The hoarse voice made Icarus's soul tremble, he hadn't heard his name mentioned in a long time.

His gaze looked at the place where the Tsar's body had fallen, and he felt a very evil aura awakening. The breath made him shudder. Even he, who had already fused with the black mist, seemed to be far from being the opponent of that aura.

"I have to say, the old man underestimated you at the beginning!" The hoarse voice gradually became mellow, and only then did Icarus, or Lossville, react, this voice didn't sound in his sea of knowledge, and there were still people here?

Without giving him a chance to think about it, with the wave of his tentacle, Lossville was thrown out of a distance of twenty or thirty meters, and the blood stained the sand, but the sand seemed to come to life and began to devour the blood that had passed him.

"Being able to crawl out of the ghost gate, you are the first one you have seen from the old man, how about it, are you interested in making a deal with the old man?" A rickety figure stepped out of the darkness.

First of all, his face can be seen to be human, but the back of his head is protruding for a long time, and his cheeks are crawling with dark cuticles, making him look more like a native of the Taaffe Empire.

His hands looked normal, and under the loose black cloak, there were dense golden tentacles, which he used to attack when he attacked him before.

This is actually a half-human, half-worm existence.

Lossville frowned, this person's state is even weirder than his own, he must not take it lightly, thinking of this, he covered the wounds on his body, slowly got up, and used his vitality to recover the injuries on his body.

"Who are you? What do you want to trade? Lossville asked vigilantly as he healed his wounds.

"Sure enough, young people still need to master a lot of knowledge, the old man is very interested in the situation of your resurrection, if you tell me the information about it, the old man will let you go." The half-human, half-worm old man had a kind smile on his face, and he seemed so kind, just like the kind old man next door.

"What if I say no?" Lossville withdrew the palm on his chest, he still didn't know what kind of medicine this person was selling in his gourd, such a person appeared here, no matter how he looked at it, it was weird.

"Sure enough, the young people are all strong in blood!" The black-robed old man smiled sadly: "If you are not willing to cooperate, the old man can only kill you and study it himself." ”

This is also the reason why Ikaria has fallen asleep in the fragment of the Heart of Magic, otherwise she would have been surprised to find that her grandfather, whom she had deeply feared, was still alive.

Lossville slowly flew into the air, and he distanced himself from the strange old man, who exuded an oppressive force even greater than that of the Tsar. It made him feel suffocated all the time. Could it be that this is also a being who is close to the gods?

Lossville didn't want to believe it, perhaps............

He looked at the remains of the Tsar.

Maybe............ It is impossible to say what connection this old man had with the Tsar.

"It's useless to blindly escape, old decay can make you die once, and it can make you die a second time." The old man laughed twice. Immediately after, his body seemed to melt, melting into the shadows around him.

“？！” Lossville looked around vigilantly, his eyes of death scanning, but he couldn't find the old man's figure.

"It's strange, I've already remembered his breath of life, why? But you can't sense him? Lossville was still looking around, but behind him, a dark shadow had changed to the old man's appearance.

“！！！” The aura of danger gave Lossville no time to think about it, so he hurried forward. A black glow grazed his vest, tearing a wound in his back.

How did he do it?

There was a solemn look in Lossville's eyes, not to mention that the old man was able to evade his own detection at will, his strange attack method alone was already unguardable, and the combination of these two points made even Lossville feel a pressure.

At the same time as he pounced forward, Lossville picked up his sniper rifle and shot it at the position where the old man had appeared before him when he rolled, but unfortunately, there was no old man there, and this shot could only hurt air.

Before Lossville could adjust his body, the figure of the old man had reappeared behind him, and dozens of twisted black rays had already covered the space around him.

"Puff puff ............"

Lossville's body was pierced by black rays in many places, and weirdly, these black rays began to squirm violently.

Lossville felt dizzy, he felt the abilities and magic in his body were passing quickly, he quickly broke free of the dancing black light, and distanced himself from the old man again.

"Who the hell are you?" Lossville stared at the old man, for fear that in a trance, he would disappear again.

"Who am I? You don't even know who the old man is? Looks like you've been a fool before! The old man smiled sadly: "In that case, then let me tell you, the old man is the first master of Phil Haiz, Liwak Phil ............"

"Phil......, Phil?!" Lossville looked at his necklace in surprise, and then at the old man.

"Ikaria, it's my granddaughter." Liwak Phil's face showed an expression of hatred: "She and his father are stupid guys, if they really listen to my arrangement, now, the Phil family will be the most powerful family in the world." ”

Lossville's face was a little ugly, and he was now almost certain that the reason why Ikaria would become a tribute had nothing to do with the old guy in front of him.

"I'm curious, I've seen your corpse, how the hell did you come back to life?" Liwak Phil's eyes showed interest.

"Curious? Sorry, no comment. A large black mist suddenly appeared from Lossville's body, enveloping him.

"Looks like you haven't figured out the situation yet!" Livak Phil shook his head, and a strong golden glow suddenly emanated from his eyes, which did not embarrass Icarus, but shrouded the fragments of the Tsar's broken corpse.

"Since you have made a wedding dress for me, don't waste this last bit of flesh and blood."

The remains of the Tsar shriveled up at a rate visible to the naked eye, while Livak Phil's body began to undergo a drastic transformation.

His arms were replaced by more than a dozen golden tentacles. His body was densely covered with a layer of golden armor, and three pairs of translucent pointed wings appeared on his back, and the wings vibrate, causing him to float in the air.

His eyes became compound like insects, and two sets of sharp thorns grew under his ribs.

Perhaps, now he can no longer be called a person.