After a frenzied barrage of attacks, Charlotte retreated several kilometers and steadied the surging Bloody Glory within his body, restoring it to balance.
He cried out in surprise, "Classical Alchemy?"
The Tree God Emissary shifted his body. Though he still maintained a human form, he no longer looked human in any way. In a deep voice, he said, "It is precisely Classical Alchemy's greatest achievement: Human Alchemy!"
Charlotte was even more surprised. "You refined the remains of an evil god into your bodies? How could mortal flesh possibly endure it?"
The Tree God Emissary gave a deep, eerie chuckle. "This is the greatest secret of our Ancient Modoro Cult. If you are willing to lead your men into joining us, I can decide to tell you."
While patrolling the sea, the Tree God Emissary had spotted Charlotte's three warships. He gazed greedily downward and thought, If I can subdue those three warships, it won't matter if I tell him the secret. Without the remains of the Ancient Modoro Tree, this procedure simply cannot be carried out. Besides, it requires the finest alchemists. He could never find one.
Charlotte thought, A pathetic little secret in exchange for dozens of Saint Ranks and three Legendary Warships? This thing must have damaged its brain during the transformation. Its soul may even have shattered. Who knows what's occupying that body now.
In this world, once alchemists reached the highest realm, they all turned their hands upon themselves. Classical Alchemy was especially fond of Self-Alchemy, commonly known as Human Transmutation, also called Human Alchemy. Classic Alchemy pursued the creation of artificial gods, replacing one's flesh-and-blood body with metallic machinery to extend one's lifespan.
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