Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 775 Dragon Heart Elixir (4-in-1)

Roy and his followers had already taken refuge under the eaves of a building on the street corner, looking up to observe the several arrogant young dragons.

These guys were clearly repeat offenders, skillfully circling and bombing in the air, deliberately using the gusts of wind whipped up by their wings to blow the street stalls to pieces.

One of the red dragons deliberately lowered its flight altitude and swept its tail over a grill, sending scorching embers flying everywhere.

At the same time, an invisible force swept up the roasted meat, threw it all into his mouth, and he devoured it with great relish.

"Roar!"

The other two red dragons behind them roared in dissatisfaction, but soon they spotted another target.

However, some pedestrians on the nearby streets were unable to avoid the danger and were exposed to the view.

They immediately rushed forward, unleashing fireballs to kill them, biting off their skulls one by one and devouring their brains.

Then it plucked out the belly with its claws, but only ate the heart before disgustedly tossing the rest aside.

"Tsk, what a bunch of bullies."

Dragons have extremely sensitive hearing, as Freya and the others had already researched before arriving. Therefore, they did not mutter in hushed tones, but instead communicated telepathically.

Roy noticed that although these dragons were already quite large, their scales still had the youthful luster characteristic of juvenile dragons, indicating that they were not yet fully grown.

Their behavior is less about hunting and more about having fun.

Like street thugs sweeping the streets.

For some reason, a strange impulse welled up in my heart.

Looking at these guys, he felt inexplicably annoyed and wanted to rush up and teach them a lesson.

But then, he was startled.

"What does this have to do with me?"

Roy suddenly realized that this sudden sense of justice did not originate from his own heart.

As a transmigrator and a rational superhuman in the wizarding world, he has always adhered to an objective and rational philosophy, and he takes "equivalent exchange" as his creed.

He would never intentionally do evil, but he also had little interest in chivalrous acts.

But at this moment, witnessing the evil deeds of these red dragons, a surge of anger seemed to rise within me.

It was clearly the inherent lawful and benevolent nature of this golden dragon body that was causing the problem.

"This is such a hassle..."

Roy gritted his teeth inwardly.

His attention was no longer on the red dragon, but he clearly felt the pull between the two wills in his mind.

The Golden Dragon bloodline compels him to punish evil and promote good, while the transmigrator's rationality warns him not to meddle in other people's business.

Fortunately, the power of the otherworldly soul ultimately prevailed.

He still adhered to the principle of neutrality, choosing to remain uninvolved.

The Red Dragon was killing foreigners, and there was no real conflict of interest with him, so why should he care?

But sometimes, the more a person resists something, the more fate will make them face it.

Just as Roy was making his internal decision, a fireball was thrown in their direction by sheer coincidence, scattering debris and sending waves of heat surging through the air.

Artedia, quick-witted and loyal to her master, cleaved the incoming pebbles with a single sword stroke.

"Who?"

Who is hiding there?

The three red dragons flew back alertly.

Upon discovering the group of people hiding there, they all revealed their menacing glints.

"Oh! There's actually a group of people hiding here!"

"I found it first!"

"Me first! Me first!"

These guys are clearly blood-related dragons born from the same litter. Dragons born together often unite, but this is all for the sake of safety.

In reality, the instincts etched into the red dragon are ultimately selfishness and brutality.

They quickly sensed the powerful magic emanating from Roy and the others, as well as the unique power possessed only by extraordinary beings.

The largest dragon swooped down and struck before its brothers could argue.

Accompanying the high-speed maneuver was a powerful explosive orb.

This already possesses the power of a top-tier level one spell, and with the enhancement of dragon specialties and the natural environment, it even approaches the level of a second-tier sorcery, nearly a thousand degrees.

Artia stepped forward with her shield raised, creating an invisible barrier that blocked the attack.

Meanwhile, Pranz and Nisa suddenly attacked from the left and right, and in a short while, they cut off the red dragon that was swooping down, along with the wing that was following behind it.

The red dragon's massive body crashed to the ground with a deafening roar.

Meanwhile, Beryl also locked onto another red dragon.

She seized the opportunity and threw a javelin.

