Chapter 1652

"He's almost done! Such amazing speed and technique!" Harold remarked, feeling somewhat humbled after observing Severin's work. "Rise!" Severin exclaimed less than half a minute after Harold's remark. He raised his hand and gracefully levitated a pill before their eyes. "He succeeded! This all but confirms that he's a fourth-grade low-rank alchemist!" Felix was left in awe of Severin's abilities. Deep down, he could not help but scold himself for looking down on Severin and attempting to show off in front of him. "He's… He's a fourth-grade alchemist!" Igor grappled with his mixed emotions. On the one hand, he was delighted that the sect had one more formidable alchemist as a member. On the other, he regretted that their initial exchange came off as a confrontation. It would be awkward for him to approach Severin for alchemical advice in the future since he had offended Severin so gravely. "Impressive. This is an elite-quality three-lined pill," Harold remarked after approaching him