Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 825 World Choice (4-in-1)

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, Roy flicked the gold coin in his hand away with his thumb.

The lucky coin "Lucky Fatuna" spun rapidly, was tossed high into the air, and then fell back down. Its figure automatically flickered and disappeared, returning to an exquisite necklace on his chest.

There, another doomed coin, "Fatum of Doom," hung silently.

These semi-divine artifacts, like twin sisters, possess similar attributes and powers, differing only in subtle ways.

Roy used the Eye of Hermes again to take another look.

"Power: 75000/75000"
Special Effect 1: "Luck" / "Misfortune" enhances the content of "Blessing" / "Curse" by affecting the probability. It requires active activation and consumption of power to cast. The enhancement ranges from 100% to 500%, with a maximum equivalent spell power of 5000 degrees (level 3 "Divine Descent" with a fixed multiplier of 3200%).

Special Effect 2: "Luck" / "Misfortune" enhances the content of "Blessing" / "Curse" by affecting the probability. It will take effect automatically as long as you have it. The enhancement ranges from 100% to 500%. The maximum equivalent spell power is 50 degrees (level 1 "Divine Descent" with a fixed multiplier of 800%).

Special Effect 3: Consumes 15000 Power Points to cast "Divine Spell: Great Luck" / "Divine Spell: Great Misfortune" to powerfully bless or curse the opponent.

Special Effect 4: Possessing Lucky Fatuna grants immunity to the effects of Fate Domain and the "Curse" spell at a maximum level of four. Possessing Doom Fatum removes the "Blessing" spell buffs from the Fate Domain on the target in combat, at a maximum level of four.

Furthermore, they each recharge while being affected by "Blessing" or "Curse".

Additional effect: "Twins". Due to their similar origin and properties, the two items can be equipped simultaneously and function normally, unaffected by the interference of magical powers between regular items.

When two items share a power, the power value is divided by 2 when they are separated…

……

"A blessing or a curse..."

Roy looked at the information displayed by the Eye of Hermes, lost in thought.

The power contained in these two gold coins is far more than what is apparent on the surface.

The “blessings” and “curses” mentioned here encompass two entire categories, including dozens or even hundreds of well-known or unknown secret techniques and spells.

Its essence is still manipulating probability and influencing luck.

It is a treasure related to probability and involving the power of laws.

Moreover, they are twin treasures that can be equipped simultaneously, playing the same role in the same location.

"Why not give it a try and use it in alchemy!"

Although direct combat is appealing, Roy doesn't really care that much.

His fighting style doesn't rely on any special moves or killing techniques, or rich combat experience, but rather on overwhelming strength and level.

To put it simply, it means that as an alchemist in the witch world, one relies on alchemy to create a powerful body, a demon god's body, and then uses the powerful authority at the level of a god.

Equipment and potions also originated from this.

The so-called skillful warrior has no illustrious achievements; he does not need to pursue many practical combat skills like ordinary strongmen.

Those are all the margins of alchemy.

Not long after, inside the Alchemy Room of the Wizard Tower.

Freya watched with some surprise as Roy took out the potion.

He poured several different colored liquids—orange, yellow, red, and green—into a glass bottle similar to those used in bars for mixing drinks.

The next moment, I picked it up, grabbed it in my hand, and shook it vigorously.

Freya asked with some confusion, "Lord Roy, these are all ingredients used to concoct potions and make super recovery potions."

But the refining process requires meticulous control, so why is it shaking?

Roy half-jokingly said, "My method is called 'Cocktail Alchemy,' and it's specifically for potions that, theoretically, are made by mixing several ingredients in the right proportions and stirring them thoroughly."

"There's no such alchemical method; I've never even heard of it."

"Fria said."

However, something shocking happened to her very soon.

After a seemingly random series of shocks, the potion in Roy's hand was thoroughly mixed and its medicinal properties were successfully combined, resulting in a successful concoction.

When Roy poured it out into a test tube, it resembled blood, appearing a deep red color.

Freya's expression immediately turned somewhat surprised.

"Is this okay?"

