Sequence 7, The Witch.

The main ingredient of the potion is the egg of the agate peacock, and the blood of the black abyss demon 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 dimly lit basement, Angel took peacock eggs, which looked like variegated agate stones, out of the box and placed them next to the cauldron.

Then he checked the blood of the Black Abyss Demon Fish in the transparent cup again.

The Shadow Lizard had its scales all in place, and she bought an extra one for insurance.

Pure water and plant juice are prepared.

Taking a deep breath, Angel began to prepare the potion.

This time she was in the basement of her own house, and her mentality was much better than when she was promoted to instigator.

But remembering that he was reborn in the dead Cole Granger, it was also in this basement, that the latter died out of control because he had taken the "witch" potion, and he felt that his promotion here was a little unlucky.

Shaking his head and dissipating the strange thoughts in his mind, Angel took 80 ml of pure water into a measuring cup and poured it into a washed crucible.

This is followed by 5 drops of golden mandala juice, 10 drops of daffodil juice, and finally 3 shadow lizard scales slightly larger than the fingernail cover thrown into the yellow-green water.

The water in the pot is silent, and through the mixture of plant juice and pure water, you can see the scales sinking to the bottom of the pot, and a few bubbles floating around it, which are caused by the air expelling from the inside of the scales.

Before the potion primary material is inserted, these auxiliary materials do not change in the occult sense.

"Next is the egg of the agate peacock."

Angel muttered to herself, relieving 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 ingredient of this potion entered the cauldron, the water in the pot seemed to be rapidly heated and boiled by an invisible flame, and the different colors of red, green, and orange on the eggshell were peeled off and dissolved into the water, turning the entire pot of liquid into a colorful piping hot soup.

Not daring to delay any longer, she took the glass beside her and poured the inky black blood inside into the cauldron.

The blood of the Black Abyss Demon Fish condensed into a bitumen-like semi-solid after leaving the Demon Fish's body, and as she poured it, the whole piece of "asphalt" covered itself on the faded agate peacock egg, and then dissolved into the water formed by the auxiliary materials, turning the crucible into a cold liquid.

The liquid is purple in color, like her eyes.

It's the same as the potion that Cole has configured in his memory...... Is this true or not?

The only reference, who first succeeded in becoming a woman, and then died out of control, made her doubt whether the potion was successfully configured.

But after a moment's hesitation, she decided to take the potion.

Pouring the potion from the cauldron into another clean cup, she looked at the slowly swirling potion in the cup, felt the chill penetrate the walls of the cup, dipped into her fingertips, took a deep breath, raised the cup, and drank the "witch" potion.

The icy liquid enters the throat like a mass of mucus that cannot be separated, passes through the esophagus and travels to the stomach, and then the cold turns into warmth, scorching, and scalding from the upper abdomen to all parts of the body.

Maybe I can turn back to being male?

As the burning sensation brought by the potion quickly spread throughout her body, Angel had a hint of hope, maybe a woman who drank the "witch" potion would become male again due to the effect of changing gender?

"Boom-"

A violent roar sounded in her head, followed by an indiscernible female whisper, which surrounded her like a stereo sound, sometimes loud and sometimes small. The crucibles, tables and chairs, and damp basement walls in her eyes blurred and vanished.

How is this similar to the last time I was promoted to "instigator", isn't it......

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Angel felt light, her perspective rose, and she detached herself again, floating next to the ceiling of the basement.

Looking down, he collapsed from his chair in a black dress, lying on his side at the table, his long pale blonde hair was scattered, his limbs slowly contracted, and he was hunched over, curled up in a ball.

Then, strange and familiar images surrounded her.

Covered in blood, with bulging eyes, lying on the cold floor of the basement, beside two figures whose faces they couldn't see clearly, whispering something to ......

Overhead, the shattered starry sky, the extinguishing sun, the cracked earth beneath your feet, the boiling and evaporating ocean, and the ruined city in front of you......

Looking down from the sky, on the rough sea, an island shrouded in mist, a city with a completely different style from Tingen looms inside......

The murmuring faded away, and her eyes went dark, and she opened her eyes again, and in front of her was a wooden cup still rolling.

Again...... Strange pictures, ubiquitous babbling, fortunately there is no situation where the promotion to "instigator" is on the verge of getting out of control...... The next second that this thought flashed through Angel's mind, a sharp pain came all over her body, she felt the bones of her limbs rattle, her muscles repeatedly tensed and relaxed, and her skin seemed to be abraded by acid.

This is...... Potions are transforming the body?

She gritted her teeth and endured, her limbs continuing to curl up, as if that would relieve some of the pain.

It seemed like a few seconds had passed, and it seemed like a whole night had passed, and the pain in my body slowly subsided, and everything was calm again.

Angel's dress was completely soaked, and her exposed skin was covered with bean-sized droplets of sweat, and there was even a puddle of sweat on the ground where she was lying.

Fumbling her way up from the table, she took a deep breath and let the damp basement air into her lungs, only then did she feel like she was still alive.

Manipulate Black Flame, summon Frost, Magic Mirror Divination, Wand Double...... The extra knowledge of spells in her mind proves that she has been successfully promoted to the "witch" of Sequence 7.

And it didn't get out of control like the "last time" with witch potions!

Helping the chair that had fallen to the ground and sitting down, Angel closed her eyes, quickly cleared her mind, and entered the first meditation after her promotion, gradually reining in her escaping spirituality.

After a few moments, she reopened her eyes, and the first thing she did was touch her chest, then sighed.

The bad news is that it hasn't gotten smaller, and the good news is that it hasn't gotten bigger.

It seems that there is a reason why the follow-up potion of the "instigator" is called "witch", even if it is a female body, after drinking the potion and being promoted, it is still a woman, not a simple "gender switch......

Also, if a woman could become a male through Potion Sequence 7, then the potion would have changed its name long ago, and it would not be possible for the upper echelons of the "Witch Sect" to not have a single male.

Although she didn't have much hope, she still felt a trace of regret when it came to the end.

"On the bright side, at least I don't have to apply for another false certificate, and if I change back to Cole Granger's appearance, I will have to flee to another city with a wanted warrant......"

Muttering to himself in a low voice, Angel staggered to her feet, stepping down the stairs back to the study on the first floor, when the sun had set near the horizon, and the sky on the other side gradually turned from indigo to black, and the night covered the streets, and the starry sky gradually emerged.

Looking at the familiar sky and streets, she remembered the apocalyptic scene in front of her when she was promoted just now, which was the residual spiritual influence of the potion? Or is it a guide to the direction of the next "witch" play?

Looking out the window as the dim sunlight was replaced by crimson moonlight, Angel sighed, swept away the chaotic thoughts that filled her mind, and looked down at her raised right hand, which was whiter and softer in the dim light.

"Bang-"

A flame emerged from the palm of his hand, as if absorbing the surrounding light, making it look dark and eerie.

(End of chapter)