The originally dark green magic potion had turned into a dark red hue, faintly foreboding.
A strong stench wafted from the mouth of the glass bottle.
The smell was nauseating.
It was as if a corpse had been rotting for an unknown amount of time. Catherine and Asina both felt a bit queasy. Even with some distance between them and the stench, it made them want to vomit.
But for Rose Vesper, the smell seemed particularly fragrant.
Rose Vesper was completely unaffected by the nauseating odor escaping the bottle. Her face was even adorned with infinite intoxication, and her nostrils were flaring as she breathed in forcefully.
This was the liquid that could save Lord Jie Luo.
No matter how the smell was, in Rose Vesper's eyes, it was wondrous.
Rose Vesper seemed to be completely immersed in it, her body even trembling in excitement.
Her beautiful eyes were widened in an almost exaggerated manner, looking somewhat eerie.
