Chapter 475: You've Lost, Just Finish It Yourself!

"You've lost, just finish it yourself!" Maximus Woolf growled, his eyes nearly shooting flames. Yet, beneath his rage, there was a tinge of fear. Bone-Softening Powder! A nasty concoction, not too toxic, colorless, and tasteless, but it could throw off anyone's spiritual energy, making it hard to control. This was especially devastating for alchemists, as the precision required for crafting pills demanded an exacting command over one's spiritual energy. "Damn it!" Maximus muttered, confused. "When...