That night, Angel was at home ready for all promotions.

The flies had been ground into powder by her own hands and placed in special test tubes, the black mandala flowers had been squeezed into juice, filtered, bottled, and the mummy ashes bought from the pharmacist Darkwell had been weighed accurately and set aside.

She had a beautiful dinner, solved most of the long-term desire to carry the "Ring of Madness" and was enhanced, and put all the magical items and charms on her body, including the "magic pocket watch", in the second-floor bedroom away from the basement, although according to experience, carrying magical items will not affect promotion, but Sequence 6 is a stage that neither she nor Cole Granger has experienced, and everything must be done as safely.

The crimson moon, which had been full a few days ago, had also revealed a defect at this time, which would not affect the spirituality of the extraordinary.

One last glance at the view outside the window, Angel took all the potion materials to the basement and placed them on the alchemy table one by one.

In the end, she didn't forget to do a simple divination with the pendulum to confirm whether tonight's promotion was in danger.

Although the pendulum method is not a divination method that "witches" are good at, it is often more accurate than the magic mirror for this "yes or no" question, and the citrine that turns slowly and clockwise tells Angel that tonight's promotion will be dangerous, but it is not big.

This is in line with the law of taking potions to promote, even if it is foolproof, the promotion itself has a certain risk, but he has completely digested the previous sequence, and these risks are acceptable.

Pouring black mandala juice, Fenerport fly powder, and mummy ashes into a crucible filled with pure water, Angel opened the box containing the eyes of the Banshee, took out all the curled and silk-shaped Banshee hairs inside, felt the silky touch in her hands, and then put all the hairs into the crucible.

This mass of hair, which is larger than the volume of the crucible, immediately melted into it and disappeared after coming into contact with the gray-black solution, and the whole pot of solution did not increase in any way, making Angel think that the action of putting in the hair just now was his hallucination.

"Finally, there are two main material ......"

She lowered two Lust Banshee Eyes about the size of a human eye into the water and watched them float, gradually dyeing the gray-black solution red.

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

The liquid in the crucible spun on its own, concave in the middle and bulging all around, like a whirlpool in the sea, attracting Angel's attention.

Such a peculiar sight made her do another improvised divination, confirming that what she was in front of her was the correctly configured "Witch of Pleasure" potion.

Transferring the potion from the pot to the cup, Angel lifted the potion and drank it down.

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

Strands of pale golden threads stretched out from behind Angel and fell to the ground, gradually piling up, and when she looked closely, she realized that it was her own hair, which was growing rapidly, becoming longer, and soon piled up on the ground beneath her feet, gathering around her under the constraints of the spiritual wall.

Rapid hair growth...... Is this a precursor to a loss of control?

Angel immediately recalled the books he had read inside the Nightwatch, and one of the signs of a runaway of control was the rapid growth of hair and nails.

But except for the heat in her body and the pain of the blisters on her skin, she didn't seem to feel like she was on the verge of losing control of the previous few potions.

As he stared at the long hair on the ground with his eyes wide open, Angel's vision suddenly vanished, leaving only a patch of blood pouring out of the void, like the light of a full moon, and like the strange red of a blood moon when it appeared.

Suddenly, Angel's spirit, which had gradually stabilized after taking the potion, boiled like boiling water, and the body that contained these spirits also boiled as if it had been thrown into boiling water!

"Ahh

Angel let out a scream and collapsed into her long blond hair that covered the ground, she reached out a hand to support the ground, and found that her exposed skin had a few more irregular lines of crimson in addition to the previous blisters...... No, it's not lines, it's cracks, her skin is cracking!

Struggling to break through the spiritual wall, Angel stumbled down the stairs and crawled out of the basement, tripped over her own hair, and threw herself on the cold floor of the living room.

She struggled to prop up her upper body, and her eyes happened to meet the convex belly window next to the door, and the full blood moon outside the window.

"How...... Isn't it past the full moon......"

As soon as a trace of doubt appeared 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 extraordinary abilities to get out of trouble came to mind in the interval of pain, but these magical items and spell-casting materials were carefully placed on the second floor by her, and they were out of reach at this time.

By the way, there is also a vanity mirror in the bathroom, and a magic mirror stand-in......

Angel tried to gather the spirituality in her body and make a final struggle through a stand-in, but the boiling spirituality was not controlled by the brain at all, let alone the costly magic mirror stand-in, and she couldn't even light a pinch of spiritual flame now.

At this point, even if she slipped the mirror or wand into her hand, she didn't have enough spirit to use them......

But even so, she still subconsciously crawled in the direction of the second floor, leading to various equipment and items, and the hair that she had dragged behind her before, longer than her height, became the biggest obstacle at this time, binding her hands and feet, making it difficult for her to move an inch.

Within two steps, Angel gave up the struggle, and fell to the ground with a limp of limbs, convulsing for a while, and the only citrine pendant he was carrying, which was used for divination, rolled to the side.

"Dark Night...... Goddess...... Crimson...... The Lord ......"

In a hazy way, she recited the goddess's honorific name, but the incessant pain and convulsions of her limbs caused her to interrupt the prayer several times, and finally she could not recite the prayer in its entirety.

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Jowood district, 15 Minsk Street.

"Ahh

Crane Moretti covered his mouth and nose with a tissue, sneezed, then wiped out his snot with a tissue, rolled it into a ball, and threw it into the garbage basket next to him, which already had seven or eight rounds of paper towels, almost covering the garbage below.

Last night, he had set up an ambush with Sharon and Marić at the abandoned dockyard of Siberang and teamed up to defeat the Rose Extraordinaires, who were chasing two defectors.

After this, Crane received his share of rewards, a copy of the extraordinary properties of a "werewolf", a "Book of Secrets" containing occult knowledge, and a magical item, a biotoxin bottle.

And his current cold symptoms come from the latter's biotoxin, even if he doesn't unscrew the bottle cap to release the toxin, carrying it will make people gradually weaken and eventually get sick. He just took the magical item and hid for half an hour in the Lever Church in the West End, avoiding the capture of the "Machine Heart", and the time it took him to return home.

"Maybe I should drink a glass of water and get to bed early, tomorrow the cold will be cured, hey, don't ask, ask is to drink more hot water."

He laughed to himself as he got up from the couch to wash up and go to bed.

At this moment, through the gap in the curtains that had not been completely drawn, a moonlight that was more condensed than before shone into the living room, almost obscuring the gas light in the room, and covering all the furniture in a layer of crimson light veil.

Curious, Crane went to the bay window, opened the curtain and looked at the sky, only to find that the crimson moon, which had been missing a corner before, had become bright red and full again.

"Another sudden blood moon? This is the second time, and it's only been two weeks since the blood moon last I was promoted......"

Talking to himself and closing the curtains, Crane sighed and went upstairs back to his bedroom, closing the doors and windows, and getting ready to enter the gray fog space.

During the Blood Moon, Miss "Magician" is likely to need help, and it seems that she will have to be busy for a while, but luckily, according to experience, this sudden Blood Moon will not last long.

Sure enough, just as he was getting ready, Klein heard the sound of illusory supplication echoing in his ears.

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

His heart tightened, and Crane didn't care about it, and quickly walked four steps counterclockwise, reciting the names of Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, and let the spirit body enter the gray mist and enter the magnificent palace.

In the endless starry sky in the distance, two illusory stars were expanding and contracting, one belonged to Miss "Magician", who had just joined the Tarot Society, and the other was ......

In the void he had gazed at countless times, surrounded by other stars, another star was re-lit, and it belonged to Miss "Queen", Angel Granger.

(End of chapter)