When he had previously scanned the terrain with the help of his brain and ghosts, he had discovered a swamp gas buried beneath the swamp. The hand of dirt used earlier was not intended to break through Karenna's sorcery barrier by relying on a mere one-star sorcery, but was only used to pump out the mire above the gas reservoir, allowing a large amount of released biogas to fully mix with the air and reach a critical density of explosion.

Unscrewed a tube of mana potion and drank it, Jiang Feng felt his tired spirit recover a little. Urging the magic stone to launch sorcery through spiritual resonance would take a lot of toll on the spirit, but it was the only way he wanted to unleash one-star sorcery at the moment.

Waiting for the surface temperature to cool down, Jiang Feng took out the Galaxy K1 from the storage space and walked towards the location of the center of the explosion.

The tombstone was blown to pieces, and tentacle fragments flew everywhere, leaving only the flesh at the root oozing a trace of waxy pus, and large swaths of flesh were charred black. Lying in the middle of the black mud floor, Karena could no longer see any traces of charm on her body at this moment, only a large piece of charred rotten flesh remained, and her lower limbs could even be seen white bones after being blown off.

Surprising vitality.

If it were an ordinary person, with an injury of this magnitude, let alone lying there panting, it would be enough to die twice.

Jiang Feng used his brain to evaluate the damage coefficient of the previous explosion.

If the damage is simply calculated, the power of this level of explosion has reached the scope of three-star witchcraft.

Gasping slightly, looking at Jiang Feng who was walking towards her, Karina said in a grim tone.

"I am the elder of the Sarbanes-Oxley family, do you know the consequences of killing me!"

"I don't know, so what?"

Without any nonsense, Jiang Feng aimed at Karina's forehead and pulled the trigger.

A bloody hole was printed in her forehead, and Karena's whole body twitched for a moment, and her pupils gradually faded. Without the protection of a sorcery shield, the mass bullet pierced through her skull without any suspense, ending her pupils.

Turning off the insurance, Jiang Feng was about to squat down to examine the corpse.

saw a black air flow drill out from the bloody hole in front of his forehead, and he was caught off guard and slammed into his chest

With a muffled snort, Jiang Feng took two steps back, and the pale blue dialog box was instantly projected in the field of vision.

【Warning! Negative mental energy invasion. 】

[...... in the analysis of damage types]

[Confirmed as curse, the user's metabolic function decreases by 20%, wound healing ability decreases by 50%, and mental power decreases by 10......]

【Warning! Negative energy is eroding the user's nervous system...... It is recommended that the user lift the curse within twenty-four hours, otherwise there may be permanent damage to the brain tissue. 】

"Curse backlash? Careless. ”

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and Jiang Feng reached out to wipe it away.

In the collection of the Vallan Alchemists' Guild, he vaguely remembered seeing a few lines of description. Some dark wizards who cultivate negative energy will engrave vicious spells into their souls, which are not usually activated, and once their lives are in danger, they will automatically complete the spells, and the curses written into the soul will be devoured by the opponent.

It was extremely troublesome to encounter this type of curse, but for a wizard like Jiang Feng who was proficient in curse techniques and potion refining, it was not impossible to solve it.

"It's like a fart bug, pinching the stench of a hand that still remains." Secretly scolding, Jiang Feng took out a tranquility elixir from the space ring and quickly drank it.

A cool feeling slid through his throat, and then surged to the center of his eyebrows, enveloping the black negative spiritual energy condensed in the sea of consciousness.

Not daring to waste time, Jiang Feng took a deep breath, quickly squatted down, and began to recover the loot from the black-robed witch's body.

Four hundred low-level magic stones, probably used to arrange some kind of enchantment, but before they could be used, it was cheaper for Jiang Feng, and the secret feast had already returned on the first day. As for the other witchcraft props, most of them were destroyed in the explosion, and only one frost ring was still intact and was thrown into the space ring by Jiang Feng.

As for the space earrings engraved with the Sarbanes' family crest, Jiang Feng didn't dare to keep them, but just took the magic stones and witchcraft scrolls contained inside, as well as a few parchment books that recorded witchcraft models, and then threw the earrings out fiercely and threw them into the mist.

The one-star witch who was ravaged to death by her tentacles had nothing of value on her body, except for a dozen or so low-level magic stones, only a necklace that had been broken, and there was a faint fluctuation of magic power remaining, thinking that it should be some kind of witchcraft prop for defense.

Even the tentacle didn't let go, before Jiang Feng left, he cut off a small piece of flesh-red tissue from it and threw it into the petri dish he carried with him as a sample for further study.

After doing this, Jiang Feng took out a burning potion and poured it on Karina's body. After making sure that the residual methane gas in the surrounding air would not cause a secondary explosion, he threw a fireball and incinerated the corpse.

After glancing at the raging flames, Jiang Feng cautiously confirmed that there were no clues left at the scene that could find him, and then he turned around and crawled out of the giant pit and walked towards his group of helpless servants.

There is no need to worry about being tracked by hidden witchcraft in the secret realm, but no one can be sure that the Sarbanes-Oxley family has other one-star wizards in this secret realm. Boulder Town was next to the Thorn Wasteland, and he didn't want to provoke a wizard family, so it was better to leave quickly.

Murder in the feast of secret laws will not be investigated? If you really have to believe it, that's called a stupid fork.

Jiang Feng bet that he really let the Cybanes family know that their elder died at his own hands, and it was impossible not to take revenge on himself to the death.

But now he doesn't want to worry about it, he must immediately find a quiet place to retreat and lift the curse on himself. He didn't want to use his body to try what would happen if he let that vicious negative energy stay in his body for twenty-four hours.

Facing Jiang Feng, who was walking towards him, the expressions on the faces of the three senior knights were a little embarrassed.

In the duel between wizards and wizards, these people can't help at all, but will become a burden. The explosion just now was that they didn't even have a chance to draw their swords, and they were knocked out by the shock wave of the explosion.

"Master, your body ......"

Looking at the faint blood marks on the corners of Jiang Feng's mouth, Misha was slightly stunned and stepped forward.

"I'm fine," interrupting Misha's words, Jiang Feng glanced at the fog around him and said expressionlessly, "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's leave here immediately." ”

With that, he walked on.

Looking at Jiang Feng's back, Misha bit her plump lip, lowered her head and silently said thank you, following behind him. Flying in the air, the Wraith One had already scanned the map of the area, and after determining the direction, the group continued on the road, heading towards the edge of the swamp.

Just more than three hours after Jiang Feng left, a figure quickly landed in the center of the giant crater, looking around anxiously. Finally, his pupils dilated slightly, and his shoulders trembled as he threw himself down in front of a charred corpse.

"Karina? No, it can't be! This is not true! ”

As soon as he received the distress signal, he rushed over from the neighborhood, but unexpectedly, he was still a step too late.

With a flash of anger in his pupils, he jerked to his feet, the magical elements in the air tumbling and rolling, condensing a white frost on the land that had been finished.

"Don't let me know who you are! I swear by the glory of House Sarbanes, and when I find you, I will burn your soul in the flames for a thousand years! No, 10,000 years! ”

Patches of frost condensed from the rolling white mist, like snowfall in December.

What he didn't know was that the tiny camera left next to the mutilated tombstone faithfully recorded all this......