Wizards: Starting as a Potions Master!

Chapter 31 Ghosts, Phantom Potions, and the Battle for Moonlight

Inside the basement beneath a house in the former Pasha territory.

The basement of this house is now filled with mirrors, each 13 meters apart, and three candles are placed in front of each mirror.

A group of cult members are sitting together amidst candles and a mirror.

They all had excited expressions on their faces.

They sang mystical hymns, saying, "Every soul is filled with power and pride;"

"We are in pain here, we are crying here, but we will never give up."

"Because we live in a world of equality, where the dawn of freedom shines."

"In the depths of equality, flames leap and dance joyfully;"

"Pain and despair are transformed into strength here."

Every soul is searching for the wings of freedom.

Just six months ago, the woman was traveling by carriage through Maple Leaf Town, and they took the opportunity to meet that man at the town's market.

The man told them that not every place is a place where people are at the mercy of knights and lords.

There is a place outside this world where there is no hierarchy, no distinction between superiors and inferiors, and every being enjoys the same treatment.

The world depicted by that lord deeply captivated those who were persecuted and brutally ruled by the Pasha family.

One by one, they joined the cult and became believers in that great man.

As they chanted the "Hymn of Pain," a song praising suffering, under the supermoon, the candlelight around them began to flicker.

In the mirrors surrounding them, things that did not belong to this world appeared.

These are not human beings; they lurk in the darkness, patting the mirror, seemingly eager to enter this world from the mirror world.

"Offerings! We need offerings!"

"Human brats, we need sacrifices! We need sacrifices to partially merge the two worlds, otherwise we'll be stuck in the mirror world."

The cultists immediately slaughtered three rams in front of the mirror, and then the largest mirror in the center of the ritual suddenly began to crack with a series of "crack" sounds.

From the darkness, a being appeared, tearing apart the other shadows within it, roaring, "Hurry up!"

"We haven't visited this world for over two thousand years, just like the fat sheep in the pen, making us drool."

"I heard the wizards have left. Hahaha, doesn't that mean this place is like an egg without a shell, completely at our mercy?"

"Why is the passage so narrow? I can't get in at all. The power of the supermoon... it's like it's being sucked away. Wait... something's not right."

A cultist gazed longingly at the figure in the largest mirror, a human form with hands resembling scissors, sharp and extremely long claw-like hands.

The cultists pleaded with the mirror, "My lord, if you could enter this world, could you overthrow the knightly tyranny and give us a free world?"

The scissor-hand figure in the mirror, whose true form is unknown, said, "Of course. Just like the promise [Chesia] made to you six months ago."

"I will grant you equality."

"In fact, we had already won when those seven great beings came to this land two thousand years ago and were deliberately sealed away in the great cathedrals by sheepdogs and wizards."

"But aren't you guys making a mistake?"

The image of a person making a scissor-hand gesture in the mirror suddenly began to violently pound on the surface, but no matter what they did, it couldn't escape. "The power of the supermoon has been stolen."

"I can feel that guy's magic."

"So evil."

"That evil magic is plundering the moon's power that lingers over this land, which is why I can't get out. You've got it wrong, you've got it wrong, I'm going to kill you all."

"Damn it, why is there such profound magic power in this land?"

"That's not a sheep! A wolf has infiltrated the flock!"

"I don't care, I have to seize this opportunity to get out. After a while, someone as insignificant as me will completely lose the right to experience life. Even if it costs you your lives, you must open this passage."

"You lowly humans, you are fully responsible for this. I am coming in today."

Inside the basement, the cultists who were chanting the "Hymn of Pain" began to bleed from their noses, and their faces became contorted with rage.

The being in the mirror was clearly using their lives to open a passage, but suddenly its tone changed, and it looked up at the basement from within the mirror.

It quieted down and stopped angrily pounding on the mirror. "It's that guy's evil magic. What did he do? Why is his magic so evil?"

"Why would such a being exist in this era, on this land?"

"He's coming."

"Hurry up and do something."

……

In the castle attic, Su Nan began to concoct the Super Werewolf Potion. He used a mixture of ginger powder, minced garlic, and secret realm ore powder to transform the magic power projected by the Super Moon onto the earth into tangible floral fragrances, which he then absorbed into his cauldron.

But he soon discovered that someone on his territory was using the supermoon to conduct a second ritual simultaneously.

This means that Su Nan's potion-making is likely to fail.

Realizing this, Su Nan immediately used the Ghost Potion he had developed within a month—Ghostly Spirit.

The technology behind this potion is simple: it reverses the ghost into a lower-level semi-ghost. The reason for designing it is that the AI ​​deduced, during previous practical tests of the ghost potion series, that ghosts are more likely to absorb moonlight magic.

Therefore, when Su Nan smashed all fifteen bottles of ghost potions he had refined that month, the entire attic was filled with translucent ghosts flying in mid-air.

These ghosts didn't have any other abilities, and their attack power wasn't great either. At most, they could only cause some trouble for ordinary people. But when Su Nan sprinkled ginger powder, garlic powder, and secret realm ore powder on them, the magic power of the super moon quickly gathered around them.

This area formed a huge ritual center.

The ghost in mid-air began chanting a special incantation with Su Nan to activate the potion's power.

Meanwhile, the first bottle of Super Werewolf Potion refined by Su Nan has been completed.

Su Nan poured an entire bottle of ordinary werewolf curse conversion potion into the cauldron, and then the color of the potion in the entire cauldron began to turn blackish gold.

This means the potion is complete.

At the same time, in that instant, Su Nan saw a vision—a giant werewolf, about three meters tall, slowly rose from the wilderness, staring at him with fiery and ferocious eyes, and then howled to the sky.

violent,

powerful,

Unrestrained.

Su Nan packed up the potion, then raised the potion bottle and waved it at the wolf that had been lying in the corner. The wolf immediately perked up its ears, wagged its tail, and ran quickly to Su Nan's feet, starting its sycophantic mode.

(End of this chapter)