The old woman slowly picked up the restraint from the ground, and then covered her head with the hood again, hiding her evil face in the shadow of the hood. Now she looked like just an old woman dressed strangely. Aside from the clothes and body shape, there was nothing wrong with it.

The sorceress's body lay motionless in the ruins of the building. With another thunderclap, the rain intensified. Raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky, filled with the scorching heat of the air, and fell on the ground, on the ruins, on the motionless human body.

The battle ended abruptly.

The two warlocks were still fighting each other just now, and both of them fought wantonly, regardless of their surroundings. Everywhere they removed the guardrails, or the broken walls. They ignore the danger and indulge in fighting, but by this moment, it is all over.

"Fanny of the Flare, the path of rage is not a good one," said the old woman as she tidied herself. "Fighting is not like two beasts of prey, nor is it a crude feud between two savages, and wisdom and skill are not less important than strength. A true warrior fights for his own pure need to win, driven by his own most complete and proud warrior spirit. When the battle situation is unfavorable, you should know how to reduce your losses and retreat, instead of fighting until you lose your strength and die like a reckless man. Bravery is commendable, but recklessness is not. ”

Of course, her interlocutor was lying quietly among the construction debris. If there were any human detection equipment present, it would probably indicate that her vital signs were dying out.

"In the past, you were unstoppable in the Proving Grounds, but unfortunately you were evenly matched in the final battle and ruled as inferior. The old woman continued, "You have always thought that you had the advantage in the battle, because the other side is more serious than you in terms of injuries. You think that you end up losing because others are jealous and you miss the opportunity. This obsession brings you closer to the Stygian Moon. If it is excusable for a person to take refuge in the Dark Moon, I will not stop it, since your heart is no longer on the side of the Bright Moon, what good is it to stay? It is time for you to go to the past and taste the fairness and justice of the Dark Moon. However, you are not going alone, but you are engulfing the entire Flare family...... It shouldn't be. The Banshee's Gate has changed this time, and it is impossible for Hui Yue not to take a new work order. ”

As she spoke, she had already packed up. On the other hand, death had crept uncontrollably upon the sorceress's body, and the slight tremors on her body were gradually subsided.

Then the old woman opened herself to her source. At this moment, she clearly felt that the origin of another warlock belonged to her in front of her. It had broken away from its owner's lifeless body, but it was still struggling and writhing in the void, like a helpless banner blown by the wind. Normally, it would die quietly in the midst of this struggle, without anyone noticing, but this time it was different. The old woman used her own origin to attract it, like a snowflake that rolled down on a snowball, absorbing the newly dead warlock origin, the indescribable source of magic into herself.

It was very short-lived, but when it was all over and everything was calm in the void, the old woman was silent for a while.

She clearly felt the growth of her magical origin. That's right, this is "devouring". A magic that allows a Warlock to draw power from the death of another Warlock. This evil and despicable magic, deliberately driven by certain forces, has swept the entire world. Both Radiant Moon and Stygian Moon have understood that they can't stop the spread of this magic.

What kind of cruel and evil and wise minds must have to make such a study. Even people who don't understand it at all understand that this can't be something that can be imagined just by sitting in a room and thinking about it. This kind of thing, inevitably, can only be made after a lot of human experiments. This magician is so precise and perfect, I don't know how many people will die on the dissecting table in the laboratory.

It's hard to imagine this being the work of a genius (and evil) warlock, as it's a secret enough to reach the pinnacle of the world. And, in addition to a genius mind, you must have a strong organization to support you in order to succeed. Neither genius nor organization could allow such a great invention to be disseminated. And this unnatural speed of propagation......

As long as you are not an idiot, you will probably see that someone is behind the spread of this magic.

But on the flip side, this magic points to a direction that no one has ever touched, like a light in the darkness, illuminating the path of future generations. Because since ancient times, countless warlocks have gone to research ways to enhance their magical powers. However, this desire is like a bottomless black hole, devouring countless wisdom but gaining little.

"Kecha Koat...... A sapient creature that can cross the Aetheric Sea on its own...... Take such creatures lightly and choose to cooperate after inflicting a lot of insults and injuries...... The Stygian Moon is really unwise!" the old woman sighed softly, and then pulled away.