The Spear of Vengeance struck the red dragon precisely in the stomach, and immediately afterward, Anjali broke its wings with a punch from a distance.

The red dragon then fell down with a mournful cry.

In a short while, the entire family of evil dragons lay sprawled out on the street.

"Honestly, I didn't provoke you, so why do you always have to provoke me?"

Roy let out a long sigh of relief, finally finding an excellent and justifiable reason for his hatred of evil, without violating his own principles.

That is, evil people and evil deeds will ultimately harm their own interests.

You can't go wrong by dealing with them one by one!

The three red dragons were still struggling, but because of their injuries, they could only writhe on the ground.

"Despicable human, how dare you plot against me!"

"I'm going to kill you all! It hurts!"

"Wait till our brother gets here, he'll teach you a lesson!"

They bared their teeth and cursed, their dragon eyes burning with shame and rage.

The strongest one even tried to breathe fire, but Nisha stepped on its throat, and it could only cough and gurgle.

The surrounding vendors and city residents peeked out from their hiding places, their faces filled with disbelief.

"actually……

They actually took care of those bastards!

"Who exactly are they?"

There were no flowers, no applause, only astonishment.

But soon, some of the older residents suddenly remembered something, and their faces showed fear and despair.

Sensing the surging emotions in the hearts of those around them, the red dragons became even more arrogant.

"Hahaha, you're all finished!"

"If anyone dares to hurt us, the entire city will pay with their lives!"

"Lord of Negom, and you foolish humans, why aren't you coming out and dealing with these audacious bastards!"

"what?"

Upon hearing these words, Pulanjie and the others couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

They actually asked local residents for help...

How is this going?

"Could it be that this world also has something like the Golden Dragon People's system?"

Roy, however, quickly guessed the whole story.

But Roy wasn't buying it.

He subtly revealed his aura, and his invisible spiritual power swept across the surroundings, intimidating the arriving city guards.

"Do you want to die?"

Just then, a giant adult dragon with a huge wingspan flew across the sky.

"Ah, it's Chevalier!"

"Silver Dragon Knight... Chevalier!"

"Great! It's a silver dragon! We're saved!"

Amid cheers from the city's inhabitants, a graceful and beautiful silver dragon with shimmering silver scales descended.

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"The Silver Dragon Knight... Chevalier?"

Roy and the others looked somewhat surprised. They hadn't expected that there would be chivalrous dragons in this world, and that they seemed to be quite popular.

"Strangers from afar, who are you?"

Silver Dragon Shevalier was equally surprised and inquired about Roy and the others' origins.

It turned out to be a female dragon, and her voice sounded gentle and peaceful.

Out of caution, it did not rashly land on the interface, nor did it glide and hover. Instead, it floated in mid-air in a magical way, standing quietly in the air.

Roy made up a story on the spot: "A traveler from the outer realms of Parania."

Then he saw a strange, human-like glint appear on Chevalier's dragon head, which resembled a silver sculpture.

Immediately, his eyes became slightly blurry, and he felt a scanning force from his mind.

"Is it a kind of 'Eye of Truth,' an insightful ability that sees through disguise?"

Roy's heart stirred slightly, but he remained calm and allowed the inspection to proceed.

As expected, the silver dragon Chevalier immediately recognized his golden dragon identity.

Silver Dragon's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

Gold and Silver Dragons are both metal dragons belonging to the Good faction, and are typical allies and collaborators.

Although they differ in personality and habits, their shared lawful and benevolent nature and natural allegiance often lead them to fight side by side.

Our ancestors have fought together against the Five-Colored Dragon and other evil forces over the years, and have long since forged a deep friendship.

So at this moment, it didn't say anything else, but simply asked, "Hospitable foreigners, what do you intend to do with these three evil dragons?"

Upon hearing this, the three-headed red dragon launched into another tirade of curses, this time using very vulgar language.

However, Roy and Chevalier ignored it and instead discussed how to deal with it.

Roy, quick-witted as ever, passed the buck to the other party: "What do you think, sir?"

He was new to the area and didn't want to take responsibility.

At the same time, it was also a chance to find out the relationships between the various dragon species here.

Although he had learned some things through various materials before setting off, he had some guesses in his mind.

