Demonic Dragon: Harem System-Chapter 331: Draconic Alchemy!

"The system is really disabled... No messages came after what happened here... Normally, something like ’You created a Legendary Item’ would pop up, but nothing..." Strax thought, staring at the dragon heart he had just created. The silence of the system echoed in his mind, a strange and incomplete feeling.

"This must have been luck, right?" Strax murmured, turning to Evelyn.

She looked at him with an ironic smile.

"Well, considering you did the impossible, probably." Evelyn replied, her eyes fixed on the pulsating heart on the table. "It’s almost a waste to use this on a homunculus..." She paused, contemplating. "But, thinking about it..."

Strax raised an eyebrow, curious.

"It would be a waste if it were for just any spirit," she continued, "but it’s a dragon spirit. So, the body will probably handle their power, at least a fraction of it."

The two small dragons, still flapping their wings around the table, watched the heart with frightened yet expectant looks. It was as if the very air around them was charged with tension.

Strax smiled faintly, his eyes shining with a hint of excitement.

"Well, all that’s left is to try on one more, right?" he said, his voice full of challenge. "We still have four attempts... We need two more."

The tension increased, and Evelyn, though unsettled by what she had just witnessed, couldn’t help but smile at Strax’s audacity.

The air in the greenhouse was thick with the smell of metal and alchemy. Strax stared at the dragon heart he had just created, watching it pulse almost human-like. As he had suspected, the system was silent—no signals or alerts, something that bothered him deeply. He was used to constant system messages indicating progress or errors, but now there was nothing. Just silence.

Evelyn, on the other hand, seemed more excited than ever. Her eyes sparkled with a mix of fascination and anticipation as she prepared the next set of materials. The two small dragons, Ouroboros and Tiamat, floated around the table, their expressions just as confused as Strax’s, but with a gleam of curiosity.

"Well, if nothing happened, does that mean this was... completely unexpected?" Strax asked, his eyes still fixed on the pulsing dragon heart. He wasn’t sure if this was good or bad news, but one thing was certain: what they had done was beyond anything he had ever imagined.

"I’d say it was a mix of luck and improbable science," Evelyn replied, preparing a second syringe. "You really made a significant leap by creating something like this... But we can’t afford to fail now. The next attempt needs to be better."

Strax took a deep breath. He knew failure wasn’t an option. Not now, after everything they had been through so far. They needed more than just a dragon heart—they needed to understand what would happen with these hearts, and more importantly, how to use them. The idea of creating a perfect homunculus, a vessel for a dragon’s power, seemed closer than ever.

"Then let’s move on to the next attempt," Strax said, smiling defiantly. "We’ve got four chances, but we can’t afford to lose any more."

Evelyn nodded, though something in her gaze suggested she was more apprehensive than she wanted to admit. She took a new portion of Strax’s blood, now with more caution, and prepared a new syringe. He extended his arm, allowing her to make the cut with precision, and watched as she injected the blood directly into the artificial heart.

"This time will be different," she murmured, as she began to channel her magic, invoking alchemy to shape the creation. She felt that she needed more energy, more power to achieve what she wanted. With her mind focused, Evelyn intensified the flow of mana, feeling the crystals around them glow. The air in the room began to vibrate with the energy.

Strax watched everything in silence. He could feel the tension in the air, the weight of his own expectations. His thoughts were divided between what was happening on the table in front of him and the dragons who observed everything, floating with their small forms, seemingly in complete harmony with the situation.

"Now," Evelyn said, her voice tense. She placed her hands on the heart, channeling more magic.

The explosion was instantaneous.

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A wave of arcane energy erupted from the heart, sending both of them flying backward. Strax was thrown to the ground, the force of the impact making his ribs creak under the weight. He quickly got up, his eyes burning with frustration.

"Dammit!" he shouted, gritting his teeth as he looked at the table. What was left of the heart was smoking, and shards of crystal were scattered across the floor. Evelyn was in the same state, one hand pressed against her chest, trying to catch her breath.

"Failed again," she said, her voice hoarse. "The energy... it couldn’t stabilize."

Strax looked at her, a mixture of anger and understanding in his eyes. "What the hell happened this time?"

"It’s not the amount of blood, it’s not that," Evelyn murmured, almost to herself. "It’s the control. I needed more power to contain the dragon magic explosion... But I’m not strong enough to hold it alone."

Ouroboros and Tiamat hovered closer, watching the destruction in silence. Both were clearly tense, but still, there was an expression of curiosity in their eyes.

"Don’t worry," Tiamat said, her words soft and resonating. "You’re dealing with forces we don’t even fully understand. It’s a fine line between creating something incredible and unleashing a catastrophe."

"Yeah," Ouroboros added, his voice deep and filled with disdain. "But so far, you’ve been a lunatic. Let’s see what happens next time."

Strax stood up, shaking his shoulders. He looked at Evelyn, his eyes burning with determination. "We’re not stopping now. We just need to adjust a few things. I won’t let this take us down."

Evelyn looked at him with a tired yet determined expression. She knew Strax wouldn’t give up easily. "Alright. But this will be the last attempt. If it doesn’t work, we’ll have to reassess."

Strax nodded. He was preparing for another round, another attempt. He had only one chance to ensure this research succeeded. And if he had to do something more... he would.

The second attempt began much like the first, but this time, Strax tried to focus his energy. He channeled the strength of the souls he had collected, something he had never done before, hoping this might balance the unstable energy of the creation.

Evelyn, on her part, wasn’t just using common alchemy magic anymore. She was connecting to the essence of matter, something more primal. Her hands trembled slightly as she manipulated the flow of mana, trying to control the explosion of power that was about to occur.

