In the next second, Moya's expression changed suddenly, and he felt that the world in front of him suddenly fell into darkness, and bursts of piercing cries frantically pierced his brain.

In a trance, Moya seemed to see miserable white faces screaming.

Countless pale palms tore at his limbs, and Moya tried to struggle, but found that he had no strength at all.

Suddenly, a face with hollow features suddenly appeared in front of him and bit down on him.

"Whew...!"

Moya woke up suddenly, and the strange scene around him disappeared in an instant, and he gasped for breath, his pupils growing.

"What the hell did you give me!"

Moya grabbed Shira's thin collar and yelled angrily at the smiling woman.

Shira did not show any dissatisfaction with Moya's gaffe, but took the initiative to guide the other party's palm, and at the same time whispered in Moya's ear in a bewitching tone:

"Didn't you say it all? Don't be in a hurry, take a closer look at your current mental power. ”

Hearing this, Moya was stunned for a moment, broke away from Sheila's arm, sat down cross-legged, and quickly entered a meditative state, and then quickly withdrew, with a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"How is it possible, my mental power has actually improved so much!"

"The bottle of potion you drank just now is called the magic elixir, it can greatly increase the spiritual power of the wizard, if it is a senior apprentice who drinks it, it is definitely not a problem to increase the spiritual power by 3 to 4 points in an instant."

Sheila stepped out of bed and slowly leaned over Moya's body, a seductive voice gradually taking over Moya's brain.

"Well, now you understand that what people said is true, right?"

Sheila's palm went around Moya's back and into his collar.

"We still have a lot of potions like magic elixir, although the effect of other potions is much worse than that of magic elixir, but it is definitely more effective than your stupid cultivation of meditation methods."

Moya looked at the defenseless Shira, his breathing gradually became rapid, and his voice became a little dry.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

"Nothing, just to help you understand what wizards really should live."

Sheila said, a glamour flashing in her eyes.

"For example, let you enjoy the pleasure of pressing the transcendent wizard under you~"

Moya's breath froze, he looked at Shira in front of him, swallowed his saliva, let out a beastly roar in his throat, and threw the bewitching woman onto the bed.

"You brought it on yourself!"

……

Following.

Moya got up from the bed with a blank face and got dressed.

"How did you feel last night?"

The white arms wrapped around Moya from behind, and a squeezing touch came from Moya.

Moya was silent and glanced aside.

I saw that the maids last night have now become a mess of flesh and blood.

Under Sheila's psychic sorcery, these ordinary human women use their bodies as complete tools.

"Why, I don't think I'm feeling sorry for them, right?"

"Just wondering how you managed to do this without the other wizards."

Moya said with a calm expression, and then, a look of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Do you still have that potion from yesterday?"

Hearing this, a subtle look of joy flashed in Sheila's eyes, and she chuckled and said:

"What a greedy little fellow, well, that's not right, should I say a majestic little fellow?"

Sheila teased Moya while lying on top of the other party and explained unhurriedly:

"Demon elixir is not such an easy thing to make, and it will also bring a great burden to your spirit, of course, as long as you come here often, we can guarantee that we will provide you with at least one bottle of magic elixir every week."

Hearing this, Mo Ya frowned.

"How do you make this potion?"

Hearing this, Sheila smiled happily, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

"Sure enough, it's a greedy little guy, but people like you."

Sheila whispered, leaning into Moya's ear and speaking in a seductive voice.

"If you want to know the recipe, come with someone."

With that, Sheila didn't care about her clothes, and just left the room, and Moya was silent for a while, and then took the initiative to follow.

The two of them walked through the corridors to the entrance of the basement floor.

"The answer you want is right behind here."

Sheila smiled and pointed to the iron door in front of her, and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Mo Ya stepped forward, and was about to push open the door when a sharp scream suddenly passed through the iron door and into Mo Ya's ears.

Moya's movements paused briefly, but then a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he took a deep breath and pushed open the iron door.

Crunch~

The dizzying smell of blood instantly rushed into Moya's nose, making him subconsciously hold his breath.

And when Mo Ya saw the scene in front of him, he was directly stunned.

I saw that there were a total of ten operating tables in the room in front of me, and a woman was bound on each operating table.

These are ten pregnant women.

Moreover, Moya just glanced at it and saw that among the ten pregnant women, the oldest one would not be more than eighteen years old, and the youngest one was probably about the same age as Ovilia.

They were rigidly restrained on the operating table, and except for the youngest one, who had obvious fear on his face, the expressions on the faces of the others were all numb.

The screams came from one of the operating tables.

I saw an expressionless maid holding a glass tube.

At the end of the glass tube, there was a bottle of pitch-black, viscous liquid.

Under Moya's gaze, the maid operated with stiff movements.

Mo Ya clearly heard that the moment those pitch-black liquids flowed into the girl's body, a piercing corrosive sound came from the other party's abdomen, and then, an extremely terrible scream, which was no longer even like what a human should have, came out of the other party's mouth.

