If these wondrous witchcrafts still remain within the realm of mortals.
Then the "Creator's Blood" recorded in the fifth volu is even more perverse; in Aiven's view, it almost directly points to the authority of a god.
Whether it is organic or inorganic, animal or plant, flesh and blood creatures or elental creatures, they can all be influenced, transford, and controlled by this magical substance.
As long as there is a sufficient reserve of knowledge, even creating an entirely new intelligent race is no longer a fantasy.
At the sa ti, this is also the beginning for the wizards of the "Life Tree" School to fundantally transform the life form, and the prerequisite for climbing the "Life Tree" to reach the "Crown Position"!
However, these are still too far for Aiven; a problem has now reached the point where it must be resolved.
"Very well! Now I have two legacies in my hands: the 'Magic Potion Branch' of the Alchemy School and the 'Life Tree' School. Which should I choose?"
According to Aiven's understanding, each wizard school theoretically has its own ultimate creation and limit knowledge, but their progress varies.
And understandably, the greatest beneficiary is inevitably the school chief who stands at the pinnacle of the school's power.
Take the Alchemy School that Aiven is most familiar with, for example.
If the final creation "Steam Titan," which gathers all the knowledge and power of the "chanical Branch" of the Alchemy School, is truly manufactured, could the beneficiary be himself?
If he managed to replicate the final creation "Elixir of Eternal Youth" of the Alchemy School's "Magic Potion Branch," might it not be shared with the entire school?
The "Violet Eye" is not doing charity; almost handing over the entire New Inn Port Alchemy Division to the Phaletis Kingdom certainly involves bigger interests!
Clearly, under such prerequisites, whether your heart belongs to the Kingdom or the Association, as long as you join a school and switch the ditation thod, your power becos the school's power.
Inevitable!
In other words, joining a matured big company and becoming a formal employee with decent benefits or even a middle manager cos at the cost of never being able to change jobs; as one prospers, everyone prospers, as one suffers, everyone suffers.
Another scenario is that there's an opportunity to start from scratch and establish your own, how would you choose?
A middle-aged person with a family might choose stability, while a young person with no concerns might mostly choose change. After all, two birds in the bush don't compare to one in hand; no matter how small the industry, it's entirely yours!
Therefore.
Now there is no need to hesitate, Aiven's choice is of course... cough, cough, he wants it all!
Of course, the so-called dual discipline in schools is absolutely impossible, just like a person in reality cannot walk on two different paths simultaneously.
But Aiven's discovery provides guidance for his next choice.
Having broadly perused the first volu of "Flesh Sacrifice," he discovered a wealth of knowledge on Magic Potion.
Through dozens of different potions to delve into the human body, such as Stamina Potion, Swift Potion, Frenzy Potion, Sleep Potion, Recovery Potion, and more.
Then the difficulty gradually elevated, transitioning from the body to the soul; the ultimate result is the Spirit Communication Potion, one of the three prerequisites required in the apprentice phase.
From this perspective, at least in the early apprenticeship stage, there is a high degree of overlap and compatibility between the two. Even in the later stages of becoming an official wizard or upper-rank wizard, the focus of the "Life Tree School" is no longer on various magic potions, but that does not an the content of "Magic Potion" is completely abandoned.
Contrarily, in the application of various witchcraft, it often appears as an important support, albeit not in standalone "Magic Potion," but as part of an intricate system.
Indeed, another na for ancient alchemy is "Fire Sword Path," referring to the twenty-two divine paths of the "Life Tree." To claim that there was no relationship between the two in ancient tis, even at the cost of his life, Aiven wouldn't believe it.
Aiven even faintly felt that the "Life Tree School" encompassed the flavor of the three major branches of the Alchemy School: "Magic Potion Branch," "Alchemy Tools and Enchantnt Engineering Branch," and "chanical Branch," albeit relatively primitive without the subdivision and specialization of disciplines.
Therefore, Aiven's plan is to transform the ditation thod of the "Life Tree School," inherit this ancient legacy, rekindle the fla, becoming the era's sole mber and... School Chief!
Then maintain the previous relationship within the Alchemy School, taking "Violet Eye" as an exchange platform to gradually strengthen his own school!
After all, in the association, everything obtained requires paynt; it's rely a transaction. There's no need to hide these matters from Principal Princeton, as looking at them from outside the school's perspective, as a Kingdom Faction, the interests of himself, Princess, and even Principal are actually aligned.
What they need is rely the "knowledge and legacy" of the Alchemy School to enhance their own power, not to concern themselves with whether the benefits received incite feedback to the Alchemy School's Mysterious Realm.
With the decision made.
