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Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
A large amount of the power of the will was being drained as fuel, slowly turning the Master Alchemy pattern changes from its original golden glow to a dark gold.
This process had absorbed Abel’s power of the will according to his body’s ratio. Normally it would only take 200 points of power of the will. But since Abel had more than 200 points, more would be forcefully drained for a deeper transformation.
If an alchemist had less than 200 points, their transformation would fail, breaking down their alchemy pattern.
Abel had read anything mentioning taking more than 200 points of power of the will. This was because an alchemist with more than 200 points was extremely rare. Normal elite alchemists used potions to replenish their lack of power of the will.
However, Abel was very confident in his power of will. He did not think about replenishing it. Therefore, the transformation process did not stop, even after 200 points of power of the will had drained from him.
When 300 points were drained from him, the transformation ended. This was because Abel only had 300 points of power of the will, the extras he had did not belong to his body, so the Master Alchemy pattern would not recognize it.
The master alchemy pattern had fully turned into dark gold, and the pressure of the world faded away. Suddenly, strange energy surrounded him.
The power of the will Abel had lost was slowly recovering under this strange nourishing energy. Not only that, but the power of the will he got this time was even stronger. Something happened to it.
His power of the will could move air particles, smoke, or even some extremely light objects in the past. But now, perhaps it could move some decent weight objects.
The quality of his power of the will had changed, but its volume had decreased.
Originally, Abel had 300 points of power of the will, but now he only had 200 points. This was massive because his main occupation as a wizard required the power of the will to unleash spells. For 300 points of power of the will, his spell range would be 300 meters.
But with 200 points of power of the will, he would only have a spell range of 200 left.
He felt irritated. If he knew this earlier, he would not have become a master alchemist.
Although being a master alchemist could help him, it was not his main occupation. The last thing he wanted was to have his wizard ability affected.
As he was contemplating in irritation, he noticed his strengthened power of the will had subconsciously entered a meditation state.
He was not in a man rich environment, so his meditation would fail, and his main soul had already entered a meditation state. There was nothing he could do other than distributing some power of the will to the druid soul and take out the mana gathering circle from his portal bracelet. Afterward, he ignited it.
Luckily he had done so just in time before his meditation state was broken. Slowly, mana was sucked into his Wizard Core and turned into magical power.
An hour of meditation had passed. Luckily there was a barrier circle. If not, the elves outside would realize a mana environment had been created.
“Oh!” When Abel finished his meditation, he suddenly realized his power of the will had increased by 1 point. 201 points in total. He felt a lift in his heart. He could increase his power of the will through meditation in the past as well, but it was never this dramatic.
One thing was clear, he had lost 100 points of power of the will, but it wasn’t permanent. He could gain it back bit by bit.
It might take a few months for a normal wizard to do 100 meditation sessions, but it would only take 5 days for Abel.
He let out a long breath of relief. His mind began to relax, and his heart softened. The Master Alchemy pattern within him began to operate. It was only at that moment he realized he had successfully become a Master Alchemist.
A Master Alchemist was not a Master Alchemist by honor. This title was truly based on ability. No elf, human, or dwarf had ever reached this level in the Holy Continent during the past 1000 years.
Abel felt his heart lifted and softened again. In this joyful mood, a leveling up aura suddenly emerged from him.
The aura directly threw him into a state of level up as a wizard. This aura was so strong. It almost immediately sent him unconscious. However, he was uncertain in his heart. The world’s pressure might suppress him if he tried to become an official wizard in this place.
In this world, even a Master Alchemist was suppressed. Abel needed a place of his own.
Where could it be? Of course, it would be none other than the Rogue Encampment in the Dark World. He was the god of that place.
Although his main soul could not operate, his druid soul came in handy again. It took out a scroll of town portal from his Kong Kong Spirit Portal Bag and opened a portal door. Afterward, the druid soul dragged his body inside with its strengthened power of the will.
As soon as he entered the Dark World, he had arrived at the Rogue Encampment. Mana rushed towards him in pure excitement.
His main soul controlled the leveling up aura, and the leveling up process began. The rank 11 wizard pattern compared with the Master Alchemy pattern he just completed was almost as simple as one plus one.
The entire process was a lot easier than he thought. In the Rogue Encampment, everything from the sky to land was helping him. His body and soul were kept being nourished by the Rogue Encampment. After around 10 minutes, Abe had become an intermediate wizard.
When Abel opened his eyes, he couldn’t even believe what just happened. He had been trying too hard to find a way to level up during the past 2 months, and it was completed just like that.
Learning some other skills was not a bad idea. Just breaking through this wizard bottleneck, for example, was caused by his level up as a master alchemist.
But in reality, who would have thought about using a Master Alchemist level up as a catalyst for an intermediate wizard level up. There were many intermediate wizards in the Holy Continent, but not a single master alchemist.
Still, this was not the time to celebrate. He realized he had entered the Dark World when he was still in the retreat room of the Alchemy Union. If he stayed too long, some problems might occur.
He took out another scroll of the town portal and ripped it apart. Afterward, a portal appeared, and he was back at the retreat room.
Luckily this retreat room could only be opened from within. As long as the person inside did not open it, the people outside could only wait. And with the support of many magic circles such as the protection and barrier circles. It would take a long time even if the people outside tried to forcefully break-in.
Abel did not enter the Dark World for long. Since time passed 20 times slower in the Dark World, he had only been gone from the Holy Continent for a few short minutes.
He checked himself. He was now an intermediate wizard, and his rank 11 scent was obvious. Since he had also just become a Master Alchemist, the master alchemy pattern was also giving out a strong scent.
He adjusted the transformation necklace with his power of will to hide the rank 11 intermediate wizard scent, but not the Master Alchemist scent.
Abel then opened the door of the retreat room. Immediately, all the magic circles outside stopped operating. The scent that was kept out by the barrier circle emerged in front of the 2 masters outside.
The Grand Ducal Palace’s City Spirit in Angstrom City also stopped the energy supply and sent out a message, “The Master Alchemist retreat room is now available for operation again!”
As Abel stepped outside the door, a strange scent rushed out.
“Master Bennett, you succeeded?” Master Peter said with an excited shaky voice. Although he had lost his alchemy pattern, he did not lose his power of the will. He could clearly sense that Abel had the scent of a Master Alchemist.
“Yeah, I got lucky!” Abel smiled and nodded