Witch Alchemist

"Ivent, how are you?"

Roy looked up at the apprentice, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

There were many apprentices in the witch tower, and many of them were the result of failed witchcraft experiments or transformations.

He had seen a lot.

But it seemed to be the first time to witness this process with his own eyes.

Except for Andov's blindness and Pimir's broken arm...

"Ah...my head hurts...it hurts..."

Ivent responded vaguely, and his consciousness was not very clear.

"Can you still understand what I am saying?"

Roy became alert instantly, half curious and half tentative.

But Ivent was like falling into a nightmare, still mumbling vaguely, and began to speak incoherently.

Roy frowned.

Not long after, Ulide and others came after hearing the news, and saw this scene, and couldn't help showing expressions of surprise and regret.

"Lord Roy, what's wrong with him?"

Roy explained: "It seems that his brain is damaged."

"What should we do?" Everyone looked at him.

Roy said, "It's come to this point, I'm afraid there's no cure.

Let's leave first and seal off the surroundings!"

...

After leaving the laboratory, Roy returned to his hut in the camp, took out some information from the space ring, and looked it up.

"There are demigods or pseudo-gods in the realm of gods.

There are similar things when promoted to formal wizards...

They are called half-wizards!

This is a group of defective people who have power but no matching potential and lifespan.

Ivant should have a wizard body now, but his spirit has not been sublimated, and his brain cannot withstand the radiation pollution of witchcraft energy, which leads to chaos.

It's a pity, it's just a little bit short.

If you cross this barrier, you may be able to suppress the parasitism of mushrooms!"

Two days later, Roy visited Ivant again and found that he still hadn't woken up.

At this time, Ivant was as fat as a giant elephant with a human head. Around his body, activated tentacles extended everywhere, just like those mimic meat mushrooms growing.

A strange thing appeared at the heart.

It was the size of a fist, crystal clear, like a heart made of glass.

"What is this, a crystal of some kind of magic?"

Roy was secretly surprised when he saw this.

Then he remembered that it seemed to be a kind of existence called tumor magic source.

He had gained knowledge from [Inspiration] and knew that this should be a product similar to dragon crystal and beast core.

Those things usually grow in an orderly manner under the guidance of bloodline factors.

And tumor magic source is the disorder of bloodline factors, causing it to grow everywhere.

Compared with normal beast cores, it is extremely unstable and can be said to be a defective product.

But Roy suddenly thought that the elemental meat mushroom he had researched before might be able to use this thing.

"Anyway, it's just a temporary consumable, throw it away after use...

If it can be cultivated..."

However, cultivating this kind of thing is a matter for the future.

The most urgent task is to find a way to control this failed wizard body first, so as not to go crazy suddenly and hurt people.

So, Roy took advantage of Ivent's deep sleep and left some secret marks on him, controlling the key nodes up and down.

...

"When I'm not here, keep an eye on him.

Take him as a meat mushroom for a while, and I'll think of a way later.

If there is a chance that he loses control and goes crazy...

The blackening potion specializes in weapons!

I'll leave you a few bottles..."

Summoning Urid and others, and after some instructions, Roy prepared to leave the secret camp and return to Tanlie City.

Before leaving, he sorted out a little, took new strains and cultivation resources.

He also visited Celine again.

Celine's condition was getting worse at this time, and even her new body was affected. She was so thin that she was a little out of shape.

Compared to Ivent's death for the promotion of wizards, her final achievement was lower, and she was completely in a state of lingering after the past experiments.

"Roy..."

Celine, who had become a little girl, had big eyes and looked quite pitiful.

Roy sighed inwardly, feeling a little regretful, but he could only stop the loss rationally.

"Lord Roy..."

There is no mistake in the poem, the content of the book, and the bar!

After leaving the room, Atidiya followed him out, but suddenly called out, wanting to say something but stopping.

"What do you want to say?"

Roy said a little strangely.

"Lord Roy, you have been carving a statue of Lady Celine recently, as a souvenir, right?"

Atidiya asked.

Roy nodded.

Because Celine's life has basically entered the countdown, he used his [craftsmanship] to carve a stone statue for her as a souvenir.

"I have a request, if possible...

Can you also carve my appearance and turn it into a chess piece in your hand?"

Atidiya was a little embarrassed, but there was an indescribable enthusiasm in her eyes.

"Not only the appearance, but also my flesh and blood and soul!

Put them all in!"

You are too radical and too fanatical!

Roy, who was asked to do it, couldn't help but be surprised.

The soul of the deceased is taken into the kingdom of God and is with God. This is something that only gods and above can do.

All I can do now is just to refine the soul into the stone statue.

There is a huge difference between the two.

Although it was much better than being tortured by the Soul Binding Armor, Roy couldn't really kill her to refine her soul.

Roy had to give her some science: "Don't think that you can live forever by being refined into a golem. In fact, it is also equivalent to a soul binding, being trapped.

Stone statues are not compatible with human souls. The more residual spirituality and consciousness there are, the more painful it is.

You have seen those ghost servants in the witch tower before. If that is a good thing, the apprentices should all scramble to go."

"I know all this, but what if one day in the future, I die of old age or die in battle?

Your life is destined to be long, even if you say you will remember me, maybe one day it will be blurred.

I want to follow you forever."

Atidiya's clear eyes were filled with the enthusiasm of a fanatic.

Roy couldn't be sure for the time being whether her enthusiasm for him was a superficial face control or brainwashed by the wizards' education.

Even those beliefs and obsessions that penetrate into the bone marrow and even transcend life and death are mostly due to physiological and cultural reasons.

A very small part is due to the soul.

However, if it is really loyalty and faith that penetrates the soul, it is extremely precious even for gods.

That will be a devout person, a fanatic.

Roy thought about it and responded seriously: "Okay, I will take your soul after you die.

But you are more useful to me when you are alive, so you are not allowed to have wild thoughts and do stupid things, understand?"

"Yes!"

Atidiya said excitedly as if hope was burning in her eyes.