Chevalier said, "Kill them!"

Roy thought to himself, "Just as I expected."

Dragons have never been cowardly or gentle creatures; in fact, it is quite common for dragons to kill each other.

Especially between the different factions, the "Metal Dragons" and the "Five-Colored Dragons" are almost sworn enemies who must die.

Moreover, although dragons are higher species, young dragons and juvenile dragons are also susceptible to being captured and hunted by various powerful enemies.

Each dragon that truly makes a name for itself, leaving its mark in the historical legends of various planes and worlds, and writing its own legend, is an outstanding member of the dragon race.

Analogous to human society, they are like the protagonists in adventure stories, the heroes.

The others were just extras, ordinary people.

Although dragons' innate abilities also guarantee their minimum potential, allowing them to reach the level of high-level magical beasts...

However, this process was indeed quite difficult.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be a profession called "Dragon Slayer".

But soon, Chevalier reminded him: "After a just execution, the body must be properly disposed of to prevent it from being stolen."

"Are there people in this world who steal dragon corpses?"

Roy paused slightly, then asked the question knowing the answer already.

"It's not just that they exist, it's downright rampant!"

Chevalier looked somewhat helpless.

Dragons are valuable from head to toe, and even with their great strength, they still find it difficult to defend against the covetousness of powerful figures from all sides.

Fortunately, adult dragons usually have their own way of dying, and some tribes build dragon tombs to manage them.

Most of the stolen dragons were hatchlings, young dragons, or juvenile dragons.

Seeing these two openly discussing their execution, the three evil red dragons were enraged and threatened fiercely, "Aren't you afraid that the entire city will be buried with us?"

"When our brother Shaliel returns from the Outer Realms, he will not let you get away with this!"

Roy asked, "Brother Sharil?"

What kind of dragon is that?

Chevalier gave him another meaningful look: "Haven't you heard of the infamous dragon of Outland's Palania, the Crimson Prince Shaliel?"

Roy had previously said that he came from there.

I've never heard of that before.

Based on the ages of these three red dragons and the dates when those documents were written, they were probably adult dragons that were two or three hundred years old.

It should be from adulthood to middle age.

Based on their knowledge, experience, and understanding, these red dragons likely greatly admired their elder brother.

"Wait...their parents..."

Especially, who is the mother?

Roy suddenly had this thought.

Based on his existing knowledge, he immediately guessed that it must be an elderly female dragon that had given birth to multiple litters.

Because ordinary dragons don't exhibit such age differences...

Besides, they most likely never saw their mother and were abandoned dragon eggs that were left unattended after being laid.

Although dragons generally have the habit of caring for and protecting their young, there are often exceptions.

"The Scarlet Prince..."

Such a title...

Could it be that their mother is 'Scarlet Tyrant' Tyranin?!

That was a giant dragon that was almost at the legendary level.

Their strength is unknown, but they are at least at the peak of the advanced level, no weaker than the Pope and Archbishops I encountered in Eglis.

The comparison made here is in the "descent state", not in one's usual strength!
"That's right, it's Crimson Tyrant Tiranin!"

A hint of apprehension appeared on the face of the silver dragon, Shevalier.

But then he asked, "Are you going to spare their lives because of this?"

After all, it is the offspring of the Crimson Tyrant, its blood flowing through its veins.

"You know that, yet you still won't let us go!"

The three red dragons felt themselves standing tall.

But Roy, upon hearing this, promptly summoned the Valkyrie Valkyrie.

A robust woman, possessing both heroic spirit and voluptuous beauty, drew the "Spear of Inevitah of Holy Light," amidst Chevalier's slightly astonished gaze and Roy's solemn declaration.

"In the name of the Lord of Light... I punish you in the name of the Holy Light!"

He made a sudden move.

With a flash of the spear, the red dragon was killed.

Why bring up that mother dragon?

Roy happened to learn from the information that the other party had gotten into a big problem in the last hundred years.

Because of its defeat, it was relentlessly pursued and is still recovering from serious injuries, its life hanging by a thread.

Even such powerful beings lose their deterrent effect; ordinary offspring, or at least young dragons like these who are not yet adults, are of no concern to anyone.

