Gurgle, gurgle—
The green light solvent in the lting pool continuously emits the sound of bubbling and steaming. And as the Boiling Gentleman approaches, this sound grows louder and louder, as if a magical creature is shackled at the bottom of the lting pool, desperately struggling to break free at all costs.
Faced with this anomaly, Angel couldn’t help but glance back at the Boiling Gentleman.
He still couldn’t see anything from the invisible face of the Boiling Gentleman, but the emotions around the Boiling Gentleman were constantly stirring, and as the bubbles in the lting pool increased, the emotions beca evidently more intense. Clearly, the change in the lting pool originated from the Boiling Gentleman.
Angel originally intended to inquire about the truth in the lting pool from the Boiling Gentleman, but seeing the Boiling Gentleman’s excited deanor, he didn’t imdiately ask and instead quietly waited for the lting pool’s next change.
The wait wasn’t long. A minute later, the bubbling sound suddenly changed, with an added noise of liquid rushing. At the sa ti, rippling patterns began to appear on the surface of the solvent emitting a faint green light.
"It’s coming." Angel thought to himself, focusing his gaze even more on the lting pool.
When the solvent’s surface began to rise, Angel already saw a bright object below.
This bright object did not stop and directly broke through the liquid surface, ascending into the air.
At this mont, Angel saw its true form—
A pure and dazzling light source without shape, without an anchor.
It was like a miniature sun, suspended before them, bathing the steampunk laboratory in the light just akin to a sumr’s blazing sun.
But this "sun" had no heat; it brought only light and... madness.
Yes, madness.
As Angel was imrsed in this brightness, an inexplicable sense of agitation arose in his heart, unyielding dark aspects deposited in his mory were now infinitely magnified, a frenzy of murderous thoughts growing wildly like unrestrained weeds.
Angel used all his self-control to slightly suppress these raging thoughts.
Yet even so, a hint of emotion inevitably seeped into his gaze. Fortunately, the Boiling Gentleman was fully focused on the light source, not capturing Angel’s abnormality.
"What is this?" Angel asked in a calm tone after regaining composure.
"It is the core energy of the Power Furnace, which I call—Origin of Chaos. As long as the slaughter continues, as long as nightmares persist, the energy of the Origin of Chaos will be everlasting!" After saying that, the Boiling Gentleman burst into mad laughter.
In the vast laboratory, besides the roar and clatter from the iron pipelines, only the Boiling Gentleman’s wanton laughter remained.
His mad laughter ravaged the space for a full half minute.
Once the room returned to silence, the Boiling Gentleman finally rembered the main purpose of returning to the transformation laboratory—to showcase the latest Power Furnace to Lady Shava.
The Boiling Gentleman paused, suddenly shifting into a frenzy mode, moving back and forth in the chaotic laboratory, tossing various materials into the lting pool as he moved. Instantly, parabolic arcs of materials appeared incessantly overhead in the laboratory.
Angel watched the materials thrown out by the Boiling Gentleman, unlike the complete blindness of the lting pool’s situation, with the Eye of Nalda, he could recognize most of them. Even those he couldn’t identify could be roughly deduced from the data leaked from the "server".
These materials were primarily tallic, distinctive in Angel’s view but not enough to make him take special notice.
Angel was curious, what did the Boiling Gentleman intend to do with these materials? Refine a container to carry... the so-called "Origin of Chaos"?
Angel thought of this and glanced at the "Origin of Chaos", but quickly turned away again. The stronger the agitation at the bottom of his heart the longer he stared at the Origin of Chaos, so although he was filled with curiosity, he dared not look directly at it for too long.
While Angel’s heart was filled with confusion and speculation, the Boiling Gentleman had already returned to the lting pool’s side.
Angel did not see the Boiling Gentleman make any movents, the bubbling that had gradually quieted in the lting pool began to rise again.
Angel sensed, the Boiling Gentleman didn’t have any energy fluctuations, could he be controlling the lting pool with mind intention?
This question wasn’t important for now, Angel didn’t dwell on it, instead focusing on the lting pool.
Angel couldn’t see the situation beneath the lting pool, but he guessed that the Boiling Gentleman was probably processing the previously thrown materials.
Boiling Gentleman: "It’s done."
Angel was stunned, done? Already, so soon? Did he guess wrong, did the Boiling Gentleman not process the materials?
Shortly after the Boiling Gentleman finished speaking, the surface of the glowing solvent began to ripple, and soon, a tal sphere with a shell covered in gears and delicate pipelines floated out of the lting pool.
After the tal ball floated out, it imdiately split into two halves, revealing the hollow interior filled with small pipelines.
"This is the shell of the Power Furnace, the container to carry the Origin of Chaos..."
The Boiling Gentleman began to ramble about the functions of the Power Furnace’s shell, such as the energy connections between the pipelines, the guidance of the gears to the power of the Origin of Chaos, and the effects different materials had on the spirit...
Angel was completely taken aback at this mont, not even listening to the Boiling Gentleman’s words.
His entire gaze was focused on the tal sphere.
The lting, fusion, and shaping of multiple materials... This series of works was accomplished in the blink of an eye. Angel rely saw the Boiling Gentleman tossing materials into the lting pool, and the next second it floated up!
This speed, exceeded Angel’s imagination.
You see, Angel was an Enchantnt Alchemist, one of the fastest branches in tallography. If he were to perform this series of tasks, even the fastest would take a day.
How could the Boiling Gentleman accomplish so quickly?
If Angel hadn’t detected traces of the previous materials on the tal sphere, he might even think the Boiling Gentleman placed a complete tal sphere beneath the lting pool in advance rather than refining it on the spot.
How did the Boiling Gentleman achieve this?
Is this alchemy?
Since this involved Angel’s profession, his curiosity overshadowed everything else, he didn’t even listen to the Boiling Gentleman’s explanation of the Power Furnace and directly asked the biggest question in his mind.
"How did you... refine this?"
The Boiling Gentleman was puzzled: "Has Lady Shava taken an interest in refining too?"
Angel lowered his brow, concealing his involuntary surprise and wonder, and replied with a faint voice: "So interest."
Perhaps Angel appeared too calm, the Boiling Gentleman suspected nothing and briefly explained the refining process.
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