The Alchemist's Guide to Flesh and Blood Ascension

On the second floor of the "Heisenberg" pharmacy, the laboratory table was kept clean and tidy, and four figures were sitting on each side, staring at the parchment on the table in thought.

This parchment, titled "Battle Plan," was covered with hastily drawn rune annotations and several curves interspersed with the terrain profile.

Tedes, the genius Tide Mage, had been invited to the scene by Yunefu at some point. He frowned, seemingly pondering what role he could play in the magic-free environment.

"Nichta, stop eating..." Yunevo rubbed his temples and coughed lightly to draw everyone's attention back: "The plan can be roughly divided into three steps."

The black-robed alchemist took out a brand new sheet of parchment and drew new principles on it with a carbon pen. "First, we need a large water source, which is why I chose Tedes."

"Whether it's pure water or water materialized from the Water Demon Source, as long as it can achieve the 'penetration' effect... seeping into the gaps between the gargoyle's armor and skin, the goal is achieved."

"However, under the anti-magic stance, it is simply unrealistic to mobilize the water magic source on a large scale," said Tide Mage Tedes with some doubt.

"This is the second reason why I need you and Nehta. After knowing that there are similarities between the anti-magic stance and the source of magic..." Yunevo pointed his charcoal pencil to a circled area with the words "similar and compatible".

"You mean...?" Tedes was still completely baffled.

"Tedes, you and Niheta are both excellent mages... It's not a problem for you to simply mobilize a large amount of mana without casting spells."

"It's like throwing tens of thousands of pebbles into a calm lake at once. The pebbles create waves that collide with each other, and the lake remains 'calm' for a long time."

"Supplies are plentiful, and I'll keep that big guy in check, so you can rest assured," Yunev said, taking out two bottles of special magic potions and looking at the ratman Nehta and the tide mage Tedes, who were standing with their arms crossed.

"So, a large amount of magic power can actually affect the balance of the anti-magic stance?" Tedes slapped his fist, suddenly realizing.

“Yes, when the entropy of the anti-magic field increases sharply, it no longer has the possibility of ‘maintaining a steady state’,” Yunevo nodded, giving Tedes an appreciative look.

"Next, the first step in the 'water quenching' plan... the intense heat, requires Nehta's cooperation..."

"You didn't just call me to watch the shop for this reason, did you?" Nehta the ratman joked.

Yunev laughed it off, then took out a "Thunderfire Bottle" and said, "Nehta, use this to enchant your crossbow bolts... aim at the colossus's weak points and blast it hard."

"Explode...explode?! How powerful can this little bottle be..." Nehta's eyes lit up, but when he saw the container, which was only about the size of a fist, he pursed his lips in dejection.

"You really don't want the raw materials from the Tircol old dormitory bombing?" Yunevo prepared to take them away.

"Yes! Yes! Of course I want it! I was wondering why this little thing looked so novel..." Nehta snatched the "Thunderfire Bottle" from the former's hand and carefully held it between his two paws to examine it.

Yunevo chuckled; this rat-man was still as interested in "weapons of mass destruction" as ever...

"Let's get back to the main topic. The second and third steps of 'water quenching' are based on the premise that the anti-magic field has been interfered with or even destroyed... to achieve the effects of splashing water and extreme cold transformation in a very short time... The internal stress will cause the joints, or even the entire piece of armor, to shatter."

"But... none of us are skilled in extreme cold magic," Iseria tilted her head and raised her question.

"No need. Do you remember what I told you about liquid nitrogen a few days ago?" Yunevo shook his finger.

"Liquid nitrogen...you mean that stuff that's colder than frost? But didn't you say it's difficult to make?"

Yunevo looked at the Tide Mage Tedes, then at the white-haired girl Iseria, and turned to the appendix of the "Operation Plan".

He didn't say much, but simply tapped the three nested alchemical arrays above with his fingertips. "I have my own way."

"Hmm... then I believe you," Iseria said, poking her finger, then suddenly asked curiously, "But such a sudden temperature change, and such a high density of magical energy... won't it cause a stress reaction in the gargoyle's remaining magical energy?"

"I... I can see some of the flow paths of magic, which should be able to help you mark those vulnerable areas of your body that need protection..." she said thoughtfully.

Yonivore pondered for a moment, and if the matter of "gargoyle stress" were added to the consideration... it might involve the "awakening" of that thing at a deeper level.

Surveying... how did he end up doing civil engineering? But the black-robed alchemist quickly thought of someone who was perfect for the job—Dark, the arcane craftsman who had participated in the construction of the underground seal of the school history museum.

Yune quickly sketched a simplified outline of the gargoyle on the blank space of the parchment, drawing symbolic lines inside. "Then... let's start with the network mapping."

The new supplementary plan gradually became clear to Yunevo, and he looked at Iseria again, "With your help... this 'powerful brick-flying' operation may become a 'precision surgery.'"

"However, Iseria, this mission is indeed crucial... but it requires you to be with me at extremely close range to the gargoyle, enduring its attacks and counterattacks. Are you willing?"

The girl smiled, straightened her back, and her long, off-white hair moved without wind. "Of course... as long as I can help you."

"Okay, one week..." Yunevo set the deadline. "I will apply to the school administration. The school history museum will be undergoing 'routine maintenance' next week, which is the best window of opportunity for our actions."

"Yonev," Iseria gently tugged at the black-robed alchemist's sleeve, "If, we were to see those memories again, see their pain..."

"So what would you do?" Yunefu paused in his tidying up of the table, then looked up at the girl's profile.

"Give it a quick death," Iseria said with a smile.

In keeping with Yunevo's style, the black-robed alchemist rose, opened the window, and gazed at the sea of ​​light formed by the crystal tower.

"The right decision... it was a weapon, a sealed-off threat, a victim... but its loss of control undoubtedly ruined the entire Stamock."

"Whether it is good or bad... is not up to us, but to death. Our job is to send it to its death."

Yonivore's black robe fluttered in the wind blowing in from the window; in a cannibalistic world, mercy to the prey was cruelty to oneself.

He didn't want to gamble, nor was there any need for him to gamble...