Furthermore, given the opportunity, many powerful individuals are keen to attract the attention of their opponents by killing them.

If you can fish it out and lure it into a carefully laid trap, that would be a great feat of slaying a dragon!
******
Chevalier was unaware that Roy had so many thoughts flashing through his mind in an instant. Instead, he regarded Roy as a partner of justice because of Roy's act of slaying the dragon.

She sincerely praised, "Clean and efficient, truly a chivalrous person who is not afraid of violence."

The residents of Negom were devastated.

You've done your part to uphold justice, but what about revenge?
What if the dragon's relatives come looking for revenge in the future?
Hey knights, can't you guys do something about this?

Chevalier had also considered this problem, and used magic to broadcast his message throughout the city: "Everyone, do not worry, I, Chevalier, will protect this city and you all!" "Long live Chevalier!"

"Lord Chevalier truly is the embodiment of justice!"

"That's wonderful!"

The crowd cheered.

Roy looked on with slight surprise as the city was illuminated by golden light, and wisps of strange light fell into her body.

At the same time, some of it also ended up on their side.

"This is……

Destiny...

Legendary elements?

Suddenly, he began to understand why Chevalier had said and done those things.

Aside from her innate lawful goodness, this chivalrous act could earn her fame and create a "legend".

This is a key part of future growth.

For dragons in their youth or ordinary adulthood, this so-called "empty fame" is indeed of little significance.

But once it reaches a certain level, it will coalesce and transform into immortal divinity.

This is something that all gods, wizards, and mages fight over, and dragons are no exception.

It can be said that the higher the level of a person, the more they understand the ingenious uses of these things.

For ordinary people, however, it is indeed just empty fame.

Having dealt with the dragon, Chevalier used magic to lift it up and help with its disposal.

This is a habit of dragons. Roy thought for a moment, but couldn't come up with an excuse to keep it.

So I simply hopped on the magic carpet and went along.

The two sides arrived at a secluded place far away where no one had discovered them. They found a valley and hid the corpses of the three evil dragons.

Chevalier extended a warm invitation: "I do not yet know your esteemed name."

"You can just call me Kirick."

Roy, still disguised, gave a perfunctory reply.

Chevalier didn't expose him, but simply said, "I live in the Cloud City of Mount Fitch. If you need any help in this world, you can come and find me there."

After saying that, he left first.

It's clear that this silver dragon trusts itself a lot.

After all, I am a golden dragon!

At this moment, Roy also deeply felt the help of the world's will.

When the time is right, heaven and earth lend their strength.

Those who gain the recognition of the world's will possess a legendary destiny and naturally have a certain protagonist's aura.

If you want to accomplish something, everything will go smoothly, as if you have divine assistance.

Those who oppose them will suffer all sorts of misfortunes and inexplicable entanglements.

The mysterious forces of fate constantly interfere with and influence all related factors.

Moreover, these related factors are so complex that they cannot be fully calculated.

"Lord Roy, what should we do now?"

Freya shifted her gaze from the silver dragon's back and quietly asked Roy.

"Dragons are valuable from head to toe, and we've rarely had the chance to get our hands on them before..."

We can't waste it!

Roy said matter-of-factly.

"However, she has only been gone for a short time, and with a little telepathy, she may return."

Let's talk about it in a few days.

He knew that adult dragons had very strong intuition.

Perhaps they are also favored by the will of the world, able to perceive certain things as if divinely aided.

Obtaining the dragon's corpse right under their noses is no easy task.

We should wait at least a few days before discussing it further.

So, for the next few days, Roy waited in the nearby mountains and forests, specifically to retrieve the corpses of the three evil dragons he had slain.

During this period, they also specially dispatched the capable Prandtse to the direction of Chevalier's residence to keep a close eye on the silver dragon.

As a result, just as Roy secretly turned back, intending to collect this trophy, he was shocked to find that someone had already beaten him to it.

"Corpse thief!"

Roy was furious.

He already considered the three red dragons as his spoils, so he wouldn't allow this person to lay a hand on them.

He immediately made a move and threw a "malicious transformation" at them.

"what!"

