Under the magnification power of 300x, the thumb-sized crystalline core appeared gigantic, its surface covered in small irregularities. Following the instructions from the virtual lab, I precisely adjusted the position and angle of the core using the magical formation. Only then did I activate the heat beam.
A tiny beam, one-tenth the thickness of a hair, hit the core, turning its surface reddish and soft while creating an indentation the size of a quarter of a human hair. I slowly moved the heat beam with my spiritual energy, crossing the core’s surface with absolute precision. As the beam passed, a straight, narrow line appeared, marking the crystalline surface.
Every detail—from the beam’s position to the depth of each cut—was clearly marked in my mind, highlighted in different colors. All I had to do was follow the layout and speed set by the virtual lab, guiding the heat beam with my spiritual energy and sculpting with extreme attention.
One by one, magical codes began to appear, resembling chaotic scribbles, but in reality, they were organized in a cross pattern and surrounded by magical formations. I left the four corners empty for sculpting the energy nodes, along with a circuit in the center to connect them all…
After an hour and a half of intense, focused effort, all seven magical formations were intertwined on the core’s surface, creating a flawless and functional structure.
The first step was completed.
Now, I needed to connect these magical formations—a process that required even more patience and precision.
The microscopic sculpture had only created the grooves for the formations, but the magical energy wouldn’t flow through them on its own. A conductive medium was required, something that would respond to the magical energy and allow it to circulate freely.
This medium was Magic Black Iron, now melted into liquid form.
If I were a super-rich and influential acolyte, I could use Mithril, a much more efficient material. But I didn’t have those resources or that luxury. Magic Black Iron was one of my only options.
Although its magical conductivity wasn’t ideal and caused significant energy losses, it was still sufficient for a simple Mud Golem, which didn’t require highly sophisticated circuits.
I spent the next hour draining my spiritual energy, feeding the magical formation to slowly pour the melted Magic Black Iron into the carved grooves. Every second, I used just a bit of energy, but after an hour of continuous effort, bluish veins started to stand out on my forehead.
I had to be extremely careful to ensure that the liquid metal filled the grooves without cracks, leaks, or failures. For a Beginner Apprentice, this task was incredibly challenging—a real miracle for someone with so little experience.
But, with the help of the virtual lab, I turned the impossible into reality.
When the last thread of Magic Black Iron settled into the indentations, I cut the magical formation, moved the magnifying lens away, and silently watched the Golem’s core floating above the Alchemy Station.
In that instant, an overwhelming wave of exhaustion and emotion flooded my mind. I felt as if I were being torn in half.
["Core completed."]
My first Golem was complete!
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R-18
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Lemon content.
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I was lying in my room smiling like a child looking at a Pc-Gamer for the first time. In my hand was the golem. I could summon it at any time, but it would have to be in an ideal place. A place with mud, otherwise it wouldn’t have much of an advantage in battle.
Suddenly.
"Ring~~" "Ring~~"
Someone knocked on the door, I sighed wondering who it could be.
I turned the handle and opened the door. I noticed Charlotte with her eyes shining. She knelt down and grabbed me around the waist in a hug while looking up. "I need more. Please!"
Smiling, I pulled her inside before closing the door.
I really needed to celebrate, so I faced her and said. "Before I give you some more powder. Today I want to fill your uterus with my dirty sperm."
Charlotte quickly began to remove her clothes, revealing her milky white body. I also removed my clothes, then pushed her against the wall, grabbed her waist from behind and shoved my entire dick in.
"Pah~~"
Pulling it out again, I pushed it back in with a wet and satisfying "pahhh". I didn’t carefully adjust the strength of my thrust, I wanted to be very strong to push her down.
"PAHHH~~"
"PAHHH~~"
"uhhhhh~~~"
"uhhhhh~~~"
"PAHHH~~"
With another "PAH", I withdrew my swollen penis and pushed it in once more, making sure to shake her insides by moving violently. A smile played on my lips as I watched her legs vibrate in response.
Charlotte looked over her shoulder, panting. Sensing my smile, Charlotte quickly bit her lips and tensed her legs, intensifying the sensations deep inside her drooling vagina as I thrust in and out with a little more force.
