"Brother Abel, your potion is effective on dragons?" Gold dragon Kemble was stunned.
How could he not be? The dragons were born superior when it came to power and lifespan.
However, this also meant they would take much longer to recover when badly injured.
It was also because of this, normal potions would be ineffective on them unless they were extremely weak.
After all, most dragons who died were because of physical injuries.
"Brother Kemble, the dragons never tried my potions?' Abel was caught off guard for a moment.
"No, because most healing potions are useless to us dragons!" Gold Dragon Kemble shook his head.
"Bother, I'm a grandmaster Alchemist, my potions are different!" Abel explained.
Of course, he wasn't going to say his potions were from the Dark World, so his Grandmaster identity was a perfect cover-up.