In his panic, the other party threw out a sorcerer's artifact that resembled a human head.

The wicked witch leader!

The malevolent spiritual power flowed and transformed into a powerful barrier, temporarily resisting the spell.

But the next moment, the Alchemist Eye activated.

Roy's eyes widened, and golden light exerted an invisible force on his opponent.

In an instant, his body froze.

But just as he was about to transform the entire body into a golden eagle, he suddenly realized that it was someone he knew.

He was completely hidden under a black robe, concealing his aura with a secret technique.

It was only revealed at the critical moment of life and death.

"Raymond!"

Raymond, the apprentice of the Nickmansha Witch Tower whom I had met back in the world of Vizel!
Raymond, the first-level wizard whom I had previously encountered again in the dark wizarding world of Diovis!
Roy instantly decided to let him go, using his mental power to send him flying. His body slammed heavily against the distant mountain wall like a cannonball.

"Cough...cough..."

Raymond coughed with difficulty, his heart filled with shock and anger.

When he looked up, he saw that handsome face and the familiar aura of witchcraft energy, and he was so shocked that he froze on the spot.

"Roy...Roy!"

"I didn't expect it to be you."

"What are you doing here, and what are you doing with my red dragon's corpse?"

Roy emphasized calmly.

“Ahem… I came here with my teacher, Lord Amifkent.”

Raymond was very perceptive and immediately explained while obediently taking out a specially modified spatial ring.

He simply unbound the bond and handed it over to Roy.

"Amifkent, he's not dead yet?"

Roy asked in surprise.

"..."

Raymond was at a loss for words.

Under Roy's watchful gaze, he slowly took out a magic crystal ball and contacted his teacher.

"Raymond, what's the matter?"

"Teacher, I met an old friend, Mr. Roy from before, do you remember him?"
He has also come into this world.

"..."

Amifkent seemed somewhat surprised and remained silent for a while.

“If he’s willing to come and visit this old man, then bring him along.”

Raymond looked up at Roy.

“I really would like to meet with Lord Amifkent again.”

Roy couldn't help but laugh.

"Lead the way."

Soon, led by Raymond, he went to a city in the south and met the elderly Amifkent in an ordinary human noble mansion.

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The reception room of the mansion was bright and clean, with plenty of natural light.

Some precious flowers were displayed there, exuding a strong sense of vitality.

But the necromancer from back then, Amifkent, was sitting in a wheelchair with a brown blanket covering his knees.

He looked much older than Roy remembered, with sparse white hair plastered to his scalp, and his already mummy-like face looked even more haggard and withered.

"Long time no see, Lord Amifkent."

Roy walked in, a faint smile on his lips.

The old man slowly raised his head, a look of surprise flashing across his face, which resembled a dried corpse, before a helpless expression appeared.

He raised his withered hand with trembling hands, gesturing for Roy to come closer.

"You kid..."

His voice was hoarse, filled with undisguised surprise and shock.

"After our last time in Diovice..."

It's only been 171 years, right?

They've already reached the advanced stage!

Roy had no idea how shocked he was, but Raymond beside him was overwhelmed with emotion.

"He has indeed been promoted to a high-level wizard!"

In fact, compared to 171 years ago, Roy has experienced a series of worlds, including the World of Heroes, the World of Araghi, the World of Torrad, the World of Fortresses, the World of Chakras, the Starfield of Ellen, the World of the Academy, and the World of the Temple.

Raymond's experience was similarly rich.

He also followed his teacher, wandering around in search of opportunities.

It has now been promoted to the second stage.

This is a remarkable achievement and has laid a solid foundation for a lifespan of a thousand years.

But looking back, "old acquaintance" Roy had already been promoted to a higher level!
He was completely speechless.

I'm a bit withdrawn and don't want to say anything!

"I apologize for any offense I may have caused since our last meeting. I hope you will forgive me, senior."

However, at the time, I simply didn't want to be tied down...

Looking back carefully, you were actually merciful; you didn't really kill him or use any ruthless methods.

Otherwise, even if I had had other trump cards back then, I might not have fared well.

During Raymond's period of withdrawal, Roy sat down and sincerely apologized to him, while also bringing up past grievances.

