Wendy, standing at the corner of the room, perked up her ears. She had heard what Enya just said, and then she also sensed another presence in the room—it belonged to Lucia.
Wendy breathed a sigh of relief, but moments later, her ear was caught. The one who grabbed it didn’t pull hard, just pinched it gently.
However, an elf’s ears are very sensitive, and Wendy’s long ears immediately turned red.
Enya released her hand and said, “It’s done. Let’s go.”
“……”
After saying that, Enya turned and walked toward the door.
Wendy stood there stunned for a moment.
She slowly turned around to look at Lucia, who was lying on the bed.
Seeing that Lucia’s breathing was calm and her body showed no signs of abnormality, the little heart that had been hanging finally felt at ease.
She had originally wanted to take a closer look, but the sound of Enya opening the door drew Wendy’s attention.
Seeing that Enya had already stepped out, she hurriedly moved toward the door as well.
Before leaving the room, Wendy took a distant glance at Lucia.
She was curious—curious about what Enya had done to Lucia.
At that moment, her head was tapped.
Wendy’s ears perked up.
She lowered her head, gently closed the door, and turned around to look at Enya, who was calmly watching her.
She pursed her lips and gave a silly, simple smile.
Enya reached out with both hands and gave Wendy’s cheeks a hard pinch, even leaving red marks. Yet she said nothing.
“Hmph.” After letting out a scoffing laugh, Enya left.
Wendy covered her slightly sore cheeks with both hands but let out a long breath. Being hurt actually made her feel a bit more at ease.
Enya didn’t return to her room. Instead, she walked into the hall on the first floor and stopped in front of the stairs leading to the second floor.
Wendy was dazed for a long while, and only after Enya let out a cough did she realize what she was supposed to do. She hurriedly opened the secret passage.
Going down the stairs, the dragon and the elf arrived in the underground chamber.
By now, all three rooms of the underground chamber had been inscribed with magic arrays by Enya.
When she arrived, the magic symbols on the walls emitted a faint blue light, replacing the need for illumination.
Wendy’s eyes widened, and she exclaimed, “So much magic power…”
“Of course.” Enya lifted her chin slightly, feeling a bit proud of her craftsmanship. This magic array was created by a genius from a prestigious school—not something those lesser practitioners could compare to. She casually pressed her palm against the wall beside her. Enya’s magic power was injected into it, and the underground space underwent a strange change. The originally divided three-room secret chamber was broken down into small pieces and then reconstructed into a single room. It was a circular platform with a hemispherical dome. The dome was composed of triangular runic structure blocks, and the magic array on the ground looked extremely complex—at first glance, one might think it was a working star map.
Wendy stared at the sudden change and couldn’t help but exclaim, “Wow~”
“Hmph, your mistress is amazing, isn’t she? Stick with me and you’ll get plenty of benefits!” Enya turned, lifted Wendy’s chin, and teased her. After she finished, she curled her index finger slightly. Wendy felt her chin lose support and instinctively panicked.
“Mmm…” “Hehehe.” Enya withdrew her hand and covered her mouth with a light laugh. Her golden-red dragon eyes narrowed slightly as she glanced at the dazed Wendy, then turned her gaze upward to the hemispherical dome.
“Look up there.”
“……”
Hearing her words, Wendy first shuddered before raising her head.
Enya pointed upward and continued, “Take a closer look. Doesn’t it look familiar?”
Wendy followed Enya’s direction and looked. As she watched, she began to notice—indeed, there were some familiar aspects. When she compared it with her memory, those dark green eyes contracted, and her pink lips parted.
Wendy said in astonishment, “It’s the starry sky! The structure up there looks like the starry sky!”
“That’s right.” Enya had already lowered her hand. She walked toward the center of the platform, which was at the position of the sun. This was indeed a special magic array inspired by star charts, borrowing from the [Dream Realm Descent] engraved in Red Mountain City. Its function was also to create a small fake world, but it only affected this space and was not as powerful as that large magic array, since it was reduced to a range of fifty meters.
After seeing it all with wide eyes, Wendy still couldn’t draw it, but her knowledge had grown, and her threshold in this area had increased.
Enya told Wendy to step aside and watch, and to make sure not to make any noise to disturb her. After receiving the order, Wendy retreated to the stairway entrance. Enya then took out a rune cauldron from [Survival’s Conception] and placed it right on the rune-composed sun position, which was the very center of the magic array. She then took out several rare herbs rich in magic power and put them into the cauldron, poured in purified water she had refined, and stirred with a large spoon like a dragon witch. The magic array continually surged with tides of magic power.
Inside the black cauldron, the liquid gradually transformed into a fluorescent green, reflecting off Enya’s face and turning it green. When she added another ingredient, the liquid in the cauldron turned dark purple.
