Chapter 99: Too Late for Regrets
"W-What was that?!"
"Heavenly lightning! It came from the sky!"
The deafening crash of the thunder echoed through the Mirravele Alchemy Guild.
The dense crowd of onlookers stared at the cauldron unblinkingly, as if enchanted.
"Pill... Pill Tribulation..." Belen muttered, his lips trembling uncontrollably.
He finally understood.
It wasn't a cauldron explosion.
It was the Pill Tribulation.
A tribulation summoned purely by the birth of a perfect pill.
As the cloud of smoke began to settle, the scene within the chamber was revealed.
Unlike the basic bronze cauldron from before, Aldric's Epic-Grade dark-gold cauldron stood entirely intact, its reinforcement arrays glowing as faint arcs of residual lightning danced across its metallic surface.
Rhain sat cross-legged before it, utterly composed.
He slowly reached forward and lifted the heavy dark-gold lid.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
