Blood of Sinners

# swords and magic
This is a world of swords and magic. Here, sorcerers and knights are well established, while alchemists and forge smiths are revered by the Empire. Mas transmigrated from Earth to this world and became an apprentice alchemist. This was a very noble status, a brilliant alchemist could command the respect of any major city. Mas was also proud of his own position. But he didn’t expect that his teacher was actually a huge fraudster, who used subpar alchemy products to trick the Royal Capital.
When they came knocking on the door fuming with killing intent, Mas’s teacher Wosk had already run away. While Mas, who was his student, was left behind to deal with this mess. If Mas was unable to hand up alchemy products that are powerful enough, he would be burnt alive by the people of the Great Empire. Just then, he finally awakened the God-tier Alchemist System and received the Creator’s Alchemy Station. On this station, any monster could be created. [Obsidian Gargoyle], [Lightning Naga], [Iron Golem], [Granite Golem], [Puppet Dragon], [Laval Titan]...... One after another legendary alchemy creatures were born in the hands of Mas, and he gradually gained the title of the God of Alchemy!

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Upon hearing the strange question that Mas raised, the two sisters chuckled and roughly understood the meaning behind his words.

"Lord Mas, the God Bestower has undergone a general change based on the appearance of the Gods who bestowed grace on them."

"The elves' Mother Goddess, Her Highness Yuktlashi, has an appearance similar to ours, except that she has a few pairs of silk wings that are as thin as cicada wings, so our chief is the same.

After receiving the grace of the Mother Goddess, her appearance as an elf did not change much. She only had a pair of silk wings like the Mother Goddess on her back. "

"So that's how it is. I thought that all the God Bestowers were like that monster outside, having such a strange and ugly appearance…"

After listening to the two sisters' patient explanation, Mas muttered softly.

Fighting the God Bestower, Mullovans