The Runic Alchemist - Chapter 165: Disappointment as Usual

Leo was going to awaken as an Aura Farmer.All he wanted was to become the strongest. You know, normal kids stuff.Yet, being the strongest doesn't come easy. As he finds himself thrown into a forgotten era to solve mysteries, passing its trials to furthermore become stronger than any being that had ever existed.Still, the battle for power doesn't end there. Thrown into a battle for influence and power, Leo finds himself battling against other Aura Farmers both internal and external. It also just happens to turn out...everyone wants him either alive or dead, as long as it benefits them.Have you ever seen countless dragons paint the azure skies?Have you ever seen a whole continent reduced to dust by the flick of a finger?Aura is magnificent. Aura is absolute. But for Leo, an adoptee of the notorious Atlantis Clan, Aura is also a death sentence. Carrying a mysterious legacy and the weight of a slaughtered clan, Leo must navigate a world of madness, ancient mysteries, and a hierarchy of power that would rather see him helpless than awakened.From mysterious trials to the heights of the Bastard Volume, follow Leo as he dives deep into the harrowing mysteries of the Aura System and the dark truth of humanity’s past.

As a creation-type devil fruit, the Superman Barrier Fruit is not too much to use it to open Susanoo, right? Katakuri’s glutinous fruit can have countless fists, can’t my barrier fruit do it?

The biscuit fruit of the cracker can have a biscuit army, but can’t I have a barrier fruit? Brother Ming’s thread fruit can have a shadow riding thread clone, but can’t my barrier fruit? What, even mr3’s wax fruit has so many wax figure clones, and candle robot armor?

No, I have to refer to it, and I have to play better! My barrier fruit should be greener than blue and better than blue! My creativity is beyond your imagination! !

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This is the tale of an earthling, who transmigrated as a dying third-rate god but somehow rose through the ranks, gaining followers and eventually causing the Fourth Great Apocalypse.

Gripes have their origins and debts have their creditors. We haven’t crossed each other in days past or present, nor formed any grudges. I am but duty-bound to carry this out, so apologies in advance!