Because it is an auxiliary material, he did not pursue precision too much, and did not use chemical experiment equipment to divide liquid and titrate.

The blood of the Hunter with Thousand Faces was like thin honey, slowly filling the bottom of the iron pot. When Klein felt that it was almost the same, he stopped tilting and let the liquid flow back.

There are almost 20 milliliters left, and his spiritual intuition is quite accurate... Klein retracted his gaze from the scale line on the glass bottle, and tightened the cap solemnly�this 20 milliliters of blood from the Thousand-Faced Hunter can be used to make magical items, Extraordinary weapons, extraordinary scrolls, or those responsible for outlining symbols in some ritual magic are still very precious.

After putting the glass bottle back into the paper box stuffed with cotton, Klein added black mandala juice and dragon tooth grass powder in sequence, and saw the liquid in the iron pot bubbling up.

Without pausing, he picked up three dark blue hairs like little snakes with his right palm wearing a black glove, and placed them firmly on the liquid surface.

Nourish!

A faint mist rose from the iron pot, and the color of the liquid turned dark blue.

There is such a strange effect without adding the main ingredients... As expected of the potion of Sequence 6... Klein reached out and grabbed the silver-white tin box with gray and white that was presented by vampire Emlyn White.

With a snap, Klein opened the lid of the box, revealing the shelled walnut-like item inside.

He didn't directly touch the mutated pituitary gland of the hunter's brain with his hands, he directly placed the tin box on top of the iron pot and turned it over.

The yellow-brown object with brain-like protrusions and depressions fell down and collided with the dark blue liquid.

At this moment, there was no splash of water, and the ever-changing shape of the pituitary gland melted silently.

The two colors of gray and white, yellow and brown quickly merged with the dark blue, and the bubbles that rose from Gulu became bigger and more numerous at once.

At this point, Klein was already a little nervous, but he still controlled himself well. He picked up the last box, and dumped the huge diamond-like human-skinned shadow feature inside into the iron pot.

All of a sudden, all the mist subsided, and even the light of the gas wall lamp seemed to be attracted and swallowed, and it dimmed a lot.

It wasn't until everything returned to normal that Klein saw clearly what the final potion looked like.

It is black and green all over, and from time to time, an eye-sized bubble slowly emerges, as if it has life itself, hiccupping every few seconds.

When the bubble reaches the surface, it will burst immediately, and in the process, it will reflect light and reflect various colors.

These colors together outline different faces, and the facial features seem to be randomly combined.

Klein picked up the iron pot with one hand and poured the liquid inside into the pre-prepared glass bottle. Due to the characteristics of the potion, there was no residue.

Using divination to confirm that the degree of harm is acceptable, that is, after the potion was successfully prepared, Klein took the bottle of "Faceless Man" and walked steadily back to the second floor, entering the bedroom where the curtains had already been drawn.

After locking the door, he sat on the edge of the bed and calmed down his slightly agitated and anxious mood with the help of meditation.

After sitting upright for more than ten seconds, Klein unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his right hand, and suddenly poured all the potion inside into his mouth.

The slightly tingling feeling reverberated in his mouth and esophagus, and finally fermented into a paralysis that made people lose consciousness.

Klein's spirit seemed to be withdrawn from his body, and he saw his mouth melting, his nose melting, his ears melting, his eyes melting, and his entire face melting with the attitude of a bystander!

In just two or three seconds, his face, his head, turned into white wax that had been baked by fire, and his body had similar abnormalities. His bones and skin seemed to be being dissolved by blood.

No, this situation cannot be allowed to develop! Klein knew that if he didn't control himself well, he would be on the verge of losing control at any time.

While "watching", he tried to get his thoughts back to his body, tried to visualize the image of layers of light spheres superimposed, and tried to maintain a meditative state.

After a short but repeated attempt, he finally felt his body again, and tried his best to control every tiny part, so as to stand firmly on the final bottom line.

Melting and dissolving came again and again. Klein didn't know how long he held on, and finally waited until the end, and regained the feeling that his body belonged to him. JrNovels.com