He quickly realized that things were not so simple.

"You used the 'Luck Spell'?"

"more or less."

Roy explained simply.

"From a probabilistic perspective, taking into account time, effort, and spellcasting costs, we meticulously calculate and use blessing spells to enhance the effect, while frantically shaking and vibrating in a lucky state..."

The refining cost might actually be less than the cost of careful cultivation!
Moreover, theoretically, this method can also be applied to ordinary apprentices in the form of potions or scrolls to concoct some advanced magical potions.

This can save high-level wizards a great deal of time.

The so-called "cocktail alchemy" I just mentioned was just a joke.

But now, Roy is serious about preparing some alchemical secrets for reform.

Freya's expression gradually became serious.

"This does require actuarial calculations, but..."

Perhaps it really does work?

It is known that in alchemy, the actual process requires the consumption of materials, as well as time and effort.

It is known that many alchemical processes have minor internal deviations, such as the material of the potion itself, the movement of tiny energy particles, or the offset of the symbolic object, etc.

This results in a probability of failure, which is unavoidable even for advanced wizards.

Furthermore, it is known that the time and energy of high-level wizards also have to be factored in, making them far more expensive than mid-level and low-level wizards.

So, after a series of formula improvements, the parts that were originally unusable by mid-level and low-level wizards were made available, while ensuring a certain success rate.

This would theoretically save costs.

It holds true as long as the cost of adding luck and increasing probability is less than the cost saved.

The price difference represents the benefits of the improvement.

This arduous task naturally fell to Freya's shoulders.

Later, she spent more than two months conducting in-depth research on this topic, and successfully demonstrated it by the end of the year.

"Your guess is correct; this can indeed improve the formula and save costs!"
Moreover, the benefits are not small, including an improvement of about 15% for common potions such as Super Recovery Potions and Super Mana Potions!

If the luck effect of the blessing spell can be further enhanced, it will reach even higher levels!

Upon learning this, Roy immediately intensified his research in the relevant field and launched a series of by-products.

Unwittingly, a special ointment called "Sacred Ointment, Blessed Oil" was born.

******
In the blink of an eye, another six months have passed.

Inside the Nehebur Wizard Tower, in a room.

Pierre was woken up by the alarm clock once again.

"Master, there are new recipes available for exchange!"

The ball-shaped Sipka fairy suddenly jumped down from the height and slammed into his chest.

Due to long hours of overtime, Pierre, whose body was undergoing transformation and was beginning to develop dark circles under his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up as if he were dying.

"Lord Roy's recipe?"

"Yes, this time it's a recipe for 'Holy Oil Ointment - Blessed Oil' related to luck magic!"

"I want to redeem! I want to redeem!"

After briefly learning about the thing's function, Pierre immediately made up his mind.

Soon after, he got what he wanted.

"Morning dew picked from four-leaf clovers, koi scales, gold coin fragments, as well as holy water and styrax oil..."

"To harmonize with the magic array, infuse with magical power..."

Thanks to Roy's efforts, the recipe for this item is not complicated; it is merely a first-level item for formal wizards.

The key part still relies mainly on divine magic to maintain it.

He used the power of the world's god of destiny, the power of Moira, to help everyone pave this path and share this power.

Therefore, even Peel and others learned it very quickly and easily.

Soon, a pale red ointment, resembling solidified grease, was produced.

Following the instructions that came with the recipe, Pierre took a crossbow bolt, applied the coating evenly to the arrowhead, and activated it with a simple incantation, bestowing upon it the blessing of "Luck".

Then he went to the training ground, focused his mind, and silently recited the mantra.

"Bullet hit! Bullseye! Bullseye!"

Driven by an intense desire, Pierre casually raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

The crossbow fired the bolt that had been blessed with oil.

With a soft "plop," it hit the bullseye.

One arrow could be a fluke, but Peel fired rapidly in quick succession based on his intuition, and sure enough, the bullets scattered, some even missing the target.

Then, after applying the special ointment again, several tubes hit the target!
"It's amazing! It really can increase accuracy!"

So, applying it to melee weapons like swords can also increase accuracy!

