The tenth day of the last bud month (i.e., August) and the twenty-seventh day of the month is the end of the harvest - marking the end of the year.

The Molotov cocktail on the alchemy table was bubbling with black, viscous bubbles, and each burst of the bubbles emitted a rotten, musty smell.

Eric in a white lab coat was fiddling with something by the alchemy table, and the two vampires hanging not far behind him were completely inhuman.

One of the vampires' chests was cut open, revealing all the organs inside, and he could see his beating heart when he looked down.

The other vampire was covered in scars, knife wounds, burns, corrosive wounds, frostbite, and some wounds that were hard to see.

Vampires also have to eat, so after being imprisoned for a long time, their physical functions are already at a very weak level, but the talent for rapid healing of wounds makes it impossible for them to die.

Eric is preparing the "Wisdom Elixir", if any other wizard knows that he can configure this potion, I'm afraid that he will have to grab the head breaker, or let Eric help him make a bottle.

Because the "wisdom potion" is used by first-order wizards when they are promoted to the second order.

This potion allows the wizard to make full use of every bit of mental power when attacking the ranks.

Many wizards will consume a lot of unnecessary mental power when they are promoted, resulting in a situation where the successor is weak.

As the number of failed promotions increases, wizards will lose hope of promotion, or even if they succeed, it is basically impossible to go to the next level in the future.

Therefore, every wizard will be fully prepared before being promoted.

When the liquid in the Molotov cocktail stopped bubbling, Eric stopped what he was doing.

Looking at the successfully configured "wisdom potion", Eric got goosebumps on his body when he thought about to drink it immediately.

Not only did the rotten smell from the "wisdom potion" become stronger, but the black viscous liquid inside also became very strange, looking like a pile of leeches moving.

"I hope it doesn't taste too bad!" Eric picked up the "wisdom potion" and left the basement, and the two vampires who were hanging said in a weak voice after seeing Eric leave, "Devil!

Back in the house, Eric took a shower and then took a nap before he began to prepare to attack the second-order wizard.

Eric, who had adjusted his body to the best condition, closed his eyes and poured the "wisdom potion" in the Molotov cocktail into his mouth.

Immediately after, a disgusting slippery sensation came from Eric's tongue, and then his mouth felt numb everywhere as if it were crawling with countless small leeches.

Suddenly, an indescribable stench erupted from Eric's mouth, and the stench reminded Eric of what Bei Ye had said was like a prawn that had been left out for weeks, with only the shell and rotting entrails remaining.

If Eric hadn't hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, this "wisdom potion" that had consumed a lot of precious materials would have been spit out of his mouth on the spot.

"Goo!", Eric finally swallowed the "wisdom potion", and the time spent taking the potion made Eric feel like 10,000 years had passed.

Fortunately, the moment the "wisdom potion" was swallowed, all the discomfort disappeared.

Eric felt a soft energy begin to take over his body, and he began to close his eyes and meditate, as if he had returned to his mother's belly.

The various energies of the world appeared around Eric again, and all kinds of energies were intertwined, more beautiful than a rainbow.

Eric chose the familiar black energy to absorb, and when his spiritual power "broke out of the cocoon" and began to tear and devour the black energy with his teeth and claws, he finally understood the important surname of "wisdom potion".

At this time, Eric couldn't completely control his mental power at all, and when the uncontrolled mental power was about to be wasted, these spiritual powers were immediately wrapped in that soft energy.

Gradually, Eric's spiritual power and his soul became intertwined and influenced each other.

While everything was in order, suddenly, a myriad of spirits and ghosts appeared around Eric's soul, and they also wanted to wrap around the soul.

Among these resentful spirits and ghosts, Eric saw many people who had died at his hands, and he suddenly felt a wave of irritability in his heart for no reason, and he had a ** that wanted to devour them.

These spirits and spirits seem to be delicious food, and the tantalizing aroma constantly stimulates Eric's nerves.

