Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint.

Chapter 303 The Saintess keeps sleeping
"Is this the culprit that makes me want to sleep?"

Celia stared blankly at the purple potion.

Upon closer inspection, she could feel the rich magical fluctuations emanating from the Dream Essence.

This magic was peculiar; Celia had never seen it before.

Ross said, "This is a dream-type magic that is just as rare as the moonlight type."

"Dream School?" This was the first time Celia had ever heard of such a school.

"Dream magic is a derivative of mental magic. Compared to the impact of mental magic on mental power, dream magic has an invisible and intangible influence on people, possessing extremely strong control capabilities, but its destructive power is insufficient. Currently, I only know of two people who have dream magic abilities: the Goddess of Fate and Alina."

Ross stood with his hands behind his back, looking outside.

It's the second day now, and things are slowly getting lively outside.

“Alina…” Celia quickly thought of the name, “Is she the apostle that Mr. Jonathan mentioned, the one who sleeps in the far north?”

Ross nodded.

After a moment's thought, Celia said, "Could it be that the apostle has already awakened, and she has secretly established some organization, preparing to take action against the Sorcerer League?"

Ross shook his head: "She won't do that."

"That……"

"Some people are using the dream energy that has dissipated from her slumber to make various potions; the Dream Essence is just the beginning."

Celia was a little uneasy. "Is there any way to get rid of this? What if I suddenly feel sleepy before or during a match..."

Ross smiled and said, "Don't worry too much. Although with your luck, you'll end up getting involved even if you don't want to, you have to believe in your own abilities."

Celia: "..."

Ross added, "The solution is simple: prevent the drug from evaporating and wake the person up. This thing is designed to be colorless, odorless, and impossible to detect. Its only effect is to induce sleep. It will wake the person up as soon as you stop using it."

"Similarly, it doesn't distinguish between friend and foe. It targets all sorcerers with magic power. It reacts with the sorcerer's magic power, making the magic power think you want to sleep, and then sends a sleep signal to your mental power. As long as you are a sorcerer, you will be affected. There is no way to stop it. Wearing a gas mask is useless. Its volatilization is at the level of magic power, not air."

The more she explained, the more horrified Celia became. "How could something so impossible to defend against exist?"

Ross chuckled, “Its range of effect isn’t very wide. You can prepare a small bottle, drop a little into it, and then take it to Anke for analysis to see if she can decipher it and prepare the corresponding antidote.”

"Doesn't she fall asleep while she's doing her research?" Celia asked.

"You'll know after you try it."

So Celia found a small bottle, and after opening the Dream Essence, she fought off her drowsiness and quickly filled and capped the bottle.

As her drowsiness gradually faded, Celia breathed a sigh of relief: "It works so well, it feels like it could be used as a sleeping pill."

Ross laughed and said, "Sorcerers don't need to worry about insomnia; they only care about whether they want to sleep. This potion is useless for ordinary people who need it the most."

"makes sense……"

Celia inquired about Anko's whereabouts and learned that he was in the Apothecary Guild, renting the guild's potion laboratory to make potions, so she went directly there.

Soon, Celia arrived at the Apothecary Guild and met Anko.

Upon meeting, Anke asked in confusion, "Is there something you can't tell me when I get back?"

Celia held up the small bottle of Dream Essence in her hand. "I've discovered a very magical potion. Would you like to take a look?"

“A purple potion.” Anke said with interest, “Purple potions are usually curse-type, but your bottle is quite transparent, so I guess it’s diluted. It’s not as potent as the undiluted original. Tell me, what consequences will this potion cause? Coma? Continuous curse? Or magic blockage?”

Celia said, "It's somewhat related to a coma; it puts people to sleep."

"Hypnosis? So it's a kind of mental curse." "No, it should be called a dream-based one. It just puts people to sleep and doesn't cause any other harm... It can't even work on ordinary people."

"I see." Anke took it, opened it, smelled it, and immediately closed it. "It's very effective. I'll take care of it!"

Celia was curious about how Anko was doing her research, but worried that she might faint on the spot, so she asked, "Can I go in and take a look?"

"Sure, come with me."

Following Anko, Celia soon arrived at the medicine laboratory that Anko had rented.

There were many magical devices and potions inside that Celia couldn't name. These potions were stored in a large number of colorful glass bottles.

Celia dared not touch them, fearing that the potions would explode upon contact.

Anke said, "Because of the restrictions on potion usage in the Mage League, I plan to use my rest time during this period to mix third-tier potions and see if I can create potions with powerful effects or strong auxiliary effects to deal with those powerful enemies."

As she spoke, she walked to a table and placed the small bottle on it.

Celia cautioned, "This potion takes effect as soon as it's opened, so be careful."

Anke nodded. "Understood."

She summoned the puppet, then opened the small bottle and dripped a drop out.

Soon, her eyelids began to droop.

Three seconds later, the girl fell asleep.

Celia: "..."

Celia was quite far away, and the number of people was too small to have much of an impact; she only felt a little sleepy.

She dared not approach, and could only wait until that drop of Dream Essence had completely evaporated before making a move.

Just then, the puppet summoned by Anko suddenly let out a whimpering sound.

Anke sat up with a start.

She patted her chest, but before she could say anything, her eyelids began to droop.

she……

Fell asleep again.

The programmed puppet made a sound, startling her awake.

The wailing sound seemed to be something terrifying to Anke, who woke up with a start as soon as she heard it.

So Anke slept there repeatedly until that drop of Dream Essence disappeared.

Anke rubbed his eyes and yawned. "I roughly understand the mechanism of action; it's relatively simple. However, it's a pity that this potion uses a magical attribute I've never seen before, and I can't reproduce it until I obtain that kind of magical attribute."

Does this work too?
Celia was somewhat surprised, and she quickly said, "Actually, I didn't want to reproduce it. I wanted to ask if it was possible to develop an antidote, an antidote, that is, an antidote that would not affect the user after use."

Anke thought for a moment and said, "I'll give it a try."

After saying that, she poured out another drop of Dream Essence and began to fall asleep repeatedly.

Celia was terrified just looking at her. She was afraid that if Anko kept sleeping like that, her heart wouldn't be able to take the pressure and she might die suddenly on the spot...

The girl watched for a moment, then said goodbye to her as she woke up and left the laboratory.

"I thought Anke was normal, but it turns out she's just like Phil, using her own body as a test subject. That's outrageous!"

(End of this chapter)