In the damp and cold kitchen at 15 Minsk Street.

Klein dug out a newly bought large iron pot, filled it with clean water, and scrubbed it carefully several times.

Then he threw a few matches in and snapped his fingers.

Red flames rose up, and under his control, they quickly burned away the remaining water droplets without damaging the surface of the iron pot.

——This time, the potion formula did not contain pure water, so Klein was more careful than the previous two times, making sure not to add any additional auxiliary materials to avoid any major problems.

Although he could predict whether the potion was successfully prepared and would not endanger his life, the result would be that the potion would be scrapped. It would be very difficult to extract the extraordinary properties from it, just like removing the mental pollution of a person out of control. It required corresponding techniques, methods or rituals, and Klein could not gather the second batch of materials in a short time.

After completing the preparations and taking a look at the neatly arranged boxes, Klein took a breath and recalled the potion formula one last time:

"Faceless Man: Main ingredients: the mutated pituitary gland of the Thousand-Faced Hunter's brain, the characteristics of the human skin shadow, auxiliary ingredients: 80 ml of the Thousand-Faced Hunter's blood, 5 drops of black mandrake juice, 10 grams of dragon tooth grass powder, and 3 strands of deep sea naga's hair."

He first picked up the paper box from the vampire Emlyn White, opened it, and took out the glass bottle containing 100 ml of Thousand Faces Hunter's blood.

Glancing at the scale line, Klein unscrewed the lid and steadily poured the viscous liquid, which changed color at any time due to changes in light, into the iron pot.

Because it was an auxiliary material, he did not pursue too much precision and did not use chemical experimental instruments for separation and titration.

The blood of the Thousand Faced Hunter was like thin honey, slowly filling the bottom of the iron pot. When Klein felt it was enough, he stopped tilting it and let the liquid flow back.

There are about 20 milliliters left. My spiritual intuition is quite accurate... Klein withdrew his gaze from the scale line on the glass bottle and solemnly tightened the lid. These 20 milliliters of the Thousand-Faced Hunter's blood can be used to make magical items, extraordinary weapons, extraordinary scrolls, or to outline symbolic symbols in certain ritual magic. It is still very precious.

After placing the glass bottle back into the cotton-filled paper box, Klein added black datura juice and dragon's tooth grass powder in order, and saw bubbles bubbling up in the iron pot.

Without pausing, he picked up three dark blue hairs that were like small snakes with his black-gloved right palm and placed them steadily on the surface of the **.

Sizzle!

A light mist rose from the iron pot, and the color of the water turned dark blue.

It has such a strange effect even before the main ingredients are added... It is worthy of being a Sequence 6 potion... Klein reached out and grabbed the silver-white and gray tin box given by the vampire Emlyn White.

With a snap, Klein opened the lid of the box, revealing something that looked like a shelled walnut.

He did not touch the mutated pituitary gland in the Thousand-Faced Hunter's brain directly with his hands, but placed the tin box directly on top of the iron pot and turned it over.

A yellow-brown object with brain-like bumps and depressions fell down and collided with the dark blue **.

At this moment, there were no splashes of water, and the pituitary gland, which was constantly changing its shape, melted silently.

The gray and yellow-brown colors quickly merged with the dark blue, and the bubbles that rose up suddenly became larger and more numerous.

At this point, Klein was already a little nervous, but he still controlled himself well. He picked up the last box and poured the huge diamond-like human skin shadow inside into the iron pot.

All of a sudden, all the water mist converged, and even the light from the gas wall lamp showed signs of being attracted and swallowed up, becoming much dimmer.

When everything returned to normal, Klein could see clearly what the final potion looked like.

It is black and green all over, and from time to time, a bubble the size of an eye slowly emerges, as if it has its own life, and it burps every few seconds.

When the bubbles reach the surface, they will burst immediately, reflecting light and various colors in the process.

These colors together form faces of different shapes, and the facial features seem to be randomly combined.

Klein picked up the iron pot with one hand and poured the liquid inside into the prepared glass bottle. Due to the characteristics of the potion, there was no residue left.

After using divination to confirm that the degree of danger was acceptable, meaning that the potion was successfully prepared, Klein took the bottle of "Faceless Man" and walked steadily back to the second floor and entered the bedroom with the curtains already drawn.

After locking the door, he sat on the edge of the bed and used meditation to calm his slightly excited and anxious mood.

After sitting upright for more than ten seconds, Klein unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his right hand, and suddenly poured all the potion inside into his mouth.

A slight tingling sensation spread throughout his mouth and esophagus, eventually turning into a numbness that made him lose all sense.

Klein's spirit seemed to be pulled out of his body. He watched from the perspective of a bystander as his mouth, nose, ears, eyes, and entire face melted!

