Chapter 152: Promotion to "Witch"
Sequence 7, Witch.
The main ingredients of the potion are the eggs of the agate peacock and all the blood of the black abyss magic fish.
The auxiliary materials are 80 ml of pure water, 5 drops of golden mandala juice, 3 scales of shadow lizard, and 10 drops of daffodil juice.
In the dim basement, Angel took out the peacock egg that looked like a colorful agate stone from the box and placed it next to the crucible.
Then he checked the blood of the Black Abyss Demon Fish in the transparent cup again.
The shadow lizard scales were also complete, so she bought an extra one just to be on the safe side.
Pure water and plant juice are ready.
Taking a deep breath, Angel began to prepare the potion.
This time, when she was preparing the potion in her own basement, her mentality was much better than when she was promoted to Instigator.
But thinking back to the fact that he was reborn in the body of the dead Cole Granger, also in this basement, and that the latter died because he lost control after taking the "witch" potion, he felt that it was a bit unlucky to be promoted here.
Shaking his head to dispel the strange thoughts in his mind, Angel collected 80 ml of pure water in a measuring cup and poured it into the clean crucible.
Followed by 5 drops of golden mandala juice, 10 drops of daffodil juice, and finally throw 3 shadow lizard scales slightly larger than a fingernail into the yellow-green water.
The water in the pot was motionless. Through the mixture of plant juice and pure water, you could see scales sinking to the bottom of the pot, with a few bubbles floating around them. These were caused by the air being discharged from inside the scales.
Before the main ingredients of the potion are added, these auxiliary materials will not undergo any mystical changes.
"Next is the egg of the agate peacock."
Angel muttered to herself, trying to calm down the tension in her heart. She took the peacock egg, which was worth more than 500 pounds, and slowly lowered it into the water from the edge of the pot.
As the main ingredients of the potion entered the crucible, the water in the pot seemed to be rapidly heated by an invisible flame and boiled. The red, green, orange and other colors on the eggshells peeled off and dissolved into the water, turning the entire pot of liquid into a colorful boiling soup.
Not daring to delay any longer, she took the glass beside her and poured the ink-black blood inside into the crucible.
The blood of the Black Abyss Demon Fish solidified into a semi-solid substance like asphalt after leaving its body. As she poured it out, the entire piece of "asphalt" covered the faded agate peacock egg by itself, and then dissolved into the water formed by the auxiliary materials, turning the crucible into a mass of cold liquid.
The liquid was purple, just like her eyes.
It’s the same potion that Cole prepared in his memory... Is this correct or incorrect?
The only reference person first successfully turned into a female, but then lost control and died, which made her doubt whether the potion was successfully prepared.
But after hesitating for a moment, she decided to take the potion.
Pouring the potion from the crucible into another clean cup, she looked at the potion slowly spinning in the cup, feeling the chill seeping through the cup wall and soaking into her fingertips. She took a deep breath, raised the cup, and drank the "witch" potion in one gulp.
The cold liquid entered the throat like a mass of inseparable mucus, passed through the esophagus and reached the stomach. Then the coldness turned into warmth, burning, and boiling, spreading from the upper abdomen to all parts of the body.
Maybe I can turn back into a man?
As the burning sensation brought by the potion quickly spread throughout his body, Angel felt a glimmer of hope. Perhaps if a woman drank the "witch" potion, she would become a man again due to the gender-changing effect?
"boom--"
A violent roaring sound came from her head, followed by an indistinguishable female muttering, which surrounded her like a three-dimensional sound, sometimes louder and sometimes softer. The crucible, tables and chairs, and damp basement walls in her eyes gradually blurred and disappeared.
How come this is similar to the last time I was promoted to "Instigator"? Could it be...
As soon as this thought came into his mind, Angel felt his body lighten, his perspective rose, and he left his body again, floating next to the ceiling of the basement.
Looking down, I saw myself, wearing a black dress, falling off the chair and lying on my side beside the table, with my long light golden hair disheveled, my limbs slowly shrinking, my back hunched over, and I curled up into a ball.
Then, strange yet familiar scenes surrounded her.
He was covered in blood, his eyeballs bulging, lying on the cold ground in the basement. Beside him were two human figures whose faces were unclear, whispering something to each other...
Above him was a shattered starry sky, a dying sun; beneath his feet was the cracked earth, a boiling, evaporating ocean; before him was a city reduced to ruins...
Looking down from the sky, on the turbulent sea, there is an island shrouded in mist, and inside, a city with a completely different style from Tingen can be vaguely seen...
The rustling mumbling gradually disappeared, and her vision went dark. When she opened her eyes again, she saw the still rolling wooden cup in front of her.
It was like this again... Strange scenes, mutterings everywhere. Fortunately, she didn't get the situation of being on the verge of losing control when she was promoted to "Instigator"... The next second after this thought flashed through Angel's mind, she felt a sharp pain all over her body. She felt the bones in her limbs creaking, her muscles repeatedly tensed and relaxed, and her skin seemed to be burned by acid.
Is this... the potion transforming the body?
She gritted her teeth and endured it, continuing to curl up her limbs, as if this could relieve some of the pain.
It seemed like a few seconds had passed, but also like a whole night had passed. The pain all over my body slowly subsided, and everything returned to calm.
Angel's dress was completely soaked, and her exposed skin was covered with beads of sweat. There was even a pool of sweat on the ground where she was lying.
She groped her way to her feet from the table, took a deep breath, letting the damp air from the basement enter her lungs, and only then did she feel like she was still alive.
Controlling black flames, summoning frost, divination with a magic mirror, using a magic wand as a substitute... the various spells and knowledge that emerged in her mind proved that she had successfully been promoted to a Sequence 7 "Witch".
And nothing got out of control like "last time" when I took the witches' potion!
Angel picked up the chair that had fallen to the ground and sat down. He closed his eyes, quickly emptied his mind, and entered into his first meditation after his promotion, gradually gathering his scattered spirituality.
After a moment, she opened her eyes again, and the first thing she did was touch her chest, then she sighed.
The bad news is it hasn't gotten smaller, the good news is it hasn't gotten bigger.
It seems that the subsequent potion of "Instigator" is called "Witch" for a reason. Even if the body is female, after drinking the potion and successfully ascending, it will still be female, rather than simply "changing gender"...
Indeed, if a woman could transform into a male Sequence 7 through the potion, then the potion would have been renamed long ago, and it would be impossible for the "Witch Sect" to have no male leaders at all.
Although she didn't hold much hope in the first place, she still felt a little regretful when the time came.
"Look at it from a bright side. At least I don't have to get a fake ID again. If I change back to Cole Granger's appearance, I'll have to flee to another city with a wanted warrant..."
Muttering to himself to comfort himself, Angel stood up shakily and walked up the stairs, taking deep and shallow steps, back to the study on the first floor. The sun had already set near the horizon, and the sky on the other side gradually turned from indigo to black. The night enveloped the streets, and the starry sky gradually revealed its true appearance.
Gazing at the familiar sky and streets, she recalled the apocalyptic scene she had seen when she was promoted. Was it the residual mental influence of the potion? Or was it a guide to the direction of her future role as a "witch"?
Watching the dim sunlight outside the window being replaced by the crimson moonlight, Angel sighed, cleared the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and looked down at his raised right hand. In the dim light, the arm of this "witch" seemed even whiter and softer.
"Bang——"
A ball of flame emerged from the palm of his hand, as if absorbing the surrounding light, appearing dark and eerie.
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