"Verification confirmed," Pierre said with delight.

……

Soon, other wizards also learned of the existence of the exchangeable recipes and used their own resources to learn them.

This was then verified.

The same series of holy oils also includes effects such as increasing critical hit rate and maximizing damage, which can effectively increase the mystical probability of obtaining powerful weapons and equipment...

Everything related to fate and probability can be affected!
In addition, there are temporary buffs for apprentice-level and permanent transformations for formal-level practitioners, each with different refining costs and market prices!

According to rumors circulating within the tower, the great wizard Roy is even researching products like "lucky holy water," which, when consumed, can increase a person's luck.

This is a comprehensive form of protection.

In addition, alchemy related to sacred affixes associated with the origin of this world has matured and is ready to be promoted and popularized.

The army of the Meritus Empire, at least its elite forces, soon benefited from this.

The western plains, the heart of the Ochden United States.

The wizarding forces have already invaded this area and are currently attacking a castle.

Due to some problems among the high-ranking mages, the legendary powerhouse Hosdim went into seclusion, and the high-ranking archmages, fearing a sudden attack from Roy, often concealed their whereabouts and no longer engaged in public activities.

The morale of the entire United States army was low, its fighting capacity was greatly reduced, and many towns had already been plundered.

However, the mages still had a solid foundation. They invested heavily in arming the natives and had previously recruited some powerful troops such as orcs and mountain barbarians, so their performance on the battlefield was still commendable.

They were particularly good at defending their cities.

Unable to break through after a prolonged siege, the soldiers at the front lines became somewhat impatient.

However, on this day, General Kairado's quartermaster came to report that a new batch of supplies had been delivered.

"Has the blessing oil arrived?"

Kairado had already learned of the existence of these supplies from the previous secret letter, and he stood up with delight, quickly giving instructions.

"Quickly, gather a group of skilled archers and give it a try!"

His orders were quickly carried out, and the archers launched their arrows at high angles, using a completely mystical method, only managing to hit the top of the wall with the arrows.

According to the Wizard Tower, all they need to do is provide a platform for this, ensuring that the objective material level is within reach of the enemy.

Then, something happened that shocked everyone.

The arrows launched onto the city wall hit their targets in a bizarre manner.

Many of them successfully pierced through the gaps in the armor, directly into the enemy's eyes.

Other shots, though seemingly off target, knocked down flagpoles and pierced drums, making it difficult for the enemy to issue commands.

Even more remarkably, an arrow flew over the city wall, carried by a sudden gust of wind, and traveled dozens of meters further before landing squarely in the back of the head of a centurion, a high-ranking knight.

The poor, hardworking native officer had fought for so many days before finally being relieved, taking off his helmet to rest for a while.

They lost their lives so inexplicably.

Realizing that the magical items were useful, Kairado and the others quickly took the initiative and tried to attach alchemical bombs, rockets, poison arrows, and other special attacks.

In any case, under the influence of the power of fate, they only needed to launch their arrows, leaving the guidance to destiny.

Originally, doing this would have resulted in a disproportionate waste of resources and returns, essentially throwing money down the drain.

But with the blessing of the sacred anointing, luck increased greatly, and this simple "metaphysical guidance" was successfully achieved!
No one knows exactly what happened in the process, including the Meritus Empire army that shot the arrows and the Ochden United States army that was hit by the arrows.

All they knew was that all sorts of inexplicable attacks came down from the sky, ruthless and accurate.

Even the strongest fortress cannot withstand such favoritism from the god of fate; soon, it is riddled with flaws and its gates are wide open.

Before nightfall, I was completely captivated.

……

"My lord, something terrible has happened! The wizards seem to have invented something strange that has greatly increased the army's strength..."

"Our army simply can't hold them off anymore, this is outrageous..."

"The battle had just begun yesterday when a stray arrow flew straight across the battlefield and struck our commander-in-chief..."

"The 'protective arrows' are practically useless!"

Over the next two weeks, similar incidents continued to occur, and the high-ranking leaders of the mages here also learned about them.

