Part 2 The Faceless Man Chapter 238 The Faceless Man

　　Inside the damp and cold kitchen at 15 Minsk Street.

　　Klein rummaged around for a large, newly purchased iron pot, filled it with water, and carefully brushed it several times.

　　Then he dropped a few matches into it and snapped his fingers.

　　Reddish flames rose up, and under his maneuvering, he quickly dried up the remaining water droplets without harming the surface of the iron pot.

　　–This time, there was no such material as pure water in the magic potion recipe, so Klein was more careful than the previous two times, making sure not to add extra assistance, lest something go terribly wrong.

　　Although he was able to divine the success or failure of the magic potion modulation without jeopardizing his own life, the result of that would be that the magic potion would be scrapped, and it would be quite difficult to extract the extraordinary properties inside, just like removing the spiritual pollution of the out-of-control person, there had to be a corresponding technique, method, or ritual, and Klein couldn’t put together a second copy of the ingredients in a short period of time.

　　Finishing his preparations and glancing at the neatly arranged boxes, Klein took a breath and thought back over the potion recipe one last time:

　　”Faceless Man: main ingredient, Thousand Faces Hunter’s Brain Alteration Pituitary, Human Skin Phantom Properties, auxiliary ingredients, 80 ml of Thousand Faces Hunter’s blood, 5 drops of Black Mandala Juice, 10 grams of Dragons Tooth Grass Powder, and 3 hairs of Deep Sea Naga.”

　　He was the first to pick up the carton from the vampire Emlyn White and opened it, removing the glass vial containing 100 milliliters of Thousand Faces Hunter’s blood.

　　Glancing at the graduated line, Klein unscrewed the lid and poured the viscous liquid, which modified its own color at all times due to the changing light, into the iron pot with a calm wrist.

　　Because it was an auxiliary material, he didn’t pursue precision too much and didn’t use the instruments of a chemical experiment to dispense and titrate the liquid.

　　The blood of the Thousand-Faced Hunter seemed like thin honey, slowly filling the bottom of the iron pot, and after Klein felt that it was almost done, he stopped tilting and let the liquid flow back.

　　There are still almost 20 milliliters left, spiritual intuition is quite accurate ah …… Klein withdrew his eyes from the glass vial’s graduated line, and solemnly tightened the lid – these 20 milliliters of Thousand-Faced Hunter’s blood can be used to make magical items, extraordinary weapons, transcendent scrolls , or be responsible for outlining symbols on certain ritual magic, it was still precious.

　　After placing the glass vial back into the cotton stuffed carton, Kraven added the black mandrake sap and dragon’s tooth powder in order and saw the liquid in the iron pot gurgling and bubbling.

　　Without pausing, he picked up three dark blue hairs like small snakes with his black-gloved right palm and placed them firmly on the surface of the liquid.

　　Zi!

　　A faint mist of water rose within the iron pot, and the color of the liquid then became dark blue.

　　There is this strange effect before even adding the main ingredient …… Worthy of being a Sequence 6 magic potion …… Klein reached out and grabbed the silver and white with gray pewter box gifted by the vampire Emlyn White.

　　With a snap, Klein opened the lid of the box, allowing the shelled pecan-like item inside to be presented.

　　Instead of touching the thousand-faced hunter’s brain-altering pituitary directly with his hand, he placed the tin box directly on top of the iron skillet and tipped it over.

　　The yellowish-brown item with brain-ripple-like bumps and dents fell, colliding with the dark blue liquid.

　　In this moment, no droplets of water splashed up, and the ever-changing shape of the pendant melted without a sound.

　　The gray and yellow-brown colors quickly merged with the dark blue, and the bubbles that rose from the gurgle became larger and more numerous all at once.

　　By this point, Klein was getting a little nervous, but managed to control himself well enough to pick up that last box and tipped the huge diamond-like human-skinned phantom feature inside into the iron pot.

　　All of a sudden, all of the watery mist collected, and even the glow of the gas wall lamps showed signs of being attracted and engulfed, dimming considerably for a moment.

　　Only when everything returned to normal did Klein get a good look at what the final molded magic potion looked like.

　　It was black and green in color, and every now and then an eye-sized bubble would slowly pop up, as if it possessed life itself, burping every few seconds.

　　When the bubble reached the surface, it would immediately rupture, and in the process, it reflected light and reflected various colors.

　　Together, these colors outlined different-looking faces, with features that seemed to be combining at random.

　　Klein picked up the iron pot with one hand and poured the liquid inside into the pre-prepared glass bottle, due to the characteristics of the magic potion, there was no residue.

　　After confirming that the level of harm was acceptable by means of divination, that is to say, the magic potion was successfully mixed, Klein took the bottle of “Faceless Man” and returned to the second floor with steady steps, entering the bedroom where the curtains had already been drawn.

　　After unlocking the door, he sat on the edge of the bed and used meditation to calm his slightly agitated and restless mood.

　　After sitting for more than ten seconds, Klein unscrewed the cap of the bottle, raised his right hand, and violently poured all the magic potion inside into his mouth.

　　A slightly tingling numbness reverberated through his mouth and esophagus, eventually fermenting into a paralysis that made one lose perception.

　　It was as if Klein’s spirit had been withdrawn from within his own body, and with an onlooker’s stance he saw his mouth melting, his nose melting, his ears melting, his eyes melting, and his entire face melting!

