Lord Evolution: Starting With SS-rank Skills - Chapter 113

Chapter 113: Opaque reality [ 33 ] Chapter 113: Opaque reality [ 33 ] After successfully brewing the potion, Dragun allowed it to cool for about two hours before storing it in the small glass potion bottles inside his spatial pouch.

He was able to fill five potion bottles with the entire batch he had just brewed.

If others had seen him at the start of brewing and now during packaging, they would be pretty surprised by how drastically the volume had decreased.

Initially, it filled a large pot, but now it couldn’t even fill more than ten tiny potion bottles.

Only Dragun knew that the amount he obtained was already perfect, as others might not even get up to three bottles from their batches.

Dragun stored four of them in his pouch and stared at the one in his hand.

The liquid inside was pale blue and looked highly volatile.

“I’m only a Tier 3 Mage, so I need at least four of these potions to completely replenish my mana reserves,” Dragun muttered.

He studied the contents of the bottle for a few seconds before gulping it down.

The bitter, hot liquid slid over his tongue and burned his throat as he swallowed.

Immediately, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach, as though he had swallowed hot coals.

His body began to sweat profusely as it produced an insane amount of internal heat, causing him all sorts of unimaginable pain that could kill a full-grown adult in less than three seconds!

Nevertheless, Dragun’s body had become stronger and more durable than a normal human’s, giving him the endurance to withstand the unbearable pain-but that didn’t stop him from feeling it, which was totally nerve-wracking.

As the minutes passed, the pain intensified.

It felt like flames were racing through his veins, scorching every inch of his body.

Dragun’s heart pounded wildly, and his muscles tensed uncontrollably.

His vision blurred, and beads of sweat dripped down his face.

He clenched his jaw, trying to withstand the agony.

Each breath he took felt like inhaling fire.

The room seemed to spin, and his legs threatened to give way beneath him.

The searing pain grew sharper, testing the very limits of his endurance.

Just when it seemed unbearable, a sudden coolness washed over him.

The burning sensation began to fade, replaced by a soothing calm.

His heartbeat slowed, and his breathing steadied.

The torment subsided, and strength returned to his limbs.

Dragun exhaled deeply, relief flooding through him.

His body had finally absorbed the potion’s contents.

He could feel a surge of energy as his mana reserves started to replenish at a rapid pace.

Thirty minutes passed, and the effect of the potion ended-Dragun checked his mana reserve and discovered he was still about 60% away from reaching his peak state.

He let out a sigh and swallowed the next potion.

He braced himself as he felt the second potion burn its way down his throat.

The scorching heat returned, searing his insides and making his muscles tighten.

Sweat poured down his face, and his heartbeat thundered in his ears.

Minutes crawled by as the pain peaked and then slowly eased.

When the discomfort faded, he checked his mana reserve.

He was now 40% away from full capacity.

Without wasting time, he uncorked the third bottle and drank it in one gulp.

The intense agony struck again, sharper this time.

His vision dimmed at the edges, and he had to steady himself against a table.

Every nerve in his body screamed, but he refused to yield.

Gradually, the torment lessened, and a cool sensation spread through him.

Another glance at his mana reserve showed he was just 20% short.

Summoning his remaining strength, Dragun swallowed the fourth and final potion.

The pain hit like a blazing inferno, the worst of all since his mana reserve sucked the mana more greedily and aggressively.

He gritted his teeth, muscles quivering under the strain.

It felt endless, but he held on.

Eventually, the flames within subsided, replaced by a soothing wave of energy.

As the last traces of pain disappeared, Dragun sensed his mana reserves fully replenished.

He let out a loud sigh.

He went to take his bath and cleaned the room using wind magic and water magic spells together, before walking out of the house.

It was evening, and people on the street greeted him happily as usual.

He greeted them back and inquired about Ren’s current location.

He was told that Ren was at the village square, so he immediately headed there.

At the village square, Ren was mixing herbs of various sizes, colors, and shapes inside a small wooden bowl.

After he finished, he handed the mixture to a feverish old lady sitting on a wooden bench beside him.

She drank it without hesitation.

She didn’t feel anything different for the first five minutes as the concoction settled within her system.

The cold and fever were still there and hitting hard, causing her pain.

But then, after another five minutes, it was as though a strange new energy washed through her body and filled her with life, conquering the fever and cold she felt.

“I feel so good now!” she exclaimed happily, standing up and bowing slightly to Ren.

“Thank you very much, Lord Ren.” Ren waved at her with a proud smile.

“No need to thank me.

Go back home and don’t forget to eat healthy foods with plenty of vegetables.

This medicine I gave you will only calm the symptoms and fight them slowly.

If you continue eating unhealthily, once the effect wears off after two days, the fever will return.” “Sure, I will,” she thanked him and left.

Ren smiled and rinsed his equipment with water.

He was pretty happy that he had just helped another villager in need-it made him proud.

Dragun, who was observing not too far away, sighed and muttered to himself, “With this much knowledge of herbs, he might be accepted into the Devildoor School of Alchemists, but he’s already passed the maximum age limit.” He shook his head and went to inform Ren of his plan to return to Winterseed.

Ren was devastated by the news, but he had no choice.

“Please send my greetings to Lord Rowan and Miss Liara,” Ren said, waving at Dragun.

Dragun nodded before bringing out a magical silver slip and tearing it.

Immediately, he teleported, unaware of the two dark figures trailing him.