"I see now. The title of 'Master' is nothing but a shackle," Prome said to Angor. "From now on, we're on the same level. Just call me by my name."
"That's not very nice, is it? I really respect you, Master. "Angor did not understand why Prome would say something like that.
"Your talent is already far above mine. With your current accumulation of enchantments, once you start learning Synthesis, you'll probably reach your current height in a few years. It'll be an insult to me if you call me Master again. "Prome's tone was so serious that Angor frowned.
"I'm just a beginner apprentice alchemist. That's my respect for you, Master."
"When you can draw 'Prelude to Elimination', you'll become an intermediate apprentice alchemist. By then, you'll be much more talented and skilled than me. If you keep calling me 'Master', you'll be making a fool of yourself. "Prome changed the topic and continued to talk about the blueprints.
"I've seen all your blueprints, and I think the gun is the most suitable and easy to use." Prome recalled the golden revolver Angor showed him last time and felt shocked. He would never be able to come up with such a brilliant design in his life.
"Can you draw 'Prelude to Elimination' on the gun?" Prome asked.
He considered for a moment and realized that it would be difficult to engrave Prelude to Elimination on the surface of the gun. Prelude to Elimination had too many complicated runes, and it would take a lot of effort for Angor to shrink it down to such a small size.
Angor did not give a definite answer. "It's going to be difficult. I need to try."
Prome nodded. "Don't worry. Take your time. If it doesn't work, I'll try something else. "
After confirming the design, Angor chatted with Prome for a while. During their conversation, Angor learned the approximate price of an alchemy weapon engraved with "Prelude to Elimination" magic array.
Alchemy tools engraved with magic arrays were usually priced at more than 60 thousand magic crystals. The price would vary depending on the quality of the materials used, the final product's quality, and the general effect of the magic array. However, the price would never be lower than 60 thousand magic crystals. If it was a custom made item, the price could be several times higher.
With that in mind, he bid farewell to Prome and left.
Before leaving, Prome gave Angor an exquisite wooden box.
"Master, what is this?"
"Like I said, you can call me by my name in the future."
"You're older than me, so I'll respect you as much as I can. Mr. Prome. '
"There's no such thing as age or seniority in the Magus World. What matters is talent." Prome did not reject the title of "Mister". He gladly accepted it. "There's a worthless toy in the box. Maybe it'll be useful for your carving."
When he reached home, he opened the box and saw a rimless monocle inside.
To be more precise, it was a frameless convex lens inlaid with golden flowers and silver curtains.
He held it in his hand and did not sense any mana reaction. It was a handmade item. When he put on the glasses, he noticed that they only had one function — magnification.
It was a small toy, but it was a very useful toy. Especially when he compressed the complicated runes of a magic array onto a small gun, the magnifying glass could be used to its fullest potential.
Also, the lens of the monocle was connected to the frame as a mechanical hub. It could move 180 degrees horizontally and 36 degrees vertically. In this way, even if he wore it on weekdays, he could move the lens to the side when he didn't need it. It wouldn't affect his work.
Angor put the monocle on his left ear and moved the lens to his forehead.
Next, he began to work on the details of the gun. 'Prelude to Elimination' was an active effect. As long as there was a power source, it could be released continuously. Therefore, the design of the external magazine was negligible. The trigger could be designed as a switch to release magic power. Every time the trigger was pulled, the magic power of Prelude to Elimination would be channeled into the magic array, which could effectively save energy.
However, how to control the amount of mana channeling was another problem.
Soon, Angor came up with a list of questions. He only needed to solve them one by one before he could start crafting the gun. As for the shape of the gun, Angor did not plan to design it himself. Instead, he looked for a sample from the hologram tablet.
Half a day later, Angor put down the draft paper filled with notes. He had considered all possible outcomes, including ideas, materials, gaps, and steps. The only thing left was to put it into practice.
Before that, he opened the hologram tablet and looked for a sample of the gun. In the end, he found inspiration in an animation called "Young Demon Hunters."
A silver revolver with roses, bones, and crosses on it.
Angor became very careful when he began the crafting process. Because he was burning money every second of his life.
The process went smoother than he expected. With the help of the Energy Stabilizer, Prelude to Elimination, which was composed of six complicated runes, was perfectly solved.
It took him 26 hours to finish the drawing of Prelude to Elimination, which cost him 570 magic crystals. Maybe it was because Angor's mana pool had increased recently. It was much less than the 700 magic crystals he estimated last time. Luckily, Prome provided the crystals for free, so Angor did not feel bad about spending them.
When the final condensation step was completed, a silver light spread out from the revolver in his hand and illuminated the lab for dozens of seconds. When Angor was about to inspect the result of the experiment, he heard something that sounded like the wails of dead souls.
The shrill screams of the dead disappeared after the butterfly bone on his back tickled him a little.
Angor frowned and waited for the wails to end.
