Potion Of Disguise Novels & Stories

He needed strength now; and there was only one way to obtain this strength. He pulled out a red potion from within his cloak. With a dep breath he undid the cork of the potion, allowing the invigorating scent of the drug to flood his senses. His eyes slowly began to turn red just by inhaling the drug, proving that it was very effective! This potion was the Berserk Potion. Aegeus had been trying his best to refrain from taking it because it was a last resort item. However, the current circumstances suggested that it was indeed time for last resort interventions.

Picking up the ladle, Tara stirred whatever she was brewing for a brief while before sampling the contents. “Perfect!” she pronounced. What was perfect, wondered Aaron. With a dropper, Tara carefully filled the potion in two small bottles. “This is what you need.” What did they need? “What does the potion do?” Keyah asked. “It’ll help you hide in plain sight.” Aaron’s eyes widened. He looked at Keyah. She simply nodded. “It’s almost as if you read my mind! Thank you!” Keyah put her arms around Tara and hugged her as Tara threw her head back and laughed.

If we need to buy more time, we’ll blindfold one of them, pull a hood over his head and pretend that he’s Itzak. The rest of the night passes somewhat pleasantly as we catch up with each other and talk about nothing serious at all. It’s nice to pretend that doom isn’t waiting for us right around the corner. It’s a flimsy and risky plan at best, and any number of things could go wrong. We hunker down for the day in an abandoned house, taking turns to stand guard. When night falls, I remove the potion from my backpack. It had turned the palest shade of blue. “It’s ready,” I say.

But for now, I didn't know how to deal with her. For the next three days, I scoured every black market. I finally found the Stardust Tears at a mysterious witch's stall. "Fifty tears for fifty million gold," the witch rasped, her eyes gleaming in the shadows. "The price is the price. In full." "Done," I said without hesitation. "However..." the witch suddenly smiled. "I have a little gift for you." She handed me a black potion. "Invisibility Elixir. It will change your appearance for three hours," she said, her eyes narrowed. "I'm guessing there's someone you don't want recognizing you."

That person who almost succeeded still failed in the end, didn't they? I still felt uneasy. Where exactly did that mute maid go wrong? With only three minutes left on the countdown. Alice spent all her points to exchange for an item called [Camouflage Potion]—it allowed one to perfectly disguise their scent and aura as a wolf Omega. She was gambling everything. "No time to hesitate." Alice looked at us. "I choose the identity: [Castle Laundry Maid (Omega)]. Is anyone willing to come with me?" In the crowd, my usually silent Second Sister, Sofia, raised her hand.

Grabbing the young man’s jaw, he forced his mouth open and poured in the deep red liquid. The traitor struggled wildly, but his bindings held him fast. He could only glare in helpless fury. Raven frowned, glancing at Lyra. She turned to him, her voice even. “It’s called Illusion Dust, a potion made from Lunaris leaves and Virella mushrooms.” She paused, gaze settling on the trembling prisoner. “It induces intense hallucinations, breaks down mental defenses. Even the strongest will can’t resist. And more importantly… it compels truth. The victim speaks their innermost secrets, unable to suppress them.”

Then she leaned forward, waving her hand between them. “Uhm… hellooo,” she said, dragging out the word. “We’re still here. Totally confused about what you two are talking about.” I almost let out a breath of relief. At least I wasn’t the only one who felt lost. Lucas gave a small nod beside me, his face just as puzzled. Priestess Tanya finally turned her attention back to the rest of us. Her smirk stayed in place, but her eyes were sharp now, serious. “What Joanna is talking about,” the priestess explained, “is a magic potion. One that can make someone change into the appearance of the person they most desire.”

Moritz sat up again, a dubious expression on his face. Pfft. I rummaged through my storage, bringing out three potions. It was a green liquid stored in a glass bottle the size of my palm. "Graciously take this. Unfortunately, I can only utilize my ability on myself." As the two caught the potions on their palms, I hurled them. -PAK "Ouch! Oh, my nose!" … Shred! As a hole appeared on the Goblin's head, a blade flashed. Eliza wiped the sweat from her temples as she took in her surroundings.

“But I’m really not convinced you do actually understand the stakes.” “Enlighten me, then,” I tell her. She grins. “As you wish. Now, I’m sure you’re familiar with what my magic has been able to accomplish thus far. You’ve been exposed to my God’s wrath potions, have you not? Goodness, it took endless live testing to get there.” Her smile becomes something even more wicked than I ever could have thought possible. “And,” the witch continues. “The disguise potion, the totem, the potion that’s kept your beloved Ivy unable to get in touch with you…”

Alchemy menu release. Alchemy menu show in front their face, every Nin Guild member starts the process Potion Maker after their mistress gives an explanation, each of them making ten thousand health Potion for Mortal stage 1. "Leader, the herb for next Potion in the future can't support anymore." Slave two worry after this production they don't have stock, he speaks with little sound.