Potion Of Healing Oblivion 소설 & 이야기

********* with trembling hands, Ayanna gathered her medicinal Herbs and Healing items such As Medicinal Herbs: Rosemary Thyme Wormwood Yarrow Lavender. Etc. Healing Items: Aloe Vera Ginger Ginseng Calendula Tumeric Mixing each ones of the potion. she took the 2 colorful bottles containing the Medicinal Herb and the Healing Herb. She crawled shakily to Louis as she forced the Medicinal content down his throat, though some particles spill from his mouth .. but he's face was still cold and still.

She handed over the porcelain dish filled with the gooey potion. "The wound is spreading from the middle of his chest, right over his heart, Luna," Sandra explained, pointing to the blackened lines spreading across his skin like venomous veins. "This potion only dulls the pain so his tissue doesn't rot away completely from the inside. But our healing potion just can't break through Vane's dark magic." I nodded, my slightly trembling fingers starting to spread the cool mixture across Dorian’s chest. Every time I touched him, a weak buzz from Vane's leftover dark magic stung my fingertips.

She chuckled, "alright, to reverse the effect of an obessium, you simply drink the potion a second time. But mind you, it doesn't turn you back to normal immediately, the potion altered your body greatly so you'd have to wait a few hours before you go back to your normal size." As Apple waddled away Layana came forth, Elma selected a glass bottle with glittering blue liquids, the potion had a compelling effect; it seeded to say 'drink me.' "Alright!" Elma called sharply, "this, is a 'forget me broth,' but be very careful with potions of this kind, they're called enchanting heqixes for a reason. They compel you to take a taste sin, a sip of temptation. . .but! It still remains said, be. .care

That should contain the Purifying Water which is specifically fetched from the Purity Lake located at the Cloud mist Ridge. Apothecary is a very laborious task. A single deviation will greatly affect its overall outcome. Thus it is imperative to give their complete attention to the process the whole time. Following the formula for concocting the Elixir of Oblivion, the students started to whirl into action. Soon their eyebrows become knitted together as a deep frown emerged from their face. The instruction written in the book is not complicated at all but it is highly demanding on precise control over one's action. They have to follow the instruction religiously to achieve the optimal result

"I want to order poison like my father ordered twice." The Saxon healer, whose hair was already turning gray, let out a long breath. There was a streak of disappointment on his wrinkled face. "Impossible, Mister General. Because it's dangerous, we haven't made the potion for a long time. The potion is actually to kill pests and destructive animals. Worried about being abused." “Yes, because we use it to kill destructive beasts. We've eradicated almost ten destructive beasts so far. There are still a few more.” "Still can't, Mister General," the healer bowed obediently.

Her eyes met with mine as she came back to where she sat. "Ansel," she said, "This is a healing potion, crafted from the herbs of the forest. It holds the power to mend wounds, both seen and unseen." She extended the bottle to me. I used both hands to accept it from her. I wanted to be extra careful in ensuring the bottle did not fall out of my hands. If it shattered, I was not sure if she would give me another one.

“There is no place for you here. You are not worthy. Only the purest of heart may seek the Gatekeepers.” Damian sneered, fury flashing in his eyes. “I’m not here to seek your permission,” he spat. “I’ve come to take a potion from the River of Eternity, and as the future king of the world, you will give it to me.” The Gatekeeper tilted its head, amused. “You dare command me?” it said, its voice thick with disdain. “You, a mere human? Your arrogance will be your downfall. Someone will rise to bring you down, the purest of heart. She will set the world free from your tyranny.”

"He needs immediate treatment." Back at the temporary camp, I didn't go to Austen first. I went to a quiet corner and took out the Holy Light Grass I had just picked. My child was more important. I carefully extracted the essence from the grass and mixed it into a potion. The silver liquid glowed with a pure light—the only hope to awaken a damaged soul. I drank it in one gulp. A warm energy instantly flowed through me, surging toward my belly. I felt the pup inside me begin to respond.

I vowed silently, “I will see this through to the end.” Just another day, I saw Logan standing on the terrace, gazing out at the horizon. “This could be a perfect opportunity,” I thought, my mind racing with possibilities. “If I act quickly, I can take another shot at executing him.” I remembered the potions I had learned to make at the Umbra Academy. One in particular stood out: it looked like a medicine that strengthened the body but actually weakened and killed you within an hour. I hurried to prepare the potion,, all the while keeping one eye on Logan. I couldn’t afford to lose sight of him, especially since his betas rarely left him alone.

Every second I stood here felt like another crack in what little pride I had left. A few minutes later, she came back holding a tiny bottle. The liquid inside was dark blue, almost black. It shimmered under the lab light. “Here,” she said, handing it to me. “This is it. A solstice Thorn blend. Mythic herbs, rare roots. It’s been refined and liquefied for faster absorption. It is used to nullify all soul bonds. Even the most powerful ones." I held it up, eyeing the strange contents. “So how does this work, huh?”