Amifkent chuckled dryly and shook his head slightly: "Let bygones be bygones."

He attacked Roy, and Roy swindled him out of a bone dragon and a dragon crystal.

This is a very big deal for ordinary wizards, but for advanced wizards, especially those who aspire to reach higher levels, it is a small matter.

"By the way, how did you come to be here? And how did things turn out like this?"

After they reconciled, Roy inquired about the other person's past experiences.

"Isn't it all because of lifespan?"

All I've ever sought is to be promoted to Grand Wizard and to extend my lifespan.

But I didn't get what I wanted in Diovice, so I chose to leave.

He briefly introduced his experiences over the years, which consisted of wandering and exploring various planes and worlds in search of hidden treasures.

Elderly wizards like him have long since fulfilled their obligations to the Seven Towers Alliance and are now very free.

"...But even with so many opportunities, it still couldn't withstand the passage of time..."

I don't have many years left to live...

I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, there are only a little over 100 years left...

Roy was speechless.

Your 100-plus years are equivalent to an ordinary person's lifetime!
However, for advanced wizards, having only 100 years left is indeed quite terrifying.

So you sent Raymond to retrieve the dragon corpse because…

"I need the Heart of the Dragon!"

Amifkent knew what Roy cared about and told him directly.

"In my possession, there is a potion that can prolong life, the recipe for 'Dragon Heart Medicine', as well as Dragon Fang weapons from the Demon-Slaying series, Dragon Scale Armor from the Demon-Resistant series, Blood Soul Stones that enhance physique and charm, and so on."

"If you're willing to give up the three red dragon corpses you have, I can let you exchange them for any one of them."

The two had also had a pleasant time together. At that time, Amifkent, who was already a high-ranking wizard, gave Roy the opportunity to learn the "Sallanda Rebirth" spell and to concoct a true resurrection potion.

Although it has never been widely used due to the lack of rare treasures like "Zarlanda," such items are still exceptionally valuable.

Roy hesitated for a moment, then said, "I choose the Dragon Heart Medicine."

He has substitutes for everything else, more or less, and doesn't really care.

So I chose this one.

He even offered, "If you trust me, I can help you refine it."

Amifkente nodded, agreeing to his condition.

So, not long after.

The three of them went to a secret room, set up a protective magic array, and began to refine the magic.

The entire process proceeded smoothly. With Amifkent's on-site guidance and the help of an unknown, mysterious potion, the longevity potion, Dragon Heart Elixir, was successfully prepared.

"Longevity-Prolonging Potion - Dragon Heart Medicine (Level 3)..."

A legendary treasure capable of prolonging life, granting living beings approximately five years of actual lifespan in the material world…

This potion is made using the dragon's heart as a symbol, and possesses mysterious factors of 'longevity' and 'immortality'..."

Roy was greatly shocked after looking through the Eye of Hermes.

"It really is a treasure that can prolong life!"
"Great stuff, really great stuff!"

At his stage, very few things can cause a stir anymore.

However, treasures that prolong life are definitely among these.

However, Roy soon discovered that although he had personally helped to concoct the potion, he still didn't fully understand some of the details.

Especially the mysterious potion that Amifkent just sprinkled...

It's clearly a special kind of "medicinal catalyst".

That can transform the immense life force contained within the dragon's heart into a symbol of "longevity" and "immortality".

The key to concocting this potion probably lies within it.

"What I want is the real formula, along with the catalyst!"

They've even started selling related products.

Roy was speechless for a moment.

But then he realized that the corpses of the three young dragons were indeed not enough to exchange for them.

He, a believer in "equivalent exchange," was not annoyed, but instead asked sincerely.

Amifkent nodded: "What you just traded and the help you provided are far from enough to obtain the formula for this potion."

I would like to ask you to help me hunt down an adult dragon. If you succeed, I will give it to you as well.

I can guarantee that there will be no additional ingredients or tricks; it will be the complete recipe.

Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in Roy's eyes.

"Hunting adult dragons?"

"Indeed, only the hearts of mature dragons can be used to make a secret elixir that extends lifespan by more than 100 years..."

Amifkent told him a rare piece of knowledge.

(End of this chapter)