Aiven finally picked up that fluffy, seemingly fur-crafted bulging pocket, hmm, I think the passphrase recorded in the notes should be:
pat—
Silently, the fur pocket opened a slit by itself. Aiven leaned in to look, but it was pitch black inside, nothing could be seen. However, through the spiritual connection between the two, he could clearly feel that there was a space inside, about the size of a room.
This turned out to be the "Magic Pocket" that every Extraordinary dreams of! A "Space Bag" crafted using a unique witchcraft of the Life Tree School, made from the fur of demonized creatures with spatial attributes!
However, hoping for more gains was no longer possible.
Information already learned from the Snake-man's notes had prepared Aiven psychologically; seeing the space empty except for so household items, various books, and seeds, with not even a single copper coin, he felt no disappointnt at all.
Because this storage tool itself was the best treasure!
He hung the yellow gem pendant directly around his neck and used the Magic Pocket to store the bronze box.
While receiving the last inheritance from the school, Aiven also gained limited control over the island.
Although the Snake-man had said the power system was damaged, and many places were in disrepair, making it difficult to regain combat capability, at least the movents on the island would no longer escape Aiven's perception.
Feeling as though he had gotten a "big" toy, Aiven couldn't resist wanting to experint a bit.
He gently stroked the surface of the yellow gem and softly uttered the activation spell:
petr—
Instantly.
Aiven's consciousness was pulled into a peculiar world, more like tactile sensation compared to vision, perceiving everything with extrely sensitive skin and nerve endings.
On the island, every cave, every grass and tree, every stream, every living thing was incredibly detailed under this "tactile" perception, providing richer and deeper information than visual sensations.
Outside the cave were Milan and Gary, whose faces were already tinged with urgency.
Senses continued to extend, revealing more expansive rock passages than he imagined, forming a subterranean ecosystem, his previous exploration possibly covering only one-twentieth.
A plethora of strange creatures lived within the crisscrossing rock passages and hidden spaces: mobile vine roots, small monsters resembling frogs and fish, huge Bone Helt Lizards, rustling peculiar rodents...
Then Aiven saw ten Original Essence halls, with stone platforms in the middle ant to hold so kind of treasure, yet the platforms lay empty.
Even though he already knew the fact that the school's inherited treasures were nearly lost, and the last few strong treasures like the witchcraft creation "Gravity Core", "Flesh Destruction Staff", and "Eye of dusa" were either damaged or lost during the chase.
But looking at the treasure vault that could starve a mouse, Aiven's heart was still bleeding!
What made him more frustrated was, the inheritance secret scroll "Flesh Sacrifice" was left with only two volus before the Snake-man Hibekrite took over the school, requiring Aiven to collect them anew for the strongest advancent to "crowned".
How bleak!
However, worth ntioning.
Before the Age of Navigation comnced hundreds of years ago, Extraordinary individuals didn't care much for Ocean Treasures, which could only be used at sea.
Hibekrite also threw the only Ocean Treasure in his collection directly onto the stone platform in the front hall, rely as reserve energy for the Rock Golem, which instead allowed White Shark Skuk to pick it up cheaply.
Yes, that Ocean Treasure was actually the Mist Silver Lamp in Aiven's possession, he couldn't help but marvel at his destined connection with the Life Tree School.
In this light, the Shipwreck Elegy found in One-Eyed Becky's hands must surely have a different origin. Co to think of it, if Becky had obtained the Shipwreck Elegy a few years ago, she wouldn't have waited until now to use it.
For Aiven, the only good news was the Snake-man Hibekrite had deeply researched the Deep Blue Treasure Pearl left in the Radiance hall.
Although it is inherently a cursed object carrying a Mutated Curse. Yet, for the Life Tree School wizards who study biological modifications, this item is extrely useful, valued far above the Mist Silver Lamp.
Heber Crete even had the ability to use the treasure pearl under certain conditions to induce directed mutations in organisms; with his research notes stored in the Magic Pocket, Gary's mutations were assuredly worry-free.
Incidentally, it might bring so fortune amidst disaster, granting him powerful abilities for autonomous frenzy. Coupled with a wheel battleaxe and full heavy armor, he could be used as a main battle tank post frenzy.
Uh, provided the heavy armor has the Floating Curse engraved on it, otherwise, falling into the water during sea combat would be fatal.
Unwilling to further gaze at the empty treasure vault.
Aiven turned his attention to the island, observing the Conch Horn anchored at the sheltered port, where it remained undisturbed, and the soldiers stationed in pirate cabins were very calm, and sentry duty was complete and orderly.
Vision ascended.
"Huh? Pirates?!"
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