Me! The Strongest Alchemist! - Chapter 87

Chapter 87: The One-armed Youth on the Desolate Mountain On a cold night, Mas and Dick chose to spend the night on a desolate mountain.

After all, as long as one was not at the Mythical stage, even Legendary Experts had to eat.

Dick used magic to make a small fire.

After escaping danger, Mas took off the dragon mask on his face.

When Dick saw Mas’s true appearance, he froze.

“Master, you…!!” Dick was a little skeptical of his own eyes.

Because the face under the mask was too young, Dick had thought before that Mas’ true age might be about forty or fifty.

However, he had never expected Mas to be so young! “What, are you surprised?” Mas asked with a smile when he saw Dick’s expression.

“Master, may I ask how old you are?” Dick asked in surprise.

Dick suspected that Mas had used some alchemy potion to maintain his appearance.

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After all, such alchemy potions existed.

Mas smiled.

“I’m 18 this year!” “18 years old? How is that possible?” Hearing that, Dick looked up at the stars in the sky.

His eyes were suddenly a little moist.

He suddenly teared up.

Although Dick did not look old, he was indeed an old man in his fifties.

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COM Because he cultivated ghost magic, his appearance was slowed down very slowly.

In addition, he was a Legendary Expert, so he did not look old.

However, he felt that compared to Mas, no, he felt that he was completely incomparable to Mas.

One was a Level 6 alchemist and the other was a Level 6 water mage.

Two identities on the same person at the same time, and this person was only 18 years old? Dick suspected that he had wasted his lifetime of cultivation on nothing.

He really could not imagine how strong Mas would be if he reached his age.

Epic? Or Mythical? Or could it be the legendary Saint? Apart from feeling rueful, Dick was glad that he had submitted to Mas.

To be able to follow such a talented expert was not humiliation but a priviledge.

Dick could use his life to witness the birth of a Mythical Expert! “Dick, go find some food!” Mas instructed.

“Hold on, master!” Dick rose and walked out into the wilderness.

Mas rubbed the center of his eyebrows with both hands when he saw Dick leave.

“What a loss this time…” Mas felt helpless.

Yes, Mas really felt like he had made a loss.

The people in the City of Exile were all villains and wanted criminals.

Mas originally planned to plunder all the rich people in the city after exterminating the Spider Church.

After all, he did not have to be polite to villains and wanted criminals.

However, he did not expect that the crazy woman Yselin had awakened the sleeping Lava Giant underground, leading to the destruction of the City of Exile.

Mas felt that less than half of the people who could escape from the Lava Giant were alive, or even fewer.

“What a pity!” Mas murmured.

However, Mas was an optimistic person.

Although he did not obtain anything from the rich, he had really made a killing on this trip to the City of Exile.

The greatest gain was the Tear of the Goddess.

Mas took out the Tear of the Goddess from his space ring and examined it closely.

[Tear of the Goddess, a beginner Level 9 alchemy item.

It is rumored that the tears of the goddess possess strange magic power.

You can obtain powerful magic talent after using it.

] “What a good thing!” Mas exclaimed.

With this, he could refine an alchemy potion that gave him magic talent.

However, the Tear of the Goddess was too precious.

Mas could not think of a suitable alchemy material to match it with, so he placed it in the alchemy space.

As for directly drinking it? Mas was not so foolish.

He was an alchemist, and he could maximize the effect of the Tear of the Goddess using alchemy.

It was worth it even if he had to wait.

Apart from this, the harvest this time was also the Void Demon Spider’s corpse.

The Void Demon Spider was a rare space-type magical beast.

Mas thought about using the Space Stone to refine it.

Space stones and Dimensional Stones were the materials needed to refine a space ring.

The attributes of these two alchemy materials were completely compatible with the Void Demon Spider.

Mas felt that if he used these two materials to refine the Void Demon Spider, in addition to Saturn’s magic crystals and the All-purpose Steel Frame he might be able to refine an Epic Legendary creature.

Saturn’s magic crystals and the seven-star All-purpose Steel Frame could be bought with gold coins.

Although it was expensive, Mas did not care.

However, Space Stones and Dimensional Stones were a little rare.

Mas planned to go back and let Belek think of a way for him.

If the other party could get hold of these two things, he did not mind giving the Frost Murloc and Royal Naga on his head.

The Frost Murloc and Royal Naga were not very useful to him now, and even after he gifted them to someone else, he still had the right to use them and could just take them back when he needed them.

Crack! Crack! Mas heard a twig snap behind him and looked back.

A youth covered in blood with a broken left hand was walking towards him.

Mas frowned when he saw the boy.

The youth saw Mas reach out his right hand and his face filled with pleading.

“Help me!” he said weakly.

Just as he finished speaking, the youth collapsed to the ground.

Mas stood up and walked to the youth’s side.

He saw that the severed part of other party’s left arm was very smooth.

It was obvious that it had been cut off by a sharp weapon.

Mas did not know what had happened to the man.

However, he was not a priest.

How could he save the man? Stop the bleeding? After some consideration, Mas walked to the fire and picked up a piece of wood that was burning with flames.

He walked to the youth and placed the flame on the severed part of his left arm.

This was the only way to stop the bleeding.

Whether the other party could survive or not would depend on himself.

After stopping the injury on the other party’s left arm with fire, Mas picked him up and placed him beside the fire.

After a short while, Dick returned.

Dick held a small boar in one hand.

He glanced at the youth who had collapsed by the fire and said to Mas, “Master, I just killed a group of people!” Dick’s voice was flat, as relaxed as if he were saying he had slaughtered two chickens.

To him, killing people was too common.

“Oh?” Mas looked curiously at Dick.

“That group of people seemed to be looking for someone.

When they saw me, they attacked me.

I was unhappy, so I killed them.

“It seems that the person that group is looking for is this youth!” Mas thought to himself.

“Master, what about him?” Dick asked Mas, looking at the boy.

“Take him with you after daybreak.

Whether he can survive will depend on himself!” Mas laughed lightly.

The youth was probably only 14 or 15 years old.

His left hand had been cut off but he was still able to survive until here to find Mas.

Mas felt that this could be considered fate, so there was no harm in bringing him along.

As for whether he would get into trouble if he brought him along, Mas was not worried at all.

If the person who caused him trouble offended him, he could just kill him.