He thought it was just a normal alchemy process. Little did he know that the weapon he was crafting caused a huge commotion in the outside world. A low, dark cloud slowly gathered around Angor's yard. It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly. However, because of the dark cloud, the entire Apprentice Town 36 seemed to have fallen into the dead of night.
Strong winds blew, and dust was flying everywhere.
In less than five minutes, most of the apprentices in the Apprentice Town received the news through their communicators. Because of the strange situation of one of them, most of the apprentices in the Apprentice Town received the news. There were even people from other apprentice towns who came to this place through the underground market.
All apprentices came out of their rooms and looked at the dark cloud in a daze.
Was it an attack? But why was there only one dark cloud above Apprentice Town 36?
…
At the same time, Prome and Dave were checking the materials they had purchased from Twilight Well. Suddenly, Prome received a message that startled him. He quickly walked out of the cave.
As soon as he stepped out of the cave, he saw the rolling dark cloud in the sky like rolling waves.
He once stayed beside the dark cloud to study the transformation of thunder and lightning, so he knew that the dark cloud was not big compared to other clouds.
However, it was not about the size of the cloud. It was a sign! A sign of the birth of a mid-tier alchemy item!
Prome used to craft mid-tier alchemy items before, and this was the only mid-tier item he made that helped him become an intermediate apprentice. Back then, his omen was not as big as this. It only affected an area of a hundred meters at most. This dark cloud was thousands of meters high, and it covered the entire apprentice town!
Prome looked at the dark cloud and roughly estimated its center. With his mental calculation ability, he figured out the location in the next second.
Prome looked up. His bright eyes seemed to pierce through layers of trees and thousands of buildings to reach the center.
"It's you!"
At this time, Dave also walked out of the cave. He looked at the dark clouds in the sky and heard Prome murmuring to himself in a low voice. Dave turned around and asked in a low voice, "What did you say, Master Prome?"
Prome was about to answer when the dark cloud in the sky changed.
The dark clouds dimmed visibly, like ink melting into water, becoming lighter and lighter.
"Did the dark cloud disappear?" Dave looked at the sky. A few apprentices had flown into the sky to take a closer look, but before they could even reach the black clouds, they had already disappeared.
Prome stared at the dark cloud in the sky. After a while, he said in a low voice, "It disappeared, but not in the way you think. Take a closer look."
Dave widened his eyes and tried his best to look at the dark cloud. After a while, he exclaimed, "No, it's not a cloud! It's a cloud made of human figures! "
Just as David had said, some apprentices flew into the sky and observed the black clouds closely. What they saw scared them out of their wits. There was no dark cloud at all. Instead, there were shadows of human beings and beasts baring their fangs and claws in the sky. When there were too many of them, they looked like a dark cloud.
The reason why the dark cloud faded was that the shadows were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
…
Nessie's Valley of Souls.
Nessie was having sex with a maid. They were not only having sex in broad daylight, but also in an open area. Tens of thousands of souls, male and female, were jumping around like rabbits, waving their spears and cheering for Nessie.
Saka, on the other hand, was dozing off in boredom. Even the moaning and groaning did not arouse his interest at all.
Suddenly, the moaning and groaning stopped, which confused Saka. He looked up and saw that the whole Valley of Souls had become eerily quiet. All the souls were looking in the same direction with a hint of fear on their faces.
Saka looked in the same direction but could not see anything. He only knew that it was the direction of Tree Spirit Garden.
Saka walked to Nessie's side. Nessie was already fully dressed.
Before Saka could ask Nessie anything, a charming voice beat him to it. "What's going on, professor?"
A sweet, seductive scent wafted in the air. Saka looked at the newcomer. It was a man with a tall body, a sexy butt, and full breasts.
"Hookdick, I feel disgusted every time I see you." Saka left with a disgusted look on his face.
The newcomer was none other than Hookdick. "He" watched Saka's departure with his fists clenched tightly. When he turned around to look at Nessie, his expression immediately changed. He asked with a smile, "Professor, why aren't the souls in the valley moving?"
Nessie looked back at Hookdick. Hookdick was smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes. Clearly, Hookdick was still holding a grudge against Nessie for turning him into something neither male nor female.
Although Hookdick hated him, Nessie was very satisfied with the way Hookdick was now.
Hookdick could now hide his emotions with a smile.
Hookdick might have turned into a transvestite, but his chances of becoming a formal wizard were much higher than before.
At least he was no longer impulsive. His temperament was also much better than before.
Nessie chuckled. "They're not moving because an alchemist made a mid-grade item. It's a sign."
"What does the sign have to do with the souls?"
"Of course it has something to do with it. This item seems to be able to suppress souls …" Nessie glanced at the Apprentice Town and saw the shadow in the dark clouds.
"No, it's supposed to suppress the undead. It doesn't have much effect on souls, but … "Nessie looked at the trembling souls in the valley with a smile." There's no guarantee that these souls will fall and become undead one day. Therefore, an appropriate amount of fear is the soul's respect for humanity. "
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