However, after discussing the matter, they were at a loss and could only place their hopes on the reclusive Hosdim.

******
"This is a power related to the divine power of destiny!"

His ability to invent such a thing demonstrates that he has mastered the power associated with it!

Upon learning of this in seclusion, Hosdim quickly made a judgment.

The old mage showed a hint of apprehension, not because he was worried about the outcome of the minor skirmishes with the native army, but because he was concerned about the overall strategy of the legion and his own interests.

"Perhaps it's time to make a decision."

"What, Your Excellency Hosdim, do you mean?"

Are we going to give up on this world?

Hearing his words, everyone was shocked. But in fact, for the past few years, Hosdem had been in seclusion, and the United States of Ochiden had already been struggling.

All sides suffered defeats, losses of soldiers and generals, and the loss of cities, and even more so, they handed over many of the industries and interests they had built up here.

Indeed, some people have already talked about quitting and giving up on this world.

However, Hosdim's attitude was ambiguous, and no one knew what he truly meant.

Only now, with a clear statement, has the situation become clear.

"I have to admit that I failed."

I was defeated by Roy.

In the struggle for this world, my grasp of the power of destiny and the will of the world is far inferior to his, and I have even been completely defeated in direct confrontations.

This is indeed something to reflect upon.

As a legendary strongman who has lived for many years, he is not as impatient as ordinary young people.

Because he understood that temporary victory or defeat was not the entirety of an immortal being.

The gains and losses in one world will not affect one's entire career.

Although this defeat was painful, it did not cost him all his money.

Therefore, he must learn from this experience.

"However, I was also able to roughly deduce his current level and the strength he possesses."

This intelligence is very important to the Empire and will be of great help in future competition.

Besides, having decided to abandon this world, many things that I couldn't or didn't want to do in the past can now be done.

At this point, Hosdim's tone became somber as he brought up another matter.

Everyone's expression tightened, and they all became serious.

"Summoning demons?"

"That's right, betray this world and hand it over to the devil to conquer!"

……

"Lord Roy, there seems to be some recent change in the United States of Ochiden."

The monks frequently levied heavy taxes and plundered property, seemingly carrying out some kind of dismantling.

Furthermore, some mid- to low-level mages who were originally stationed at the grassroots level are being recalled, and there are no longer any 'military mages' in the native army, let alone observation groups or training groups..."

Soon, Roy heard about Ochden's unusual behavior and quickly became aware of it.

While in the Nehpur world, he joined forces with the Talman Empire to form an army, which included special forces such as spies.

During the more than ten years of war, these people were scattered to carry out the most arduous grassroots work.

Numerous informants provided a constant stream of intelligence.

In some ways, this is even comparable to the role of the high-level secret agent Prandtse.

Therefore, Roy could clearly see any major commotion that occurred on the mages' side.

"Could it be that Hoslim has finally bowed his head and admitted defeat, and is going to withdraw from this world?"

Having never experienced the same thing, Nisha was hesitant to draw conclusions.

Artedia frowned as well.

"He was cursed by Fatis's death whisper four years ago, and even if he only bears about one-third of its power, it should be difficult to eradicate it for the time being..."

Unless he can completely control this power like I can.”

Roy explained.

"Considering the war situation, blindly persisting is indeed unnecessary."

So I also tend to think that he's probably going to retreat.

but……"

At this point, he suddenly changed the subject and became serious.

"The more critical the moment, the less we should underestimate the enemy and be careless."

No one can be certain what trouble the retreating enemy will leave behind.

The struggles between empires sometimes take the form of civilization, as seen in the world of Aster, where "gentlemen's agreements" are reached to divide the spoils.

But sometimes, it is blatant robbery.

If things really turn bad, it's possible that they might smash the whole world to vent their anger.

Before leaving, they plundered extensively, leaving behind a devastated indigenous nation for their opponents to take over; that was still considered decent enough.

It was common for large-scale rape and abduction to leave behind mixed-race children, as well as the transmission of knowledge and the cultivation of pro-Dharma sects.

