Lord of the Mysteries

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15 Minsk Street, in a damp, cold kitchen.

Klein turned to find a new big iron pot, poured it into water, and brushed it carefully several times.

Then he threw a few matches into it and slammed his finger.

The red flame swelled, and under his control, the remaining water droplets were quickly dried without hurting the surface of the iron pot.

- This time there is no pure water in the potion formula, so Kline is more careful than the previous two, so as not to add extra help, so as to avoid big problems.

Although the potion modulation is successful or not, he can divination and not harm his life, but the result is that the potion is scrapped, and it is quite difficult to refine the extraordinary characteristics inside, just like removing the loser. Like mental pollution, there must be corresponding skills, methods, or rituals, and Klein can't get the second material in a short time.

After finishing the preparation and looking at the boxes that were neatly arranged, Klein took a breath and finally thought about the potion recipe:

"No Face: The main material, the pituitary of the brain of the Thousand Face Hunter, the characteristics of the human skin shadow, the auxiliary materials, the blood of the Thousand Face Hunter 80 ml, the black Mandala juice 5 drops, the Dragon Grass Powder 10 grams, 3 deep hair Naga's hair."

He first picked up the carton from the vampire Emlin White, opened it, and took out the glass bottle containing 100 ml of the face of the hunter.

Aiming at the eye tick, Klein unscrewed the lid, and the wrist slowly poured into the iron pot a viscous liquid that changed its color at any time due to changes in light.

Because it is an auxiliary material, he did not pursue precision too much, and did not use chemical experiments to dispense and titrate.

Thousands of hunters' blood seemed to be thin honey, slowly filling the bottom of the iron pot. After Klein felt it was almost the same, stop tilting and let the liquid flow back.

With almost 20 ml left, the spiritual intuition is quite accurate... Klein took his eyes off the glass line and solemnly tightened the lid - the blood of the 20 ml thousand-faced hunter can be used to make magical items. Extraordinary weapons, extraordinary scrolls, or responsible for sketching symbols in certain ritual magic are still very precious.

After putting the glass bottles back in the cotton-filled carton, Klein added black mandala juice and dragon tooth grass powder in sequence, and saw the liquid cockroaches in the iron pot bubbling up.

Without stopping, he picked up three dark blue hairs like snakes with the right palm of the black gloves and placed them firmly on the liquid surface.

Nourish!

There was a faint mist of water in the wok, and the color of the liquid became dark blue.

This singular effect has not been added to the main material... It is the potion of the sequence 6. Klein reached out and grabbed the silver-white ash tin box presented by the vampire Emlin White.

With a bang, Klein opened the lid and let the pecan-like items appear inside.

He did not directly touch the vertebral body of the thousands of hunters, and placed the tin box directly above the iron pot and dumped it over.

Yellow-brown objects with raised lines and depressions of the brain fell and collided with the deep blue liquid.

At this moment, there is no splash of water, and the pits that are constantly changing shape melt silently.

The gray, yellow and brown colors quickly merge with the dark blue, and the bubbles that pop up are getting bigger and bigger.

At this point, Klein was already nervous, but still managed to control himself, picking up the last box and turning the huge diamond-like shadow of the inside into the iron pot.

Between Horan, all the water mists converge, and even the light of the gas wall lamp has been attracted and swallowed, and it has faded a lot.

When everything was back to normal, Klein could see what the final shaped potion looks like.

It is all black and green, and from time to time slowly pops out an eye-sized bubble, just like it has its own life, it will be beaten every few seconds.

When the bubbles reach the surface, they will immediately rupture, and in the process, they will shine and reflect various colors.

These colors are jointly sketched into different faces, and the five senses seem to be randomly combined.

Klein took the iron pot with one hand and dumped the liquid into a pre-prepared glass bottle. There was no residue due to the characteristics of the potion.

Using divination to confirm the degree of harm is acceptable, that is, after the potion is successfully deployed, Klein took the bottle of "no face" and steadily returned to the second floor and entered the bedroom that had already been curtained.

Anti-locking the door of the house, he sat down to the edge of the bed, and with meditation, he calmed down the feeling of a little excitement and anxiety.

After sitting for ten seconds, Klein unscrewed the cap and raised his right hand, slamming all the potions inside into the mouth.

The feeling of a slight tingling echoed in his mouth and esophagus, and eventually fermented into paralysis that made people lose their senses.

Klein's spirit seemed to be drawn from his own body. He saw his mouth melt in a bystander's gesture, his nose was melting, his ears were melting, his eyes were melting, and his entire face was melting!