"Uhhhhhh~~" she moaned deliciously.
"Yes~~"
"Yes~~"
"Yes~~"
"PAHHH~~"
"PAHHH~~"
"PAHHH~~"
"Yes~~"
"Yes~~"
"Yes~~"
"Ohhhhh~~~~~"
Witnessing her commitment to seeing this through, I recognized that this bitch was really depending on me. She had already lost her deadliness, her false friends, and even some of her will to evolve. All she wanted was sex and cocaine.
"Pahh!!"
"Paahh~~~"
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Several minutes later.
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However, a few "uhh"s managed to escape her lips, which was a shame for her. I didn’t really hold back my release, and as soon as I felt that my balls were about to burst, I let go.
"Ahhhh!" Charlotte’s mouth finally opened in a genuine gasp, a deep, resonant moan escaping her lips as she experienced the sensation of my hot, thick semen sliding into the depths of her womb.
I slowed down my movements, gradually withdrawing my wet dick from her tight pussy, and then moved away from her back.
My eyes were fixed on the spectacle as my semen from inside her tight wet pussy oozed out, leaving a residue of wetness on the tip of my still erect penis. With a satisfied smile, I looked at her and complimented her: "You did good."
Charlotte’s head nodded in agreement, her breathing still rapid, "Haa..... Haaa...." She leaned back against the wall, using her hands to support herself on either side. Once again, Charloote let out a pronounced "Haaa..." accompanied by a sharp inhalation, her tense legs apparent from the visible effort etched on her face.
But our session wasn’t over yet. I approached her, my throbbing penis still pulsing with energy, and held it close to her lips. "We’re not done yet," I said, my voice tinged with desire. "Get on your knees, slut, and lick yourself clean so I can rest."
She frowned momentarily, but then bent her knees. Her arms wrapped around my waist as she let out a deep sigh. She stretched her head forward and opened her mouth wide, ready to swallow the remains of our session.
"SLURPPP!!!"
Once her warm saliva and soft tongue caressed my skin, and my dick gradually disappeared down her throat, a satisfying shiver ran through my body.
"Pahh~~"
I grabbed her hair with both hands and pushed all the way in.
The sensation was amplified when she clumsily maneuvered her tongue around my hot dick one last time, before pulling her head back, a deep sigh escaping her lips.
"Ufff~~"
I smiled at her and said. "Here bitch, this is yours." I put some cocaine on my dick. "Come on." As soon as she saw the white powder, her mouth began to drool as if she was very thirsty. Completely ignoring the wet smell of her pussy that was still on my dick.
I went back to bed and lay down, after all I was happy. I could have sex whenever I wanted, I’d managed to build a golem. I think that of all the 3-star acolytes. I’m the happiest.
Charlotte, with my sperm still leaking out of her pussy, climbs onto the bed and lies down next to me, but obviously with her head close to my waist. I only need to say one order and she’ll start sucking my dick, but at the moment I’m more interested in what she said. "Master, did you hear? Kenny is dead."
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"What? Kenny is dead? But he was a level 3 acolyte at his peak, he was so close to becoming a mage!"
Tyler was a little shocked. Kenny was a 5-star acolyte and also had a good mentor. After four years, he had ascended to level 3 acolyte and could even be considered an influential figure in the Tower.
"That’s right! He accepted the mission to investigate the events surrounding the academy and even formed a group for himself. There was another level 3 acolyte in the group too!"
Charloote’s face darkened.
"With a formation like that, only an official Mage could have killed Kenny."
Tyler speculated. Kenny had surely been carrying a magical artifact, and he was one of the strongest among the level 3 acolytes, not to mention any powerful life-saving item his mentor might have given him. And yet, he had died, making Tyler even more fearful of the dangers surrounding the tower.
"Not necessarily, they could have been overwhelmed by numbers! I heard that when Kenny was found, his lower body was missing and his intestines were completely eaten. At a glance, it’s clear that these are the deeds of Beast Demons!"
"Beast Demons?"
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