster-level potion was done. He wasn’t sure if it was good enough, though, because this was the very first grandmaster potion he remembered making. What he had confidence in, however, was that he did not make any mistakes after switching on the world stone fragment.

After focusing his power of the Will for six total hours, Abel was starting to feel exhausted. He tried to hold on to watch the rainbow light slowly putting itself back. Eventually, all that was left was the blue light, and the blue light would transform into blue lighting arcs that would continue to flash on the surface of the alchemy bottles. He shook his head in disappointment when he saw this. After spending so much effort, he would’ve expected at least golden quality.

When the “life prolonging potions” were about to be done, an insignificant amount of energy began flowing inside Abel’s grandmaster alchemist rune. He couldn’t help but frown at this. He didn’t expect one brew to generate so little energy. By his estimate, it was quite difficult for him to break through the level of grandmaster alchemist. The three ingredients were even more difficult to obtain than the divine blood. The time it took was also too much for him. It took six hours for one brew. Even if he did get enough materials, it would still take several centuries to fill up his grandmaster’s rune.

That wasn’t to say that Abel was giving up. No, in fact, he thought that peak was just right after the grandmaster level. It was just like this, at least for this era. If the other alchemists knew what he was thinking, they might’ve just thought that he was crazy. He just became a grandmaster, and thinking right about becoming something beyond seemed only like he was pushing too far. This sort of mindset, however, was precisely what made him extremely capable of making long-term plans.

Abel switched on his world stone fragment to start scanning the blue quality “life-prolonging potion.” As it stood, the life-prolonging effect was supposed to boost total life capacity by thirty percent. After taking a crystal bottle to fill it with the potion, he immediately went out to open the alchemy lab.

Wizard Dolan could see that Abel was exhausted, “Are you alright, Grandmaster Bennett?”

Abel smiled and shook his head, “It’s fine, Wizard Dolan. I just used up too much of my willpower.”

Abel could see that Wizard Dolan was not paying attention to the potion. It was heartwarming to see that he cared more for his health.

Wizard Dolan looked concerned, “I didn’t expect a one-time brew to do this to you!”

Wizard Dolan did have experience in seeing Abel’s brew. It was really weird seeing Abel in this state because last time, he created 9000 bottles over the course of a few days.

Abel passed the blue quality potion to Wizard Dolan, “I thought the brew was successful, but..”

Wizard Dolan was concerned but was very pleased as soon as he took the bottle over.

Abel continued, “I’m not as skilled as I’d like to be. The best I could get was a blue quality, but it could increase your lifespan by 30%.”

Wizard Dolan widened his eyes, “You mean this bottle can boost one’s lifespan by 30%?”

It wasn’t like Wizard Dolan didn’t believe Abel, but this was just too much. Even in the ancient records, there had been no records of any blue quality grandmaster potions. It all had to do with the raw materials used for the grandmaster’s potions. For starters, grandmaster ingredients would make the potions extremely difficult to brew. Abel was also not much better than the alchemy grandmasters of ancient times. Even if he had the help of the world stone fragment, he was still not sure that he was not going to make any mistakes.

In ancient times, since there were a lot more materials, the grandmaster alchemist did have more access. They were also not much worse than Abel. The reason that Abel could produce the potions he had now had a lot to do with the synthesizing effect of the Horadric Cube. Although he didn’t go ahead to sort through the materials, the water used was synthesized by the cube, and therefore the effect of the potion was very different from regular potions.

Wizard Dolan was very grateful for what he was getting, “30% increase? That’s, ha, ha ha! So good to have you here, Grandmaster Bennett. I’ve got hope now to promote!”

Abel was watching Wizard Dolan the entire time. He didn’t bother Wizard Dolan. Instead, he was just waiting for Wizard Dolan to quiet down.

Wizard Dolan smiled and bowed, “I’m sorry, Grandmaster Bennett.”

After saying that, he took out a portal bag, “Here. It’s the reward for you. I feel like I’m not giving enough this time. I’ll make sure to gather 10000 low-tier light stones in two days.”

Abel didn’t back down. He got what he deserved, so he happily accepted the bag.

Abel made a request to Wizard Dolan, “I hope you’re not announcing that I’m brewing the life-prolonging potions, Wizard Dolan. I’m not going back to brew grandmaster potion lately!”

Wizard Dolan smiled, “I won’t tell the other wizards about this. You’ve had a very busy day today, Grandmaster Bennett. I’ll be sending you back now.”

He could see that Abel was brewing too much in one day. This was not sustainable. Also, it was not sustainable to keep collecting blood from the god of war. What Wizard Dolan had to do here was to tell the other four legendary wizards about the effect of the life-prolonging potions. He needed more people on his side that would make things progress faster.

Abel didn’t use the potion to recover himself. He was always using the “stamina potion” and the “full recovery vitality potion” on himself, but he needed to make sure that he was making it to Wizard Dolan about how difficult it was to brew potions like this.

After Abel went back, he immediately went ahead to take a bottle of the “full recovery vitality potion.” Almost instantly, his stamina and spirit were recovered back to normal. He wasn’t feeling good. Although he was coming back to normal, the fatigue he was feeling on the inside would require him to actually go to sleep.

With that, Abel went to sleep and headed over to the bedroom. He slept immediately after laying on the bed. He was in the master’s bedroom of the golden castle. He hadn’t been using it on any day, so today was kind of special in its own right.

Abel was just starting to notice something. While he couldn’t remain as an angel in his world, he would always transfer his intelligence into the druid spirit when he was taking a break. While he was taking a break with his main soul, he could use his angel slowly to do some learning of, say, the heritage of angels while he was asleep.

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