In an underground basement without any windows, the burly Alger Wilson sat by a long table with various apparatuses and goatskin parchments on it.

In front of him was a half-consumed candle. The dim, yellowish flame’s flickering made the shadows of the objects and table move like a mirage.

Alger’s hair was disheveled like seaweed with a deep blue color that resembled black. He wore a robe with lightning patterns embroidered on it. He clasped his hands with his thumbs facing each other while he focused on a bottle of black liquid to the left of the candle.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Splash! Splash! Splash!

The sound of tempestuous winds or the crashing of the sea waves howled from inside the sealed bottle. And in spots where the black ink did not sink, a faint fog would swirl. It was as though it grew eyes and a mouth.

Alger cocked his head to glance at the clock hanging on the wall and watched the needle strike three.

He pressed down on his temple as his eyes turned dark. Fascinating colors surfaced from the various items on the table.

At that moment, he discovered a deep-red light appear like a tidal wave from nowhere, drowning him instantly!

Backlund, Empress Borough, Inside the Hall family’s luxurious mansion.

After dismissing her dance teacher, Audrey locked the door and sat straight up in front of her dressing table.

The sun outside was bright and gorgeous. There was a light-brown notebook made of exquisite goat skin. It was flipped open to reveal that it was blank. To its right was a fountain pen with a golden tip and embedded rubies.

Audrey did a test and made sure that she could pick up the fountain pen and write down the formula the moment she left the Gathering.

“I’m so looking forward to it…” She inhaled to repress her excited emotions as she looked at the mirror with puckered lips.

However, she did not see it reflect herself. Instead, a dark red and illusory beam burst out from her body!

Above the gray fog stood a majestic divine hall that looked like a giant’s residence.

table. They surged upwards like a fountain before pattering down. It ‘carved’ two blurry

figure immersed in thick gray fog

afternoon, Mr. Fool~!” Audrey shouted with a cheery

the person opposite her. With the same tone, she

sure that I’m a good person? Why isn’t there any fear from

“Good afternoon, Miss Justice.”

his head slightly and moved his left hand and

instantly. He saw Justice and The Hanged Man emit the colors

same. Nothing that seemingly did

purple, blue, or white were their respective colors. Furthermore, they maintained

are red and yellow. That’s joy, zeal, and excitement…Klein made a judgment before casting his attention towards The Hanged

of The Hanged Man’s aura. His emotions were blue mixed in

this being his first attempt, Klein made a conclusion without much

gaze away, he suddenly realized

Man’s innermost layer

that deep within The Hanged Man’s Ether Body was a deep blue, akin to the sea. It felt like a tidal

filled with questions. “Not necessary. It might have to do with this

Justice again and confirmed

that moment, Alger

“Mr. Hanged

Klein and saw him tapping his

you very much. It perfectly met my expectations. I never expected you to send it to me so

said, “I’m

interests. They have exchanged information, books, and rare artifacts among each other. But before this, none of them had ever obtained any supernatural power to become

Shark blood directly from her family’s vault. After all, the inventory only states ‘one big bottle,’ without mentioning how many milliliters or how full it had to be, she believed that pouring a little bit of it would

at The Fool who was enveloped in fog before turning his head back

tell you the

me prepare myself. Alright, begin.” Audrey inhaled as she focused

are very easy to concoct. Just follow the order that I provide you. Do remember that there can be smaller quantities of the ingredients but not more. It would cause major problems. You should have heard about news of Beyonders losing control. I believe there’s no

and said,

she spoke, she turned her head to look at Mr. Fool. She wished to know if the mystery expert had anything to add; unfortunately, The Fool was sitting silently there like a

“Having smaller quantities does not mean it should deviate by too much… If you do not have an assistant, I suggest you spend some time

tutor for such matters,”

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