Watching from afar, Wendy couldn’t help but swallow. This was her first time seeing how potions were actually brewed. She hadn’t expected it to be exactly as the books described.
After stirring the liquid in the cauldron into a sparkling purple with a wooden spoon, Enya scooped out a small spoonful. She extended her pointed tongue and dabbed a little on the spoon. Her tongue quickly retracted into her mouth, and her pink lips pressed tightly together. She frowned and grimaced at times, then relaxed and raised an eyebrow, finally returning to normal. Her golden-red dragon eyes reflected the purple liquid in the cauldron. After tasting it, she nodded.
“A bit too sweet.”
She then took out a bottle of grayish-brown powder, gently poured some into the cauldron, and stirred a bit. The purple light faded slightly. Enya tasted it again and found the flavor no longer cloying, so she stopped adjusting the seasoning.
After putting away the spoon, Enya walked to the edge of the magic array and took out another item from [Survival’s Conception]. It was a bottle of deep, dark liquid. Even though it was sealed inside the bottle, it still exuded an unsettling aura.
When Wendy saw it, her body instinctively tensed.
Enya didn’t bother to explain what the darkness in the bottle was. She simply pulled out the stopper. When the seal was broken, the liquid inside flew out. It moved extremely fast. Before Wendy could react, it had already closed in to within a centimeter of her forehead. It nearly shot into her head and would have possessed her through the will within that black water ball.
Enya fixed her eyes on it. It immediately abandoned the plan to seize a body and thought about fleeing this place. It seemed to know that, although Enya had been feeding it earlier, she would eventually absorb it. All because it sensed a trace of belonging in Enya. This was the attraction of the superior to the inferior—a convergence desire etched into instinct! Once absorbed, its will could not compare to that of the monstrous woman before it. At that moment, its self would be annihilated. The instinct to survive made it temporize and wait for an opportunity. Now that the opportunity was right in front of it, it had to take a gamble!
The black water ball fled while cursing Enya as a witch. Then it slammed hard into the world wall that separated the two worlds, splattering into a black curtain. After reforming, although it was now only a fist-sized black water ball, it trembled as if expressing fear.
A strange smile had curled at the corner of Enya’s mouth at some point. She was now wearing a cool nightgown, revealing her draconic features and not hiding her proud figure at all. In her hand, she held a fine longsword.
“I’ve always wondered about something: since my sword can cut souls, can it directly destroy the will of creatures like you? Today, I happen to have the chance to try it out.”
After hearing that, the black water ball was stunned. It had originally wanted to use its body to form the words “Spare me,” but now it formed the word “Lunatic.”
As soon as that “lunatic” had formed, it was sliced into countless pieces by invisible sword qi. The original black water ball was chopped into a mist. Yet even then, Enya was not satisfied. She shifted slightly, instantly flashing to the front of the black mist. Swinging the longsword in her hand, she brought up sword qi as thin as silver threads, unleashing countless sword qi slashes at an extraordinary speed. The sword qi, imbued with Enya’s unique nature, gathered the black mist back together. Surging silver-white light enveloped the black water ball.
Within three breaths, Enya could no longer see the will hiding within the black water ball. It revealed a trace of red in the black—the color of blood.
The black water ball itself was what was known as a bloodline, capable of granting special abilities and also affecting a person’s magic power attribute. That Hall of Shadows had implanted a certain will into this black bloodline, causing the implanted person to be influenced by that will and become an assassin shadow guard who would never betray the Hall of Shadows.
Enya looked down at the longsword in her hand. When she released it, the sword shattered directly—it had endured too much.
“Just as I thought…”
With her own special nature, she could indeed erase the will hidden in others’ bloodlines. In other words, if Enya could truly mince herself finely, she could break the connection between the Dragon Bloodline and Archethia. It would be equivalent to performing a gene transplant surgery on herself? Hmm… Enya didn’t think she could reassemble herself in the original position after cutting herself up, so she’d better just dutifully collect the Shards of the Goddess of Night.
After the black water ball was cut a billion times, it showed faint signs of purification. If she kept cutting, the blood and power might separate entirely, so Enya dispersed the sword qi that enveloped the black water ball. After shedding the restless “white fur,” the black water ball became quiet and smooth.
Enya held it in her palm, then turned to look at the still-brewing potion. With a light toss, she threw the black water ball into the cauldron from a distance. It landed right in the center, stirring up ripples.
After that came the tedious process of brewing the potion. Simply put, first simmer on low heat, then reduce on high heat.
After working until the next morning, Enya finally finished the potion. Ten bottles, all with a black-to-red gradient.