At this time, Eric found that his soul was ready to accept these spirits and ghosts, and he was so frightened that he quickly fought against this temptation, and he did not want his soul to accept these spirits and ghosts until he died.

However, every time Eric felt the thought of resisting, his soul would sting, and this torture-like pain made Eric almost cry out.

However, Eric is now like in his sleep, no matter how he screams and struggles, he is helpless, and he can't wake up, his body no longer listens to him.

If anyone else had been here, Eric would have seen his face pale and sweating on his bed, his hands clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white from overexertion.

I don't know how long it took, but the resentful spirits and ghosts that could not entangle Eric's soul let out an unwilling roar, and then turned into pure black energy and entered Eric's soul.

Suddenly, Eric felt a shock in his soul, and a feeling of sublimation from ** to his heart spread throughout his body, and his thinking became extremely clear, and some vague cognitions of magic before were now clear.

The milky night-like spiritual power that was originally hovering at the feet of the soul was like a ribbon at this time, slowly turning, surrounding the soul's side.

Sitting on the bed, Eric opened his eyes, his eyes full of wisdom and confidence.

After seeing that many of the things in the room were suspended in mid-air, Eric waved his hand casually, and then all of them fell back to the ground.

"Looks like I really like the 'High Mage's Hand'! I actually naturally cast this magic when I was promoted!" "Eric noticed a sour smell on his body and hurriedly ran out of bed.

After performing the "magic trick", looking at the bright and clean room, Eric couldn't help but say, "It's still magic that works!"

"It smells too bad, so let's take a hot bath first!" Originally, Eric could also use magic to clean his body, but he always had a soft spot for hot baths.

While taking a bath, Eric carefully experienced the changes in his body after being promoted: "Well, the body seems to have become more breathable, and it is easier to communicate magical energy!

Eric doesn't perform high-level magic except for a few minor spells.

Because a wizard who has just been promoted, what he needs most is cultivation, after all, his body loses a lot of energy when he is promoted.

Soon, Eric in the tub fell asleep, and if it hadn't been for a knock on the door that woke him up, he might have slept until dawn.

"It's so late, who's going to come to me?" said Eric's mind, full of questions.

The whole town of Laika was almost empty, and during the day there were not even a few people walking on the streets, and at night the patrols did not come out, and the soldiers began to live a life of drinking, gambling, and recruiting in the barracks.

"Angelina, why are you here?" After opening the door, Eric found that the person who had come to him was actually Angelina.

Eric couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at the moment, because he was taking a bath before, so he casually wrapped a blanket around his body and came out.

Angelina's cheeks flushed, and she silently closed the door as soon as she entered Eric's room.

While Eric was waiting for Angelina to say something, Angelina suddenly threw herself into Eric's arms and kissed Eric on both lips.

Not only that, but Angelina pushes Eric all the way until she pushes Eric down on the bed, and then rips off the only blanket on Eric to cover his shame.

Eric was momentarily confused by Angelina's actions: "What kind of rhythm is this?"

"Shhhhh

When the naked Angelina appeared in front of Eric's eyes, Eric realized that he had underestimated Angelina's figure before.

The slightly trembling soft flesh that seducts the heartstrings can't be grasped with one hand alone.

Under the soft waist, there is a heart-shaped beautiful buttocks that makes people feel dry mouth.

Angelina, after noticing Eric's eyes, bit her lower lip and took the initiative to put Eric's hand on her chest and buttocks.

Suddenly, Eric felt as if his hand was sinking into a ball of delicate and tender cotton, and the feeling of being unable to stop making Eric can't help but knead it.

Angelina's face grew redder and redder, and she and Eric soon kissed each other.

Eric is not Megumi Yanagishita, if Angelina was another woman, he would definitely restrain his **, but Angelina can be said to be his lover, so there is no need to suppress his emotions.

What's more, Angelina has already explained what it means to be a girl to say such a thing to her lover, how much courage and determination it takes.

From the passionate kiss with Angelina, Eric could feel her reluctance to part.

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