Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 404 Respected
3 month 3 day.

Inside the Witch Tower, in the wizard’s mansion.

The velvet cushions are illuminated by the soft magic lights, exuding a classical elegance. The top of the tall chair back is inlaid with sparkling gems.

Roy gently stroked the obsidian Killick Ring, feeling the coolness coming from it.

The black cat Domi squatted opposite, his handsome jade-like face reflected in his gem-like eyes.

"So that's how it is. Whenever a meeting approaches, the 'Nation of Stone Carvers' will send a corresponding notification and transmit it to the ring.

And now, I can start preparing..."

What is engraved inside is not just an ordinary communication magic circle, it also has a connection similar to that between the statue and the kingdom of God!

The person who made this magic ring must be a great wizard or above!

Time gradually turned to night.

According to the information he obtained, Roy placed chairs in the room and drew the magic formation.

Then he lit the torch that was placed aside.

As the flames leaped, magical lights intertwined with torchlight, casting swaying shadows.

Roy sat there with his eyes slightly closed, as if his soul was swaying with the flickering gems on the back of the chair.

Suddenly, the patterns of the witch formation lit up on the ground, and the entire room turned into a place as deep and quiet as the starry sky.

The shadow seemed to be swallowed by it, and gradually, along with the consciousness, it came to a distant and mysterious place.

Roy opened his eyes again.

The surroundings were quiet and peaceful, with many figures similar to himself sitting on quaint high-backed stone chairs.

There were twelve people in total participating in this gathering. Everyone's figure was blurry and their entire bodies were like black shadows with the texture of spiritual bodies.

This is the cover-up provided by the top management of the organization. Everyone comes from all over the universe and countless worlds.

It would be better to abandon your real identity and only show yourself as the code name within the organization and the technology to refine golems.

"Ok?"

Several figures nearby noticed his presence and cast their gazes over.

"Huh? A new member?"

"Hehehe, our organization has grown stronger again..."

"Sir, what is your name?"

Those figures were like ghosts and apparitions, and they took some interest in him.

Roy opened his mouth and said: "You can call me Kilik."

When you go out, your identity is given by yourself.

Everyone was truly in awe.

"Lord Kilik!"

"Cough cough!"

At this moment, a figure raised his hand.

In the space that looked like an ancient castle hall, beams of light like spotlights appeared.

As the light projected, a huge, ancient and solid stone statue appeared in front of everyone.

"I think you should stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point.

My 'Giant God Soldier' has been troubled by the power source problem for a long time and it's still difficult to solve...

I wonder if anyone has come up with a solution after all this time?"

"Giant magic?"

Roy looked over with a hint of surprise.

This stone statue has a majestic figure like a mountain, like a resting warrior, holding a long halberd, leaning in a groove with a mountain as its base.

It truly lives up to its name, being a powerful golem of the fourth level template modeled after a demigod-level creature.

However, the construction of this golem seems to have stagnated, like an unfinished project, and has not been maintained for a long time.

The vicissitudes of time had left traces of weathering and vegetation covering it, like red mud and water from blood and tears drying up, leaving scars on it. Everyone discussed it for a while, but all were at a loss as to what to do.

Roy was at a loss for the moment, so he remained silent and didn't say much.

But he didn't speak, but someone was paying attention to him.

"Mr. Kilik, do you have any advice?"

Said the wizard who had just displayed the Giant God Soldier.

There was a sense of vicissitudes in his voice, as if he was a high-level wizard who had lived for thousands of years.

During the discussion just now, someone called him Nuccimok, which means mountain in the wizard language.

It seems to be a code name as well.

Others also cast curious glances.

This mysterious new member, who had never appeared before, was the only one to be promoted to a senior level in the huge organization in recent decades.

This means being able to create a high-status or biological template at level three, and being recognized by the Council and Council members.

They were all wondering what abilities this person had that allowed him to pass those rigorous assessments.

"It's a brilliant idea, but why not use soul paint and rely on emotion instead of conventional power sources?"

Roy said a little confused.

“From what I know, large-scale golems like this, or things involving divine materials, are difficult to drive with conventional energy.

If one must resort to prying the rules, the amount will be an incredible astronomical figure, which is why many god-level creatures choose to accept faith.

They are not unaware of the power of faith, which will affect their own spirits, and even to a certain extent, priesthood and divinity will replace their free will!

But this thing is really useful.

It can be driven by spirit and belief alone, without material things."

At the beginning, Roy was still a little lacking in confidence.

Because he knew that he was only a first-level wizard and had accidentally mixed in with many high-level wizards.

As the topic unfolded, he began to talk about a lot of knowledge that he had just learned in the Aster world.

Many of the things here are brought about by alchemical talents. Combined with acquired efforts and integrated with spiritual materials, devil's contracts, etc., they touch upon the profound contents of the realm of gods.

When everyone heard this, they all gasped and looked incredulous.

"Is this Lord Kilik a master of spiritual studies?"

"Understood."

Roy said modestly.

"Excuse me, sir, what is the soul pigment you just mentioned?
I understand the emotionally driven mechanism involved in crafting the puppet core, but I've never heard of soul pigments."

"Uh... this is just a little gadget I came up with recently, not worth mentioning.

However, it can be understood as a divine coating material..."

Roy realized that what he said was a bit niche and explained casually.

Everyone gasped again.

Figure it out yourself?

He is really a master!
This level of attainment is truly so much higher than everyone else's!

"We've also been researching divine materials. Now that I think about it, soul pigment is indeed a good direction..."

"This sounds like an art field? It corresponds to the power of the demon god related to art!"

“Is this person an artist?”

The wizards discussed it with awe.

Nuchimok suddenly started and stood up.

"Please be sure to exchange contact information with me later! I have a lot of questions to ask you!"

(End of this chapter)