Launching domestically manufactured nuclear and dirty bombs together to destroy water conservancy projects, pollute farmland, and so on is not uncommon.

Even worse, it attracts the common enemy of humanity throughout the entire magical universe, demons and devil armies from hell and the abyss, and even large-scale invasions in the form of natural disasters.

Unlike wizards and sorcerers who are mindful of the costs of conquest, devils and demons are known for their intense desire for the material world.

As interdimensional beings residing on the outermost layer, their cost of conquest is surprisingly low, enough to support a protracted war that lasts for years.

Setting their sights on a particular world and harassing it for hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years, engaging in repeated back-and-forth battles, is equally feasible.

Just like the place where Teacher Frosif once served as governor of Nightland, there was also a phenomenon of mages colluding with demons.

Nisha's homeland, the world of Tylin ruled by the Great Wizard of Tylin, also has demons from outside.

However, it seemed more like the indigenous people, in their desperation, had pinned their hopes on this place, hoping to use one enemy against another.

This doesn't even necessarily require the mages to do it themselves. As long as they leave behind enough knowledge and instigate the native nobles, they can make them do it willingly.

Compared to the chaotic and evil demons who only know how to destroy and annihilate, some devils are actually trustworthy and will help the natives fulfill many wishes!
Roy had also dealt with the devil before and knew the allure of this choice.

"Then what should we do?"

After listening to Roy's analysis, Nisha couldn't help but frown.

Her father, the native king Sarus XIII, did just that.

Unexpectedly, times have changed, and now we have to face other native kings doing the same thing.

"It seems there's no way to stop it; all we can do is try our best."

Roy sighed, sounding somewhat helpless.

Afterwards, the Seven Towers Alliance will definitely retaliate.

For example, an eye for an eye in other parts of the world.

However, this is the overall balance and no longer affects the battle situation on this side.

So Roy reported to the Seven Towers Alliance while ordering his spies to continue gathering intelligence.

But just then, Moira suddenly seemed to have made a discovery.

"Master, I sense it. A voice from the depths tells me to stop the sorcerer's plot..."

They've tampered with the ley lines deep within the Marignitas Mountains!

******
"What? You can actually sense the voice of the world's will?"

Roy was taken aback when he heard this.

In the end, however, it was a genuine joy.

"That's right, this is a revelation from heaven and earth, and a blessing from the will of the world!"

Moira said.

The relationship between the world's will and the innate deities is similar to that between the creator and the creator.

The difference is that this "creator" does not have true consciousness and wisdom, so it needs to act in place of creation.

The so-called "acting on behalf of Heaven" refers to the power to carry out the will of the world.

Moira's ability to communicate directly with him signifies that she has gained his approval.

In Roy's view, it was as if the mother cat had accepted the scent of a foreign kitten, carried it into her nest, and raised it as her own child.

From then on, He gained the right to inherit this world, completely replacing Fatis in terms of identity, status, and various rights.

All kinds of legendary destinies and favors will be enjoyed by Him, and He will even have the right to distribute them!
This even means that Moira has opened the path to becoming a true god, or even a sixth-level high god, and thus a world-class being.

As an artificial demon created by his own hands, this is undoubtedly the most ideal outcome, representing the power of the pillars.

Although Roy had somewhat harbored a similar longing to "take his place" when he defeated Fatis and seized his divinity and godhood.

But at this moment, when it actually came true, I was genuinely pleasantly surprised.

"Even if you're confident about something like this, it's done over a period of thousands of years..."

This is not about testing or doubting subjective consciousness, but rather that the operation of the world's will inherently requires time.

Based on the experience of the Church of the Radiant Lord, establishing faith, cultivating believers, and passing it down from generation to generation is the most convenient approach, but it often takes hundreds or even thousands of years...

Only then can one completely control a region of the world and gain its protection.

Even so, there is still no way to completely eliminate the instinctive rejection and to make the true body descend; it is merely that the divine descent technique has become widespread!

But now, they've actually completed a process that's over a hundred times faster in just a few years?

"Perhaps it's because they sensed a crisis..."

