Chapter 200: Leer
Annan went into deep thought.
I see.
Just as the symbol of Silver Sire is a silver coin, and the symbol of Mr. Ray is the sun.
The symbol of the Cup-holding Lady is the blood cup… a cup full of blood.
A cup symbol the represents the endless greed and thirst—
When the sun in the sky was altered into “Mouth of the Blood Cup,” the person’s blood was under its control. Sniffing any of it would render a person unconscious. What overflowed was excitent.
Is it a ritual that controls the vitality of a wide range of mortals?
But this could be considered a benefit to Annan’s plan.
He still had “fragnts of the Wheel of Divine Transporter” left on him. He wasn’t sure when he would suddenly fall into a nightmare this week. If he were to pass out during a fight, that wouldn’t end up well.
But in the ritual area, Annan couldn’t fall into a nightmare.
“Since he has used this ritual, does it an that his real ritual has just begun?”
Annan asked in a low voice, “Probably how long will they take?”
It is too early now.
If there is no [Mouth of the Blood Cup] in the sky, the sun shouldn’t rise at this ti.
The players were offline at 10 p.m. last night.
Although their bodies wouldn’t get sleepy, it would take them eight hours to be online again.
In other words, even if the players got online punctually, Annan would have to be on his own for another half an hour.
“Are you worried that they haven’t woken up yet?” Salvatore hesitated slightly when he heard Annan’s words.
But he quickly shook his head, “At least Master Bishop should be awake.
“Look at Louis. The senior priests are all well-trained. They will try to get up before the sun rises every day. Even if they don’t sleep for a day or two, it won’t affect their state.”
That training should be dedicated to avoiding those regional nightmares. Annan nodded.
It was similar to the rules of the Freezing Water Port. There were nightmares in so places, and the key was the “location itself.” If you fall asleep at night, you will fall directly into a nightmare.
“I’m actually a little worried about you.” Annan asked in a low volu, “You only slept for two hours? Are you okay?”
“I have taken the Perception Mixture, a brain enhancent dicine. It will last until the night after another supplent in eight hours.”
Salvatore shook his head and said confidently, “Since I have such a curse, I must have been prepared.”
“Heh… You got quite the acting. Are you trying to save your reputation? Or to reassure your friends?”
At sowhere Annan couldn’t hear, the shadow let out a low and hoarse chuckle, “This Perception Mixture can’t last for so long, Salvatore. You are deceiving him.
“If you can’t hold it, or… if you feel that you are too weak and incompetent, you can close your eyes and faint at any ti. I have been full of energy and have been preparing for this a long ti.”
Salvatore ignored the shadow’s voice totally.
While the shadow was speaking, he also whispered to Annan, whereby his voice completely covered the shadow’s voice, “Be careful, since they want to use this ritual, it ans that they have a powerful curse vessel in their hands.
“Then what they want to summon is probably not the Soul Eater. At least not just the Soul Eater…” A crippling chill crept upon Salvatore’s back before he could end his sentence.
At the next mont, the line that Annan had drawn on the ground with the silver-gray potion suddenly lighted up without warning!
They erupted into a scorching wall of fire, reaching a height of about 1 ter. The air above had beco distorted.
At a distance of about 10 ters away, an illusory translucent spiritual body gradually erged.
It was dressed in a long robe, was about 2.5 ters high. It had beautiful dark brown curly hair, and its face was densely packed with more than 20 pairs of eyes. A white halo shone atop her body. The body part below her collarbone lted under the swaying hollow robe.
“It’s the [Leer]!”
Salvatore issued a warning at the first mont, “Don’t look at her eyes. Close your eyes imdiately!”
As Salvatore warned, he took out a bottle of white reagent from his arms.
After a mysterious chanting for a short while, Salvatore threw the reagent bottle high.
The next mont, an intense brilliance burst out of the reagent bottle.
The spirit body uttered a sharp scream.
It wasn’t scared… but irritated.
It seed to be resisting sothing.
Annan had already closed his eyes when he was alerted. At the sa ti, he took out a few bottles of reagent Salvatore gave earlier.
[Blood Impulse Decoction]
[Type: Consumable (Blue)]
[Description: A decoction made of blood thorns mixed with the berserker’s blood and mad bull’s blood. The decoction is effective for mammals.]
[Effect: Strength 4, Agility 2 for 30 seconds. This effect decays to Strength 2, Agility 1 after another 30 seconds, and lasts for three minutes (The bonus attribute gained from reagent can’t be stacked. The highest bonus effect will be applied.)]
[Price: A “mild” bloodthirsty desire will be manifested within 30 secs.]
[Perception Mixture]
[Type: Consumable (Blue)]
[Description: Perception Mixture refined with cat’s tears and fledgling’s feather as primary materials, only applicable for Transcended.]
[Effect: Agility 2, Perception 2 within ten minutes. This effect decays to Agility 2 after another ten minutes, and lasts for ten minutes.]
[Frigid Cold Air]
[Type: Consumables/material (Purple)]
[Description: The frigid cold air contains the curse of the dead. Just breathing it is enough to induce frostbite at the trachea of ??ordinary people. Use it with caution. Class III dangerous good.]
[Effect: After inhalation, the temporary elent “northern wind” is obtained within one hour. All the abilities with the description of “cold” and “airflow” will get 1 additional point during elental skill check.]
[Effect: Used in ritual, it can temporarily replace the corresponding curse vessel up to the “Silver” Rank.]
Annan hesitated for a mont and didn’t take the [Frigid Cold Air].
Instead, he drank the other two bottles of dicine in one go.
The scorching “Blood Impulse Decoction” and the sour and cold “Keen Perception Mixture” flowed into the throat one after another.
Annan felt his heart pumping violently.
A clear sense of new power pulsated within his body.
He felt that his skin beca a lot more sensitive, and he could sense the direction of the air around him. Furthermore, his limbs had also beco flexible, as if his bones had beco rubber.
But what was more remarkable was his suddenly hot skin, the muscles that tightened without warning, and the blue blood vessels that burst and throbbed all over the body.
Annan found it strange that he didn’t feel the “bloodthirsty” state in the description.
There was a burst of intense, irresistible excitent in his heart.
To put into explanation, it was the eagerness when the class learned that the winter vacation was approaching.
When the light faded, Annan opened his eyes.
Holding the kitchen knife in one hand and the hamr in the other, he rushed towards the tall spirit body!
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