　　In the work of only two or three seconds his face, his head, became white wax subjected to the fire, and his body had a similar abnormality, the bones and skin seeming to be dissolved by the blood.

　　No, this could not be allowed to go on! Klein knew he would be on the verge of losing control at any moment if he didn’t control it properly.

　　The “spectator” tried to bring his thoughts back to his body, tried to visualize the image of the overlapping layers of light orbs, and tried to maintain his meditative state.

　　After a short but repeated attempt, he finally felt his body again, and did his best to control every tiny part of it, thus standing firm on the last line.

　　Melting and dissolving came again and again, and Klein didn’t know how long he held it together before he finally waited until it was over and regained the feeling that his body belonged to him.

　　At this moment, he knew that he had finally passed the threshold, entered the 6th sequence, and became a “Faceless Man”!

　　Kraven didn’t sweat, but he was mentally exhausted. He barely stood up and walked towards the full-length mirror, trying to observe his current appearance.

　　Under the light of the gas fireplace, he took two steps back, and the ground clattered.

　　The view in the mirror was unusually lurid!

　　Klein saw that his face and exposed skin were covered with dense, light-colored buds of flesh, which would make all normal creatures tingle all over and subconsciously resist just by witnessing it, and the more timid ones might even lose their minds.

　　Knowing how to play the law, I have completely digested the “magician” magic potion, promotion sequence 6 are quite difficult, only two or three steps away from losing control, those who rely on the accumulation of time, barely qualified to take the corresponding magic potion of the extraordinary people do not know how much risk they will bear, the probability of failure is certainly not low … … …It’s no wonder that Sequence 7 is more common within the major churches, serving as captains and bishops at the grassroots level, while at Sequence 6, the number of people starts to plummet. …… Klein closed his eyes and stepped back to sit on the chair.

　　With the help of “meditation”, he collected the overflow of spirituality and recovered from exhaustion.

　　After about ten minutes, all of the disgusting flesh buds on his body faded away and blended into his flesh and blood.

　　Whew, Klein exhaled and walked back over to the full-length mirror, examining himself with a ring of whiskers.

　　Suddenly, those whiskers began to wriggle, and the flesh and skin changed strangely like a half-dissolved lump of wax.

　　It was a matter of a second or two, and Klein changed back to his old self: black hair with brown pupils, ordinary features, a clean face with deeper contours, and a slightly thin figure.

　　He quietly gazed at his past self, stretched out his right hand, and pressed it to his face.

　　With a light wipe, Klein’s face changed again, with a high nose, extremely thin lips, handsome with a bit of showiness, and a hidden pride between his eyebrows, it is the vampire Emlyn White.

　　He is a little shorter …… He smiled to himself.

　　At this time, the bones and ligaments in his body issued a snapping sound, and the whole person violently scurried a cut taller, and from the point of view of appearance, there is no longer any difference with Emlyn White.

　　I found that I could recall with precision the features of form and temperament of every man I knew, and grasp their distinctive odors …… Klein s pores wriggled, his body changed accordingly, and his body smelled differently with it.

　　He looked into the full-length mirror once more, letting his hairline slowly recede back, letting the color of his eyes turn a ghostly gray.

　　Wordlessly, Dunn Smith seemed to come back to life and was watching the team member in front of him who always reported anomalies.

　　Exhaling slowly, Klein changed back to his original form, but the corners of his mouth were still turned upwards.

　　After a brief moment of reflection, he took a few steps back, glanced at the Ladies Aesthetic magazine he had bought to look at fashionable beauties, and made a mental note of the look of the dramatic actress on the cover.

　　Then he went back to the full-length mirror and wiped his face with his right hand.

　　By the time he looked in the mirror again, it presented a young woman with dark hair past her shoulders, beautiful eyebrows and delicate features.

　　It really works …… Klein looked down at his chest and realized that there was not the slightest bulge there.

　　He did his best to control his body, moving fat and some of his flesh and blood to barely get a pair of A’s.

　　The lower body, on the other hand, was different, and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.

　　That is to say, it’s only a superficial change that doesn’t involve substance …… Also, I can only pull up and get shorter by 10 centimeters at the moment, and it’s difficult to do anything beyond that …… Also, there’s a limit to how big and small the head can get, and with a half-giant like Father Utrafsky s I can’t even simulate the head of a half-giant like Father Utravski …… Also, I can only observe the target’s appearance and temperament instantly, but I can’t know anything about him, and when I meet an audience like Ms. Justice, I can easily be exposed …… “, it is easy to expose …… Oh, in the “clown” stage, it is the “clown” to restrain “audience “, to the “faceless man” stage, but on the contrary, some by the “audience” restraint, interesting ……

　　Thinking of this, Klein stopped changing and returned to the image of Sherlock Moriarty.

　　Divination, fighting, as well as the extraordinary ability of the magician, have been enhanced, but the specific enhancement of how much, must be confirmed through practice, tomorrow take the time to go to the Krager Club …… Klein took a final look, downstairs to clean up the mess.

　　After dealing with the end of the hand, he quickly washed up and got under the covers.

　　Lying there, gazing out the window at the scarlet moonlight filtering in, with a bit of bottoming out he gradually settled into peace and tranquility.

　　After a few minutes of just that, Klein slowly closed his eyes and smiled as he spoke to himself mentally:

　　”Good night, Faceless Man.”