Meanwhile, a golden haired man stood in a dark place, his arms crossed. There was a rift in the middle of this place and he stood at the edge, his eyes reflecting what was within this rift.
Trees grew out of the walls, like the earth had split open to reveal what was hidden at its depth. The fallen leaves of these trees formed several rings which were engulfed with the golden glow of a dome at the very bottom of this rift.
From above, the dome looked like a ball of gold with metal ring structures crossing over themselves above it but this was actually a vast platform, a sanctified space where noble Knights were made.
It was supported with a great amount of mana that could drain Godfrey in a split second if he was the source.
Victoria, who wore a white tunic gown, laid on a stone bed while three Apostles pierced their sword into holes meant to accommodate them.
Godfrey watched as a heart hovered above Victoria while the dome glowed bright, empowered by the Apostles pouring mana into the platform.
The sight of the False Heart made Godfrey’s eyes narrow. It was black with white veins, this was the core of Pathan’s mana system.
A heart that allowed them to absorb a great amount of mana into their bodies and also increased their lifespan by a few centuries.
Bright light engulfed the False Heart and it phased through Victoria’s chest. The Alchemists could see through her flesh. Their eyes saw everything, from flesh to her skeletal structure.
With meticulous precision, the False Heart was planted. In an instant, a network of white veins spread throughout her body.
The massive amount of mana gathered in the platform was absorbed by the runes on the stonebed and into her body. Flooded by mana, the white veins glowed even brighter and the False Heart began to beat.
"It took quite some days but she was able to spend two decades in treacherous terrains fighting and learning from all we gathered from her predecessor." The Chief Alchemist voice rang.
He appeared out of nowhere, standing beside Godfrey.
"It will take an entire day for her body to adjust to the False Heart."
"I’ll wait then." Godfrey replied.
The Chief Alchemist smiled. "She won’t turn out like the eight knight, she’ll emerge with pathan blood."
"Isolde? What was different with her?" Godfrey raised an eyebrow.
"She was dead, her soul was bound within the creature that came for her. We only removed her original heart and replaced it with that of an apex dragon species. The dragon heart formed its own network so we couldn’t add the False Heart, that was why she couldn’t grow to our desired height." The Chief Alchemist explained.
"Her body had already gained draconic enhancements before then."
’She’s already seven feet tall.’ Godfrey’s lips twitched. He couldn’t imagine Isolde being as tall as Dirge. She was almost three feet taller than him, his head only reached her waist!
"We also considered you so the outcome was welcomed." The Chief Alchemist added.
Godfrey didn’t know what to feel. They considered his shortness? But he wasn’t short, Pathan humans were just ridiculous compared to earth humans.
After waiting for an entire day, Godfrey returned to the edge of the rift and saw Victoria. Her hair was now white and she had grown to a towering ten foot tall woman!
The False Heart was responsible for this. The surge of mana enhanced her bone structure, strengthened its density, her organs, muscles and brain.
There was something about that heart that carried the signature of the origin of Pathan’s system, which were the Alchemists. Whoever had the heart would undoubtedly become a Pathan, half Pathan at least.
This time around, Godfrey stood alone as the Chief Alchemist and the others joined the first three. They stretched their arms wide and the huge phoenix was dissolved into blue flame-like mist.



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