She didn't scrutinize the corpse on the ground, nor did she pick up the sword that looked valuable. In fact, she simply turned away and didn't take anything. Of course, this is also normal, for her, these things are so easy to get at her fingertips, that it is not worth bothering about it at all.

The rain intensified. It must be said that this place was wonderfully chosen because it is a dead end of the city. Except for regular patrols every day, few people come here. So, naturally, even after the old woman left, no one noticed what was going on here.

After a long time, a footstep slowly stepped on a piece of masonry, or construction waste.

The rain has lightened by this time, but it can also change the color of the shoulders. Lu Wu cautiously looked back and forth, until he confirmed that the place had completely calmed down before taking a step.

As mentioned earlier, the battle here is over. Only the body of the sorceress lay on the edge of a half-fallen wall. It was already late in the evening, and it was probably late at night that the body would be discovered by the patrol team.

"This is ......"

The corpse on the ground lay on its side in a pile of construction debris, half of its face facing the sky, but even if it was only half of her face, it could be seen that she was so furious before she died that even death could not completely erase this anger, leaving it to remain on the remains. But to be honest, although the face of this corpse was distorted by anger and death, the appearance of her was very different from the one Lu Wu had seen before.

If Lu Wu remembered correctly, the sorceress he had seen was a beauty in the true sense of the word, with bright facial features, as well as mature and dignified, unforgettable and peerless demeanor. But this woman ...... Although her expression was distorted, it was changed by the combination of rain and dust filth. But no matter what kind of anger or fear, it is impossible to sharpen the round and perfect chin, right?

"This is the body of the sorceress. The master said telepathically.

"Are you sure?"

"100% sure, partner, don't treat warlocks like ordinary people, they can always disguise themselves with magic if they want to. The master said. "Don't underestimate these illusions...... Any living being can be deceived by this power. Magic is an inexplicable power that no one can tell. ”

From the traces left at the scene, it can be seen that there was a real duel of life and death here. If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to imagine that a warlock has such power. The various scars left at the scene are estimated to be only made by creatures like dinosaurs and giant elephants in ancient times on earth. The masonry walls were unreasonably torn down, and the hardened ground roads were trampled and shattered by unbelievable forces, leaving one trail after another. There are even many traces of cuts that can be found, which, according to the masters, are the aftermath of the impact generated by the sonic action. This is the case when a particularly powerful warlock pushes his power to the limit.

"But...... There were no scars on her body. "How awkward Lu Wu looked, it was obvious that all kinds of traces around him proved that there was a Transformer-level battle here, but the corpse looked intact. It stands to reason that in such a violent battle, there should be no dead bodies.

"Partner, you have no idea what's going on," the master said. If the master had a human body, he must be dancing with his eyebrows at this moment, and he was excited. "The best battle in the world!"

"The best fight?"

"Yes, if we make the magic that the magic ring provides to people one," the master said. "Amber now, then, has about four or five of her magic, and this sorceress wields at least twenty-five, and her opponent," it said in an extremely fanatical tone. "At least fifty. Of course, this is just my rough estimate, but you should be able to understand that that person is very powerful. ”

Although the master was very excited, Lu Wu didn't have any special feelings. He wasn't a warlock, and it was hard to understand what the master meant by this concept. I just feel that the master seems to be interested in the power of the warlock.

In short, this time, the master accidentally ate a divine energy, so he greatly expanded his perception range, and was fortunate to witness this meteor collision with the earth-level battle.

"That...... Who the hell was she? And why was she killed?"

"Sorry, partner, I didn't know the first question. But the second question, in fact, she was not killed, but ......" The master seemed to groan for a moment, wanting to describe this unnatural phenomenon. "Suicide. ”

"Suicide?"

"Well, just now she used her strength beyond her limits. The master said. "Partner, you should be able to understand that although the cheetah can reach a maximum speed of one hundred and twenty kilometers per hour, although it can run at this speed for a maximum of a few hundred meters, and after a chase of no more than two or three minutes, the cheetah must take half an hour to adjust its breathing. There is no such thing as a perfect thing, and everything has to be paid for. The more explosive the power, the greater the price to pay in terms of recovery and duration. But this warlock. "The master is obviously referring to the dead sorceress. "She's pushing her limits and forcibly maintaining high-intensity bursts, so she's paying with her life. ”