Once again, the magic was released.

But this time, the explosion was even more violent.

The heart on the table began to grow uncontrollably, golden scales extending in every direction. The force of the magic created a distortion wave, causing the greenhouse’s crystals to shatter and release a bluish radiation, which illuminated the room with a ghostly light. Strax and Evelyn were once again thrown backward, slamming into the walls and falling to the floor with a loud crash.

"This time... what the hell happened?" Strax asked, breathing heavily, his vision blurred.

Evelyn slowly got up, still dazed. "It was an even more catastrophic failure. We couldn’t control the power we generated. And the heart... it disappeared. It was consumed."

Tiamat and Ouroboros were floating nearby, their small forms approaching the scene. They were now visibly concerned.

"I didn’t think you could fail twice in a row," Ouroboros said, his voice deep, but with a hint of respect. "This isn’t good."

"Yes, that power is more than the human body can withstand," Tiamat added, her tone more serious. "This is something that... you’re not ready to control."

Strax looked at the destruction around him, feeling the weight of the failure. But something inside him wouldn’t accept it. Not yet. They might fail again, but eventually, he would master it. He had to master it. It was the only thing left.

"Let’s try again," he said, his voice cold and calculating. "This time, it’ll be different. Give me both... at the same time."

Evelyn looked at him with a surprised and skeptical expression. "Huh? What are you trying to do?"

Strax didn’t look away, his confidence unshakable. "Let’s take fresh blood, but this time, in large amounts. I’ll draw it directly from the source, from my wrist. The purity will be higher, and while I do that, I’ll concentrate my energy. Maybe the burst of strength I add will be enough to trigger the requirements and allow it to evolve."

Evelyn furrowed her brow, thoughtful. She knew the situation was becoming increasingly risky. But she also knew Strax would never stop trying. He had overcome many adversities, and she believed that with the right approach, they could achieve what they wanted. Plus, she herself felt the weight of curiosity, the desire to see just how far Strax’s limits could truly go.

"You’re aware this could be extremely dangerous, right?" Evelyn asked, already starting to prepare the necessary materials. "The amount of blood and the concentration of power could have unforeseen consequences. We can’t afford to fail again."

Strax gave a cold, determined smile. "I know. But without risk, there’s no progress. We’re not aiming for just any creation. We’re creating something that transcends the limits of what’s possible."

He extended his arm, allowing Evelyn to make the precise cut on his wrist. The blood flowed into the container, and without hesitation, Evelyn filled the syringes with the necessary amount. Strax mentally prepared himself, concentrating his energy around his essence, feeling every piece of his strength align. He knew he would need all of his energy—more than ever— to give the final push.

"Now, what we need to do is combine everything," Strax said, his voice calm but filled with power. "You’ll need to use my concentrated energy alongside my blood. We’ll pour it into the hearts at the same time, as if we’re injecting power directly into their veins."

Evelyn, with a focused look, aligned the syringes next to the table, preparing the artificial hearts. Strax felt the connection to the power within him begin to vibrate. It was as if his essence was about to be released, a primal force he barely understood, but knew he had to control.

"Ready to make history?" Evelyn asked with a crooked smile, a spark of excitement in her eyes.

"Let’s see," Strax replied, his tone confident and firm.

With a swift movement, Evelyn injected the first heart with a dose of Strax’s blood, and almost simultaneously, he channeled his energy, pouring his concentrated strength onto the second heart. The effect was immediate.

Strax’s blood, purer than ever, made contact with the structure of the hearts, and the energy from his essence spread rapidly. In the next instant, the entire room seemed to tremble with the intensity of the power released. The air distorted, and a golden, iridescent glow began to emanate from the hearts.

The two small dragons, Ouroboros and Tiamat, flew backward, startled by the intensity of the power being generated. Evelyn nearly lost her balance from the force of the magical impact but managed to steady herself, her eyes locked on the hearts, watching the process with bated breath.

The first heart began to pulse. Slowly, but steadily, as if it were coming to life. The second was not far behind. It expanded, its golden scales taking shape, as if an invisible force was organically sculpting the organ. Both hearts began to beat with an increasing rhythm, the energy draining from the room and concentrating ever more into the creations.

Strax watched in silence, his eyes glowing with a growing warmth as he observed the magic materializing before him. The energy he had channeled was taking form, and he finally saw what they had been aiming for: two dragon hearts, pulsing, alive, and imbued with immeasurable power.

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"It’s working..." Evelyn murmured, her voice filled with awe and excitement. "They... they’re really forming."

"I knew it would work," Strax said, his voice soft, but full of certainty. "It’s the combined power of my blood and essence. They have the power we need."

The hearts continued to pulse, their beats synchronized, a wave of power reverberating throughout the room. The magic flowed through the artificial bodies, enveloping them in golden energy, the scales becoming more defined, the glow intensifying. It was as if they had truly created something beyond the mere concept of an artificial organ.

Ouroboros and Tiamat approached, watching the hearts with focused and respectful gazes.

"Impressive," Ouroboros said, his tone deep. "You’ve truly created dragon hearts."

"Yes," Tiamat added, her piercing gaze fixed on the hearts. "With this power... these hearts have the potential for something much greater. You’ve truly touched the essence of a dragon."

Strax stepped forward, feeling the intensity of the magic still vibrating around him. He knew that with these hearts, they were closer to achieving what they wanted. They had taken the final step toward a creation that would transcend the limits of the possible.

"Now," Strax said, looking at the hearts with a triumphant expression, "it’s time to see what we can do with them."