After listening to the conversation, Tarling Celine suddenly spoke up.

"You're right. Compared to the threat of hellish demons or abyssal monsters, I, as an outsider, am considered civilized."

"If it falls into the hands of those guys, the world's will will truly be in dire straits!"

Roy sneered.

"In that case, we have to thank Hosdim!"

……

Before we knew it, it was November.

As the mages began to execute the "retreat plan" and everyone prepared to leave, in the heart of the Marignitas Mountains in the central part of the Nomon world, several mages walked discreetly through the dense jungle.

A moment later, an incantation was recited, and the barrier opened.

A well-protected, hidden passage appeared.

They then entered through the cave entrance that was disguised as a mountain wall.

There was a hidden world there, a huge passageway that looked like the mountain had been hollowed out.

Many magical plants grow there, and the glowing moss brings light that is no less than that of multiple "lighting spells".

Using the light, they climbed a winding staircase and descended downwards.

After a while, a huge space eroded by an underground river appeared before them.

"here it is……"

Among the group, a relatively young-looking mage looked down with a shocked expression and a hint of surprise.

What appeared before him was a red magic circle that looked like a pile of giant stones.

Large quantities of blood-red stones, each the size of a house, were collected and arranged to form an inverted pentagram pattern.

In mysticism, this symbolizes the devil's horns and is a magic circle that can be used to summon hellish demons and abyssal devils.

The young mage gasped, his voice trembling slightly: "When...when was this built?"

The old mage leading the group had a solemn expression and a slightly sinister tone as he said, "We have been building this ever since we came into this world."

This was not actually intended to cause trouble for the wizards when they were defeated, but rather it was orchestrated to summon Lord Hosdim's strategic partner, the Demon Lord from the fourth level of Hell, Mammonros the Greedy.

That was a demon who controlled greed and desire. Even before he became a third-level hell lord, he had already forged a pact with Lord Hosdim, becoming his long-term partner.

In the center of the magic circle, dark red runes appeared faintly, as if they were still slowly flowing.

A faint smell of sulfur permeated the air, completely altering the surrounding environment and making the mages present feel uneasy.

"The leyline energy in the Malignitas Mountains is unusually active, which is just right to mask magical fluctuations of this scale..."

Listening to the old monk's explanation, the young monk was filled with shock and awe.

Do even important figures get involved with demons?

Although textbooks repeatedly state that devils and demons are symbols of depravity and taboo, dealing with them usually does not yield good results.

But such things are like the dark side of society, and they are always unavoidable.

"I never would have guessed that Lord Hosdim was secretly dealing with the devil..."

But the moment he finished speaking, a huge rock at the edge of the magic circle suddenly cracked open, and a blue and white teleportation portal appeared out of thin air.

Roy, Artedia, Pranzie, Melas, and others arrived directly at this location.

Following closely behind is Moira, the goddess of fate.

A divine halo appeared behind His head, a mysterious circle of flowing will runes, radiating an aura of unfathomable divine power of destiny.

His arrival here is tantamount to the world's will taking notice of this place.

This place, which resembled a rotten, hollow cavity, was immediately enveloped by a powerful force.

Holy light intertwined, solidifying the "Sanctuary," suppressing even the sulfurous smell from hell.

Several monks stared wide-eyed at the sight, then immediately recognized the other party's identity, and cold sweat poured down their foreheads.

They simultaneously released their staffs and raised their hands high.

"Stop casting spells! I surrender!"

"We surrender!"

This "surrender spell" is cast even faster than Roy's "Lightning Bolt".

"Absolute defense" saved several lives.

Roy glanced at them but didn't pay them any more attention.

Because the minor characters were insignificant, it was the "Sanctuary" within the formation that sensed the suppression, and an exceptionally powerful energy was accumulating under high pressure, which quickly coalesced into the will of the powerful beings from the outer plane.

Mammonros, the devil lord from the fourth level of hell, the calamity of the greedy...

They turned their attention this way.

"Who dares to ruin my plans?"

At the same time, Hosdim's figure appeared, this time as a projection of "True Illusion".

(End of this chapter)