"Ahhhh

The shrill screams only lasted for a short moment before quickly subsided, and the girl tied to the operating table struggled for only a short moment before she lost her life, leaving only a stiff expression full of horror and resentment.

Then, Moya watched as the maid took a cup and put it under the girl's corpse with an expressionless face, and let go of her hand, and the dark red liquid instantly gushed out.

- the same color as the elixir he had drunk earlier.

"The Demon Spirit Elixir uses an extremely precious potion called the Demon Spirit Grass, which is supplemented with blood to make a special liquid, and has an extremely strong ability to record mental fluctuations."

Shira smiled and walked over with a bewitching step and explained.

Therefore, as long as this liquid is stimulated with strong mental fluctuations, it is possible to create a potion that can significantly increase mental power.

Then we found that the magic elixir created by injecting this liquid into the bodies of underages who were more than five months pregnant and using the mental fluctuations caused by their desperate death in the severe pain caused by the dissolution of the fetus in their womb had the most significant effect on improving their mental power. ”

As she spoke, Shira grabbed Moya's palm, led him to an operating table, and said with a smile:

"How? Don't you really want to have a magic elixir? It just so happens that there is only one copy left in the original solution for making the magic elixir, so you can make a finished product by yourself. ”

Then, I saw Xila hook her fingers, and the maid standing on the other side was like a doll, stiffly taking out a pitch-black demon spirit essence and putting it on the operating table in front of Mo Ya.

Mo Ya didn't speak, just quietly looked at the operating table in front of him.

Tied to the operating table, it was the girl in the room who looked to be only about thirteen years old, and the only person in the room who still had obvious emotions on her face.

The girl looked at Moya and Sheila in front of her, her body trembling wildly, and her mouth bound by strips of cloth whimpered wildly.

She clearly understood what Sheila had said to Moya, and looked at Moya with a look of supplication in her terrified eyes.

Sheila on the side also stared at Moya with a dangerous glint in her eyes.

That's the real heart of her plan!

Beauty tricks, profit temptation...... How could Sheila, who had lived for hundreds of years, not understand that these things were simply not enough to be a basis for judgment.

So, from the very beginning, Sheila's killer feature was here.

If everything Moya did before was a scene, it means that his heart is the same as that hypocritical guy of Fren, then it is impossible to do it at this level, and he will definitely find all kinds of reasons to shirk it!

And if the previous actions were all decisions made by Moya's true thoughts, then there was no reason why the potion that had already tasted the benefits of the magic elixir could not be done!

This is Sheila's real method, using the bottom line of humanity to test whether Moya is pretending or really planning to betray.

Of course, there is a third possibility, that is, Moya chose to do it in order to maintain his disguise.

But this is more in line with Sheila's intentions.

After drinking the magic elixir, enjoying her body and killing the innocent maid, and making a magic elixir with her own hands, even if Mo Ya had other thoughts in his heart, he would definitely not be able to get rid of the shackles of the redemption faction!

Sheila knew this better than anyone else, for she had degenerated into a redeeming sorcerer in the first place.

Shira looked at Moya quietly, a flush of excitement on her face, and she couldn't wait to see what choice Moya would make.

Finally, after a brief silence, Moya made a move.

I saw that he picked up the Demon Spirit Essence on the side with cold eyes, and in the girl's frantic struggle, he used a glass tube to pour the Demon Spirit Essence into the other party's body.

"Woooooooooooo Whining! ”

Frightened tears flowed from the girl's eyes, and in the next second, her face suddenly turned miserable pale, and the strip of cloth in her mouth was forcibly broken free under the strong struggle.

"Ahh

A piercing scream of childishness, full of despair and fear, accompanied by a piercing corrosive sound, instantly pierced Moya's eardrums.

But he just watched it quietly from beginning to end, and even a look of excitement flashed on his face when he heard the girl's screams.

After a few seconds, the screams stopped, and Mo Ya took out the finished magic elixir according to the previous maid's practice, put it in a bottle, and asked casually:

"Is that all there is to it?"

Sheila smiled, her eyes shining with unusually high excitement, and her face couldn't help but show a flush.

"That's right! That's it, dear, you've done fantastic! ”

She laughed wantonly, laughing so happily that she couldn't help but stick to Moya's body, eager to have a passionate collision with him now.

It's perfect!

Sheila shouted excitedly in her heart.

This guy in front of you, it's just perfect, no... It should be said that it is exactly the posture of the "wizard" of her dreams!

That's right, that's right!

There was no longer any suspicion in Shira's eyes when she looked at Moya, only greedy madness.

She was convinced.

The man in front of her was the "wizard" she had ever seen that best met the requirements of the Redeeming Wizards.

Moya watched all of this, his gaze unusually calm.

He glanced at the corpse beside him, looking at the frightened and distorted expression on the face of the corpse of the girl who was only about thirteen years old, and at the pupils of the other party, which had lost their light.

From beginning to end, he could see what was in the girl's eyes, and he didn't know why the other party thought that, maybe it was just a child's intuition?

Moya knew very well that from just now, this kid ......

- has been begging him for help.

……