The day's experience of lavish aristocratic life ended with the dinner, and the group returned to the campus in the deep darkness of the night.
Upon returning to his chambers, Eleazar immediately began to mix the White Seagull Hopper.
The materials were borrowed from the witch, the materials needed for this alchemy potion are not very rare, it's just that the configuration technique is more complicated and the medicinal effect is extremely magical, I don't know which predecessor was included in the Inherited Magical Guides book.
The book also vaguely mentions how the original research of this up to 4th order synergy was how to turn transcendentalists back into ordinary people...
It's amazing, suppressing transcendental activity with magic plant toxicity, I wonder if the first person to try this potion was poisoned.
After laying down a sealing ritual to imprison the room spiritually, Eleazar begins alchemy.
After a while, the invisible witch secretly opened the door of the room and slipped in, saw him working seriously and did not disturb.
Sitting on the edge of the bed and wiggling her feet for a moment, she suddenly heard a pop.
Only to see the alchemy vessels on the desk instantly blown in all directions by a wave of air, while a cloud of colorful smoke rose up.
The witch in the small room couldn't hide, and was forced to inhale a little, then with a 'gurgle', she was poisoned to death on the spot.
It was pure, intense poison without any balancing or neutralization, and she had never endured this much toxicity even when she was taking magic potions.
The body collapsed on the bed slowly dissipated...
After another half a day, a suppressed and cautious voice drifted in at the door.
"Can I come in now?"
Eleazar, who had also collapsed on the floor and was foaming at the mouth, struggled to his feet, slipped on his skeleton gauntlets, and controlled the air currents to gather the poisonous cloud that was billowing around into a ball.
Shaking his groggy head forcefully, he said in a low voice, "Come in."
The witch pushed open a crack in the door, first probing to look at the situation inside the house, and only after realizing that the poisonous fog had been controlled did she put her heart down and walk in.
Eleazar slowly puts the poisonous cloud into a crystal vial.
"Give it to me! Give it to me! Give me the collection!"
"Just be careful, this stuff is no joke if it leaks in a populated area."
"Uh-huh!"
The witch's face was ecstatic as she received the bottle of poisonous clouds that kept changing into various colors.
The two then cleaned up the scene of the messy alchemical accident.
"At what step did you fail, did you use all the main ingredients, first things first, I don't have a second copy of Nightmare Vine anymore."
"It can still be refined once, don't worry, it definitely won't fail this time!"
Learning from this failure, Eleazar quickly revitalized itself.
It was just that the witch didn't seem to have any confidence in him, and kept standing in the doorway and hanging around, looking ready to run away at any moment.
On the alchemy table, the spirituality boiled, and the transcendent activity of various substances filled the room, as the materials were put into it, they continued to burst out with colorful luster, until finally, a crucible of mercury-like substances reflected the silver light.
Eleazar breathed a sigh of relief as if he were relieved, then gave the guy a vicious look back.
"Hand over your drink!"
"What kind of wine~"
The witch was full of innocence, looking left and right.
"Don't think I don't know about the wine you stole at the party!"
"Aiya, why are you always peeking at people~"
Snatching up the bottle of black mandrake that had been fondly handed to him, Eleazar divided the mercury in the crucible into three more portions, and then slowly diluted one of the potions with a small amount and many times.
"Okay, this tube is yours, the medicine will work for about 3 hours."
It was a pale silver colored potion that had become clear and transparent, and when gently shaken you could see flocculent feathers mysteriously floating in the liquid.
The configuration of the White Seagull Hopper, tailored by the Witch, is complete.
It was strictly customized to the total amount of Transcendental Activity in her body, and any more toxicity and she'd die violently on the spot again.
His own portion was much more casual, just dilute it and drink it.
Store the rest of the Hopper's Original Liquid so you can save it for another time.
Eleazar cleared the tabletop, and the witch behind her held the tube of potion and kept shaking it, staring at the feathers floating inside.
"By the way, what are you going to do with this thing?"
She took out the container that stored the 'Inferno Heart' and said miserably, "I'm so poor, I don't even have any Transcendent Props~"
Only transcendental material that has just been harvested not long ago can be used to create props and equipment, and the longer the time, the harder it is to create, and when stored for more than a certain period of time, the transcendental activity in the material becomes completely solidified, and the ability can no longer be activated.
Not to mention the fact that this craft is not for everyone, but that harsh condition alone dooms transcendental props to be rare things.
Eleazar sighed helplessly, "I'm planning to use it to configure 3rd order magic potions, I'll craft your equipment next time I have something else to harvest."
The witch deflated her mouth and said unwillingly, "Didn't you say before that you were planning to take a low-ranked magic potion to perform the ceremony as soon as possible, why have you changed your mind now?"
"That's because I didn't have a choice before!"
Eleazar patiently explained, "The Titan's Body Ritual consists of seven elements, the higher the rank of the constituent magic potions, the greater the success rate of the ritual, and vice versa, if it's all initiated by magic potions of the 1st rank, I'll have to die nine times again by then." "Alright then, then you have to promise me that you will survive!"
Eleazar, who dared to make such assurances, put the material away and stroked her head in silence.
"You're not confident?" Evelea cocked her head.
"If it's just me..."
Eleazar looked into those sorrowfully raised scarlet eyes and smiled helplessly, "Well, I promise."
Evelea bloomed which opened a smile and hugged him.
"Well, thanks Destiny."
"Wow, you could say more of these loving words!"
The witch said as she pulled his body down and leaned in close to her ear and gently blew hot air:
"By the way, in a few days I'll be taking magic pills as well, so you'll help me fight the poison then~"
"How about I share a little bit of the magic potion ability for you as well?"
"It's not going to make you pretty~"
"Huh! Good lord, you still want to strengthen your charm ability don't you!"
"Hmph!"
"Hey, you don't seem to be able to take too many magic potions in this sequence, do you? You're just going to waste capacitance like that?"
Realizing that she would never joke about such a thing, Eleazar frowned and thought hard for a moment before realization dawned on her.
"I see, you're planning to transfer the toxicity of all magic potions to me in the future aren't you?"
Turns out he was just a tool man after all.
Eleazar pounced on her viciously at once.
"Talk about loving me!"
"You liar!"
Ripping the shrinking figure that was trying to escape back, Eleazar found a rope.
"Do you know what kind of torture that demon sequencer on the island was planning to inflict on us earlier?"
"I don't know~" the witch shook her head in fear.
Eleazar slowly tied her hands behind her back.
"Puncture Punishment!"
"Mercy~"