Chapter 41: The Victims

"Master?" behind Master Sigma, a mage's assistant cautiously stepped forward.

"Shhhh โ€

The super-mage made a gesture of silence, and because of his professional reasons, he had not seen sunlight for many years, and his face, which seemed too pale, flushed with a blush, as if he was worried about disturbing the sleeping baby, and said in a whispered low voice:

"As far as I know, in this world, many, many creatures have the ability to fake their death, and they are usually divided into two situations. The hunter uses it to paralyze the prey, and the prey uses it to deceive the hunter. โ€

"Forehead......" The mage assistant looked dazed, as if he couldn't keep up with his rhythm.

"Do you think it's a hunter or a prey?" As Master Sigma spoke, within the dark pillar of fire, a ball of plasma slowly moved over and levitated in front of the man.

Seeing that the plasma was in front of him, the mage had inexplicable palpitations, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously before stammering:

"Hunter, hunter, huh?"

"Then guess what it's going to hunt when it takes this form?" said the Hyper Magister as he quietly took a step back, his left hand slowly but firmly pressing down on his shoulder.

Sigma ...... Great, master?"

After the assistant felt the pressure on his left shoulder, his heart suddenly cooled, and he looked behind him for help, and got a cold gaze from the super magister like ice.

"Look at it carefully and don't blink. โ€

"But......" The mage suddenly felt that his legs were so weak that he could barely stand, and he was frightened, and hurriedly looked around. It seems to be expecting someone to save him.

"Relax. Look at it. Don't be afraid, open your heart and obey my commands...... Keep your eyes open and stare at yourself, that's your mission now. โ€

Master Sigma's eyes lit up with a hint of scarlet color, and in his blue pupils, a few clear runes were fleeting. At the same time, the former mage's assistant suddenly had a spasm in his body, and he looked like he was almost collapsing on the spot, but he miraculously quickly stood up.

This time. The timidity on his face had disappeared, leaving only the numbness and sluggishness of a puppet:

"Yes. โ€

The man's gaze locked on the plasma in the pillar of fire, staring straight ahead, in his mind, observing this mass of plasma had become his life's mission.

"Good. โ€

The Superior Magus withdrew his right hand with satisfaction, and in the process, the surrounding mages not only did not say a word, but also did not raise any objections to his approach, as if they had become accustomed to it.

Compared to the rest, Sigma himself has no mental burden. As one of the few ultra-mages in Antlasu, he has several research projects closely related to the fate of the empire. Behind him are countless disciples and students, and his status is so honorable.

Even if Emperor Romulus came in person, he had to politely shout the master, where can he bow down to everything, just let others do the dangerous things, he will not risk himself.

Although it is a bit cold to say, it is the greatest credit to the super mage to retain a useful body in the war.

"Master ......"

The assistant who was controlled by the spirit suddenly approached the plasma, and his dull expression fluctuated a little, and he muttered: "I found out, inside...... There's something ......."

"What's that!?" Master Sigma drew attention.

"It seems...... It's some irregular graphics...... It's weird......"

"Figures!?How can there be patterns in the plasma?" another mage's assistant couldn't resist his curiosity, and quickly stepped forward, apparently intending to confirm his colleague's words for himself.

Before he could step forward, a sudden, mountain-heavy huge telekinetic force instantly pushed it out, pressing against the wall on the other side, making it unable to move.

"Ahem, big, master!?"

Before the man could figure out the situation, he was slapped on the wall like a fly by an invisible force, holding his stomach in doubt, he coughed and leaned behind him, but as soon as his neck was twisted at an angle, he was pressed back by Nianli.

"Be in awe of the unknown and remember my words. โ€

The voice of the super mage came coldly, and before he could respond, the mage's assistant noticed that the pressure on his body was light, and he fell to the ground with a wolf bรจi.

"Sue me, what do you see?" Ignoring the dead disciple, Sigma refocused his attention on the hapless man in front of him.

I don't know if it's because of being too focused, the assistant who was mentally controlled was already dripping with sweat drops on his face, and his breathing rate had nearly doubled, and he replied with some difficulty:

"Irregular patterns...... A lot...... Lots of wriggling lines...... It's going to be very fast...... Can't see clearly......"

"Listen, I don't need these vague fragments. The Super Magister's expression was solemn, and his voice suddenly became more and more ethereal, and with an irreversible magical power, he continued:

"I want you to see it at any cost!"

"Compliance...... Yes!"

The man's sluggish facial features showed a hint of struggle, and he instantly regained his composure, staring at the plasma in the pillar of fire, and replied intermittently:

"Countless disordered threads...... Countless irregular cuts of meat...... Huge Shadow ...... Black Sun ...... I saw it! I saw it!"

Speaking of this, his voice suddenly became high-pitched, the bruises on his face were exposed, and the beads of sweat under his chin, earlobes, and forehead fell like rain.

"What did you see!" Master Sigma hurriedly asked.

The mage's assistant who was accused of spirit widened his eyes, revealing bloodshot eyeballs, as if he was suffering from this kind of torture, and said in pain:

"The sea!"

"You see the sea?"

"Many, many ...... Countless terrifying creatures rise from the sea...... Swirling Starlight ...... Submerged continents...... And also...... Flesh and blood form the sun ......"

The painful ** grew louder and louder, then turned into a roar of despair, and finally was already a crazy laugh:

"I hear you...... There was a voice...... A voice spoke in my ear...... Hahaha! Who's it?"

In the face of such a strange expression from his colleagues, the mages in the entire temporary research institute could no longer deliberately keep their composure, and they were in an uproar in an instant, and the discussions began one after another:

"What's the secret in that blood?"

"Curse! It must be some kind of curse! I must find out!"

"Idiot, didn't you hear Master Sigma, don't look!"

......

"yes, I see...... You are my master...... Great ......"

The growler's voice grew muffled, and Master Sigma could clearly see that large dark green scales began to emerge from his sweat-soaked body. At the same time, a terrifying power that shocked the super magister began to take root and spread in the opponent's body.

"I see...... It is more accurate to describe it than a curse, but a plague. โ€

Sigma narrowed her eyes slightly, and a cluster of flames appeared from her fingertips, floating towards the rapidly alienating mage in front of her, igniting it, and the flame was just a little at first, and then spread to the opponent's whole body in an instant.

But in a breath, the humanoid monster faded into the raging flames, leaving nothing behind.

However, the expression of the super magister did not return to calm, but became more solemn, because ...... In his ear, a strange voice whispered in an obscure foreign language...... (To be continued......)