The countdown began!
"3"
"2"
"1"
At the very last instant of the countdown, Lynn gritted his teeth, thrust out his hand, and whipped the lid off the potion pot.
Whether it exploded or not came down to this single moment!
Far away, the Upside-Down Angel had already closed her eyes and once again erected a barrier around the hall she occupied.
Because the outcome was bound to be pointless.
He had already failed 199 times. Even if he tried another two hundred times, the result would surely be the same.
And the reason she had not stopped him despite knowing it was impossible was, first, that he was far too stubborn. But another important reason was that the process of brewing the potion would expose him to more knowledge of pharmacology.
Failure was the mother of success.
It was also a potion maker's best teacher.
After these two hundred failures, he would surely have an easier time brewing other potions in the future.
With that thought, the Upside-Down Angel glanced at the pillar deep in the hall where he was hiding.
But at that very moment-
Buzzz-
The expected explosion never came. Instead, beams of dazzling golden light suddenly burst from that direction, illuminating the darkness of the hall.
The Upside-Down Angel froze, and incredulous astonishment immediately filled her eyes.
Wait.
This golden light...
Could it be...
What kind of joke was this?!
Bathed in that golden light, the Upside-Down Angel looked stunned.
She was intimately familiar with that golden light. It was a massive release of Holy power that occurred only after it had completely fused with the potion. In his hundred-plus previous attempts, he had always gotten stuck at this step, the improper fusion causing the energy to run out of control and explode.
*This time,