In just two or three seconds, his face and head turned into white wax that had been burned by fire. His body also had similar abnormalities, and his bones and skin seemed to be dissolving in the blood.

No, we can't let this situation develop! Klein knew that if he couldn't control himself, he would be on the verge of losing control at any time.

As a "bystander", he tried hard to bring his thoughts back to his body, tried hard to visualize the image of layers of superimposed light balls, and tried hard to maintain a meditative state.

After brief but repeated attempts, he finally felt his body again, and tried his best to control every tiny part in order to stand firm on the final bottom line.

Melting and dissolving came again and again. Klein didn't know how long he had held on. Finally, he waited for it to end and regained the feeling that his body belonged to him.

At this moment, he knew that he had finally passed that threshold, entered Sequence 6, and became the "Faceless Man"!

Klein didn't sweat, but he felt extremely tired. He barely stood up and walked to the full-length mirror, trying to observe what he looked like now.

Under the light of the gas fireplace, he took two steps back suddenly, making the ground clatter with his feet.

The scene in the mirror was extremely horrifying!

Klein saw that his face and exposed skin were covered with dense, light-colored granulations. This would make any normal creature feel numb all over and subconsciously resist just by looking at it. The more timid ones might even lose their minds.

I know how to act, and I have completely digested the "Magician" potion. It is quite difficult for me to advance to Sequence 6. I am only two or three steps away from losing control. I don't know how much risk those Beyonders who have accumulated time and are barely qualified to take the corresponding potion will bear. The probability of failure is definitely not low... No wonder Sequence 7 is more common in major churches, serving as relatively grassroots captains and bishops, and when it comes to Sequence 6, the number of people begins to decline sharply... Klein closed his eyes and stepped back to sit on the chair.

He used the method of "meditation" to restrain his overflowing spirituality and recover from fatigue.

After about ten minutes, all the disgusting granulations on his body disappeared and merged into his flesh and blood.

Huh, Klein exhaled and walked back to the full-length mirror, looking at himself with a beard.

Suddenly, the beards began to wriggle, and the flesh and skin began to change strangely, like half-dissolved wax.

In just a second or two, Klein returned to his previous appearance: black hair, brown eyes, ordinary features, a clean face, deep contours, and a slightly thin body.

He stared at his past self quietly, stretched out his right hand and pressed it on his face.

With a light touch, Klein's face changed again. His nose was high, his lips were very thin, and he looked handsome with a hint of delicateness. There was an undisguised pride between his eyebrows. It was the vampire Emlyn White.

A little short... He laughed at himself.

At this moment, his bones and ligaments made snapping sounds, and he suddenly grew taller. From his appearance, he was no different from Emlyn White.

I found that I could accurately recall the appearance and temperament of every person I knew, and grasp their unique scent... Klein's pores moved, his body changed accordingly, and his smell changed accordingly.

He once again looked into the full-length mirror, letting his hairline slowly recede and the color of his eyes turn into a deep gray.

Silently, Dunn Smith seemed to come back to life, staring at the team member in front of him who was always reporting abnormalities.

After exhaling slowly, Klein returned to his original appearance, but the corners of his mouth were still curled up.

He thought for a moment, took a few steps back, glanced at the Ladies' Aesthetic magazine he had bought to see fashionable beauties, and noted the appearance of the actress on the cover.

Then he returned to the full-length mirror and wiped his face with his right hand.

When he looked in the mirror again, he saw a young girl with shoulder-length black hair, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and exquisite features.

Could it really work... Klein looked down at his chest and found that there was no bulge at all.

He tried his best to control his body, moving fat and some flesh, and barely made a pair of aces.

As for the difference in his lower body, he was completely helpless.

In other words, it’s just a superficial change, not involving the essence… Also, I can only grow taller or shorter by 10 centimeters at the moment, and it’s difficult to exceed this range… Also, there’s a limit to how big or small the head can grow, and I can’t simulate a half-giant head like Father Utravsky’s… Also, I can only observe the target’s appearance and temperament characteristics instantly, and I can’t know what he’s doing accordingly. When I meet an “audience” like Miss Justice, it’s easy to be exposed… Haha, in the “clown” stage, it was the “clown” that restrained the “audience”, but in the “faceless man” stage, I was restrained by the “audience” instead. Interesting…

Thinking of this, Klein stopped changing and returned to the image of Sherlock Moriarty.

Divination, fighting, and the magician's extraordinary abilities have all been enhanced, but the exact extent of the improvement must be confirmed through practice. I will take some time to go to the Krag Club tomorrow... Klein took a final look and went downstairs to clean up the mess.

After finishing his work, he quickly washed up and got into bed.

Lying there, looking at the crimson moonlight coming in through the window, he felt a little more confident and gradually became calm and peaceful.

After a few minutes, Klein slowly closed his eyes, smiled, and said to himself:

"Good night, faceless man."

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