Poison

In the alchemy room of the golden castle, Abel was wearing armour of beast skin from head to toe. Not a single patch of his own skin was exposed.

His mouth and nose were covered with a replicated mask from his past life, and his eyes were shielded by a transparent crystal.

The day had finally come where he combined the life poison he got from those sea bees. 

On the corner of the room, a bull had already collapsed, and its body began to mangle.

Only a drop of life poison had been injected into the bull, and the combining process had only started.

If enough life poison was injected, even a god rank would be poisoned.

So Abel immediately knew he had to put on his protection.

Afterward, Abel carefully distributed the life poison into 100 bottles of dark world crystal glass. Only a crystal glass of this strength could stop him from worrying.