Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 259 Promotion failed?

That night, Angel made all preparations for promotion at home.

The Fenebaud flies were ground into powder by her own hands and put into special test tubes. The juice of the black datura flowers was squeezed out, filtered and bottled. The mummy ashes bought from the pharmacist Darkwill were also weighed. Accurate, keep it aside.

She had a delicious dinner, which solved most of the cravings that had been enhanced by carrying the "Ring of Madness" for a long time. She put all the magical items and charms in her body, including the "Magic Pocket Watch", in the bedroom on the second floor away from the basement. Although according to experience, carrying magical items will not affect promotion, Sequence 6 is a stage that neither she nor Cole Granger has experienced, and everything must be done as safely as possible.

The crimson moon that was still full a few days ago also revealed a chip, which would not affect the spirituality of the extraordinary.

Taking one last look at the scenery outside the window, Angel took all the potion ingredients to the basement and placed them one by one on the alchemy table.

Finally, she did not forget to do a simple divination with the pendulum to confirm whether there was any danger in her promotion tonight.

Although the pendulum method is not a divination method that "witches" are good at, it is often more accurate than a magic mirror for such "yes or no" questions. The slowly turning clockwise citrine tells Angel that tonight's promotion will be in danger. , but not big.

This is in line with the rules of promotion by taking magic potions. Even if it is foolproof, promotion itself has certain risks, but I have completely digested the previous sequence, and these risks are acceptable.

Pour the black datura juice, Fenebote fly powder and mummy ashes into the crucible filled with pure water one by one. Angel opens the box containing the eyes of the succubus, and first removes the curled-up spider silk inside. He took out all the hair of the banshee, felt the silky feel of them in his hands, and then put all the hair into the crucible.

After this group of hair, which was larger than the volume of the crucible, came into contact with the solution that had turned into gray-black, it immediately melted into it and disappeared. However, the entire pot of solution did not increase at all. For a moment, Angel thought that the hair had just been put into it. The movement is an illusion of its own.

"The last two main materials..."

She put two succubus eyes, which were about the same size as human eyes, into the water and watched them float, gradually dyeing the gray-black solution red.

Opening another small iron box, she put the adult widow spider's silk gland, a black-purple heart-shaped pouch, into the crucible. The floating silk gland collided with the two eyeballs and slowly sank into the red solution. , making it more red, like blood.

The liquid in the crucible rotated on its own, with a depression in the middle and bulges all around, like a whirlpool in the sea, attracting Angel's attention.

Such a strange sight made her do another temporary divination and confirmed that what she saw in front of her was the correctly configured "Pleasure Witch" potion.

Angel transferred the potion in the pot to the cup, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

As soon as the potion entered her throat, it burned all the way from her esophagus to her stomach, making her whole body feel hot. Her limbs and torso seemed to be burned by flames, and her skin raised transparent blisters that slowly disappeared into her body.

Strands of pale golden silk threads stretched out from behind Angel, fell to the ground, and gradually piled up. She took a closer look and realized that they were her own hair. They were growing and lengthening rapidly, and soon filled the ground under her feet. Gathered around them under the constraints of spiritual walls.

Hair grows rapidly...could this be a sign of loss of control?

Angel immediately recalled the classics he had read inside the Nighthawks. One of the signs of loss of control was the rapid growth of hair and nails.

But apart from her body being a little hot and the pain from the blisters on her skin, she didn't seem to feel like she was on the verge of losing control after taking the magic potion several times before.

When he was looking at the long hair on the ground with his eyes wide open, the scene in front of Angel suddenly disappeared, leaving only a piece of blood pouring out of the void. They were like the light of the full moon, and they were like the weird glow when the blood moon appeared. red.

Suddenly, Angel's spirituality, which had gradually stabilized after taking the potion, began to boil like boiling water, and the body that contained these spiritualities also began to boil as if it had been thrown into boiling water!

"what--"

Angel let out a scream and fell into her long golden hair that covered the ground. She stretched out a hand to support the ground, and found that in addition to the previous blisters, the exposed skin had a few red irregular lines. ...No, those are not lines, they are cracks. Her skin is cracking!
Struggling to break through the wall of spirituality, Angel stumbled down the stairs and climbed out of the basement, tripped over his own hair, and fell to the cold floor of the living room.

