Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
“Master, master! Good news! Good news!”
Marches stumbled into the hall in an excited mess. He quickly straightened his disordered robes before continuing towards Louie.
Louie eyed the panting mage curiously, “Why the excitement, Marches?”
Mages were traditionally quite level-headed. And even when Louie had caught him filling his pockets with valuables, the old sorcerer had managed to come up with a suitable response on the spot, preserving his own life.
Marches hurriedly walked up to his lord while keeping his gaze towards the ground. He began “Master, I have finished refining the ‘Louie’s Essence’ and have obtained the magic origin element inside.”
Saying so, he pulled out a small crystal vial.
At this, Louie was shown another instance of the heavy expenses associated with magecraft. For just a simple magic potion they would need to use expensive crystal bottles. He thought about it briefly, but could not come up with any reason why the container needed to be crystal. Was it its transparency? Or perhaps it was its ability to contain volatile substances? If it was the former then he might have another leg up over the inhabitants of San Soliel.
The inhabitants of San Soliel had invented glass long ago. However, the finished product was often very cloudy and couldn’t match the clarity of modern glassware. Its use was often restricted to crafting stained glass windows.
Louie looked at the crystal bottle in Marches’ hands. It was small, about as large as a small perfume bottle. Within it lay a dark green colored liquid reminiscent of wasabi.
If it was actually wasabi flavored, it would be very difficult to drink.
“Is this the magic origin element?” Louie asked in a deep voice.
“Yes, master! This is the magic origin element that I extracted from the plant you provided. Save those with innate racial magic abilities and freak geniuses, most people need to drink this potion to be able to use magic. Until one reaches the fourth rank and fully adapts to magic, they will need to drink this on occasion.”
Marches was ecstatic,
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