Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 117 Mr. Witch
The cold potion slid down Altaïr's esophagus, and the sticky taste made Altaïr feel a little uncomfortable.

Then, he felt strange changes taking place in his body. Light blue frost appeared out of nowhere, covering his body. Under the ice, tiny black flames flowed out from every pore of his body, like countless wriggling insects, running back and forth on his body.

The black flames devoured everything on his body, including his spirituality: skin, hair, and mucous membranes. However, his body was fixed in the middle by ice crystals, unable to move freely or scream.

This is not a sign of successful digestion, but a sign of loss of control...

Altaïr had heard from Gagran that if the ritual was interrupted and the potion was taken without the protection of the corresponding gods, the person who went out of control of the Witch's Path would turn into a monster made up of messy hair, with his body covered alternately with frost and black fire.

Fortunately, the Fool will not abandon His followers.

The Fool showed his power beyond Altaïr's comprehension. As Altaïr was about to be burned to death, he grafted his symbol onto the bench that symbolized the Queen above the gray fog.

Some of the power of the gray mist flowed to Altaïr through the connection between the bench in the gray mist and its owner. The vast spirituality instantly poured into Altaïr's astral body, and in the process extinguished the black flames spreading on his body surface.

Although the process was not easy, Altaïr remained extremely lucid, and because of this, he was the first to realize the subtle deformation sounds of his bones and muscles that only he could hear.

His bones were slightly dislocated, and he was a few centimeters shorter than before. The skin on his body had been completely burned by the black fire just now, but fortunately there was still a layer of ice to protect him, otherwise he might have died from bacterial infection.

On the bright red muscle tissue, tender new skin is spreading all over the body at a speed visible to the naked eye, gathering towards the chest, eventually leaving two wrinkled leather bags there. The fat from other parts of his body is rapidly crawling under the skin towards the chest like little bugs, propping up the two wrinkles and forming honeycomb-like tissue, basket-like ligaments and fascia under the skin.

Altaïr could not see the changes in his internal organs, but the pain from his lower abdomen made him realize that organic changes were also taking place in his body, with new organs growing. The male sexual characteristics that were originally exposed had been burned away by the black fire, and now they had rolled inwards, forming a structure that was familiar yet unfamiliar to Altaïr, and that he had carefully explored on Venata's body.

Of course, compared to the structural changes, the more significant change was the change in the state of the spirit. At first, a strange whisper with both male and female voices echoed in Altaïr's ears, but after his state was grafted by Mr. Fool and the gray fog space, the sound was suddenly drowned in the gray fog.

Therefore, Altaïr did not spend much spiritual energy to resist Chike's influence during his promotion. Most of the excess spiritual energy was injected into his own star spirit, causing his spiritual energy to surge to almost four times that of the "Instigator". Some of the spiritual energy that escaped entered the mirror, forming a map of Backlund, marking Sophie's location with a red circle.

There really is a result... Praise Mr. Fool!
Altaïr had never thanked a god so devoutly before. Then, Altaïr moved his fingers slightly.

The ice coffin that contained his—no, "her" body—began to show fine cracks on its surface, and a thin blade formed by black flames broke through the ice, shattering it. Then, Altaïr stepped on the ground barefoot, and the mirror in front of the table reflected her current appearance.

The large cashmere sweater was draped loosely on her body, revealing half of her jade-white shoulders, faintly visible light pink curves, delicate collarbones like a work of art, and a swan-like neck.

The black fire only burned the spiritual part, so Altaïr's clothes were spared. Fortunately, otherwise the following scene would have been fascinating to everyone who saw it - if the book had not been banned for this reason.

Looking up along the smooth neck, he saw a face that even Altaïr himself was amazed at. Unlike Gagran's coquettish and lazy temperament, Altaïr's face looked more curved, and compared to the former's marble sculpture-like face, her face was more like a jade or ivory sculpture.

The long black hair that had been hanging down had grown a lot longer, almost reaching Altaïr's waist. The ends of his hair were gray, which reminded people of the sentence in "Revelations of Night":
"…The goddess overturned the golden wine cup, and the night fell to the world like a waterfall, shattered on the horizon, and the splashing water formed a sky full of stars…"

This, is this me?
Altaïr put his hands on his face in disbelief, feeling the changes in his body. Although the original strong muscles were gone, the new muscle fibers seemed to be more tightly entangled, and the power contained in them was even greater than before.

Moreover, I can now exert static force on an object within a very short force distance...

Altaïr picked up a penny from the table and, exerting force with his fingers, tore it in half.

Moreover, the witch brings more than just physical improvements.

Altaïr can now freely manipulate black fire and ice, transforming them into various shapes to attack the enemy, and cast different kinds of black magic. If prepared in advance, these strange spells can be quite useful.

Putting aside the charm that the witch potion has added to her, in addition to the ability to control her hair that she has already mastered, she has also learned to use mirrors, wands, jewelry and other items as her own substitutes to protect herself from fatal damage. She has a certain degree of anti-divination skills and is often able to master other people's emotions without any guidance.

Before Sequence 5, the Witch Path's abilities are truly comprehensive... The attack has black fire that burns spirits, the control has hair and frost, and there are all kinds of substitutes to save lives. No matter what kind of enemy it faces, it is capable of fighting, and the upper limit is quite high.

Altaïr stretched his joints and pulled out a piece of paper from his desk. There were dozens of women's names scribbled on it, but most of them were crossed out, leaving only the one in the middle.

Cassandra Circe is a witch famous for her prophecies in the legend of Rhun.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she forced a smile.

"Find a way to survive this night, Miss Cassandra Searcy."

(End of this chapter)