She raised her upper body with difficulty, and her eyes happened to be facing the bay window next to the door, and the full blood moon outside the window.

"Why... isn't it already the full moon..."

As soon as a trace of doubt arose in her mind, she was filled with pain that was about to boil her whole body.

"Magic mirror stand-in...magic wand...pocket watch..." Life-saving items and the extraordinary ability to get out of trouble emerged in her mind during the intervals of pain, but these magical items and spell-casting materials were carefully put aside by her. The building was now out of reach.

By the way, the bathroom also has a dressing mirror, a magic mirror stand-in...

Angel tried to gather the spirituality in her body and made a final struggle through the substitute, but the boiling spirituality was not controlled by the brain at all. Not to mention the expensive magic mirror substitute, she could not even ignite a pinch of spiritual flame now.

At this point, even if a magic mirror or a magic wand were put into her hands, she would not have enough spirituality to use them...

But even so, she still subconsciously crawled towards the second floor, leading to various equipment and items. The hair that was longer than her height that she had dragged behind her now became the biggest obstacle, binding her up. Her hands and feet made it difficult for her to move.

Before he could climb out two steps, Angel gave up struggling. His limbs were limp and he fell to the ground, twitching in waves. The only thing he carried, a citrine pendant for divination, rolled to the side.

"Night...Goddess...Crimson...Lord..."

In the hazy state, she recited the name of the goddess, but the endless severe pain and twitching limbs caused her to interrupt her prayers several times, and in the end she was unable to recite the prayers completely.

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15 Minsk Street, Jorwood District.

"Ah-"

Klein Moretti covered his mouth and nose with a tissue, sneezed, then wiped out the snot from his nose with a tissue, rolled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash basket nearby. There were already seven or eight balls in the basket. The paper towels almost covered the garbage underneath.

Last night, he, Sharon, and Maric set up an ambush at the abandoned West Balam Shipyard, and jointly defeated the Beyonders of the Rose School who were chasing two defectors.

After that, Klein received his share of rewards, a copy of the extraordinary characteristics of a "werewolf", a "Book of Secrets" recording occult knowledge, and a magical item, a biological toxin bottle.

And his current cold symptoms are derived from the latter's biotoxin. Even if the toxin is not released by unscrewing the bottle cap, carrying it will make people gradually weak and eventually sick.He just hid in the Lever Church in the West End with this magical item for half an hour to avoid being hunted by the "Machine Heart", plus the time it took to get home, it turned out like this.

"Maybe I should drink a glass of water and go to bed early. The cold will be cured tomorrow. Hey, don't ask. Just drink more hot water."

He laughed at himself, stood up from the sofa, and prepared to wash up and go to bed.

At this moment, through the gap in the partially closed curtains, a more concentrated moonlight than before shone into the living room, almost covering up the gas light in the room and covering all the furniture with a layer of crimson gauze.

Klein curiously came to the oriel window, opened the curtains and looked at the sky, and found that the crimson moon that was missing a corner before had become bright red again and became full.

"Another sudden blood moon? This is already the second time this month. The last blood moon when I was promoted was only two weeks old..."

Talking to himself and closing the curtains, Klein sighed, went upstairs to the bedroom, closed the doors and windows, and prepared to enter the gray fog space.

During the blood moon, Miss Magician is likely to need help. It seems that she will have to be busy for a while. Fortunately, according to experience, this sudden blood moon will not last too long.

Sure enough, as soon as he was ready, Klein heard illusory prayers echoing in his ears.

He was about to take four steps backward towards the gray mist when another voice came into his ears, also chanting the honorable name of "The Fool", but the tone was extremely familiar.

His heart tightened, and without thinking about it, Klein quickly walked four steps counterclockwise, chanted names such as Blessings Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, and let his spirit body enter the gray mist and enter the magnificent palace.

In the endless starry sky in the distance, two illusory stars are constantly expanding and contracting. One belongs to the "magician" lady who has just joined the Tarot Society, and the other...

In the void where he had stared countless times, surrounded by other stars, another star was relit. It belonged to Miss "Queen", Angel Granger.

(End of this chapter)