In just two or three seconds, his face, his head, became a white wax that was roasted by fire. His body also had similar abnormalities. The bones and skin seemed to be dissolved by blood.

No, you can't let this situation develop! Klein knows that if he is not well controlled, he will be on the verge of losing control.

"Onlookers" he tried to get his thoughts back to his body, trying to see the image of layers of light **** superimposed, trying to maintain the state of meditation.

After a short but repeated attempt, he finally felt his body and tried his best to control the tiny parts to stabilize the final bottom line.

Melting and dissolving came again and again. Klein didn't know how long it took to support it. He finally waited until the end and regained the feeling that his body belonged to him.

At this moment, he knew that he had finally passed the threshold and entered the sequence 6 and became a "no face"!

Klein didn't sweat, but his spirit was extremely exhausted. He barely stood up and walked toward the full-length mirror, trying to observe what he was.

Under the illumination of the gas fireplace, he jerked back two steps and slammed the ground.

The scene in the mirror is unusual!

Klein saw his face and bare skin covered with dense pale granules, which would make all normal creatures only witness, numb the whole body, subconsciously resisting, timid, and even irrational.

Knowing how to play the law, I have thoroughly digested the "Magic" potion. I have been very difficult to promote the sequence 6. There are only two or three steps away from the control. Those who rely on time to accumulate and are qualified to take the corresponding potions will not know. How much risk to bear, the probability of failure is certainly not low... No wonder the internal sequence 7 of the churches is more common, serving as the captain and bishop of the relative grassroots, and by the sequence 6, the number of people began to plummet... Klein closed his eyes. , step back and sit on the chair.

With the help of "meditation," he converges on the overflowing spirituality and returns to exhaustion.

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

Huh, Klein breathed a sigh of relief and walked back to the full-length mirror, looking at himself with a beard.

Suddenly, the beards began to wriggle, and the flesh and blood and the skin were like semi-dissolved wax blocks, and strange changes occurred.

That is, a couple of seconds, Klein changed back to the previous look: black hair brown, ordinary facial features, clean face, deep outline, slightly thin body.

He quietly stared at the past, extended his right hand and pressed his face.

With a touch, Klein's face changed again, his nose was high, his lips were very thin, his handsomeness was a little delicate, and there was a hidden pride in his eyebrows, which was the vampire Emlin White.

Short... He laughed at himself.

At this time, his body's bones and ligaments squeaked, and the whole person slammed high. From the appearance point of view, there is no difference with Emlin White.

I found that I can accurately recall the shape and temperament of everyone I know, and grasp their unique smell... Klein's pores are creeping, and the body changes accordingly.

He once again looked at the full-length mirror, letting the hairline slowly recede, turning the color of the eyelid into a faint gray.

Silently, Dunn Smith seems to be alive again, watching the players who always report anomalies.

Slowly vomiting, Klein turned back to the original look, but the corner of his mouth is still up.

He thought a little, took a few steps back, and looked at the "Ms. Aesthetics" magazine bought by the fashion beauty, and recorded the appearance of the drama actor on the cover.

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

When he looks at the mirror again, it is already a young girl with a black hair over her shoulders, a delicate eyebrow and a delicate facial features.

Really... Klein looked down at the chest and found that there was no bulge.

He tried to control his body, move fat and some flesh and blood, and barely made a pair of A.

And the difference in the lower body, he is completely powerless.

That is to say, it is only the change of the surface, it does not involve the essence... Also, I can only pull up and become 10 cm shorter. It is difficult to do it beyond this range... Also, the head is enlarged and reduced. Father Uttraski, the half-giant head, I can't simulate it... and I can only observe the appearance and temperament of the target in an instant, I can't know his corresponding things, and I met Miss Justice. "The audience" is easy to expose... Hehe, in the "clown" stage, the "clown" restrains the "audience", to the "no face" stage, but some are restrained by the "audience", interesting...

Thinking of this, Klein no longer changes, returning to the image of Sherlock Moriatti.

Divination, fighting, and the magician's extraordinary ability have all been enhanced, but how much has been improved, must be confirmed through practice, take time to go to the Cragg club tomorrow... Kline finally looked at it and went downstairs to pick up the mess.

After finishing the hand, he quickly washed and got into the bed.

Lying there, looking at the blushing moonlight that penetrated the window, he gradually settled down with a little enthusiasm.

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

"Good night, no face."

PS: Sequence 6, ask for a monthly ticket~