Lizzie's attitude was clear, she felt that Hermia and Calrota had little to do with the corpses, and that it was only after they arrived that the remnants of the sorcerers were released.

She took two quick steps through the quarantine area that had been deliberately set up by the mages, and then approached the corpse of a sorcerer lying on the ground. He had been dead for a long time, and even the body was already cold, and all he could see was blackened blood oozing from under his wet robes.

It is said that the Academy lost contact with some of the mages stationed in the city of Cutrice, just as a red cloud was gathering over the city. It is believed that they were attacked at that time, and the person who attacked them was most likely not from the remnants of the True Eye.

Lizzie crouched down and reached out her pale hand to the torn pieces on the ground, examining them piece by piece. Seeing her serious appearance, she was not afraid that her hands would be soiled by those half-coagulated blood, but sometimes she used simple spells to clean up the bodily fluids on it, and continued to devote herself to the work of examining the dead bodies on the ground, as if everyone else's eyes were only air, and she didn't need to care at all.

Soon, beside the girl in black, there was a small pile of flesh fragments stacked on top of each other, and at first glance it looked like a pile of meat pieces that had not been unloaded from the loading truck. However, it is clear to everyone that these pieces of meat do not come from the bodies of any kind of domestic animals.

"Come, all of you, come and see the pieces of meat that are left. ”

After looking at it for a while, she suddenly stood up and distributed the collected flesh and blood scraps to the nearby mages: "Pay attention especially to these places, these incisions were not cut by an external force, but were torn from the inside out by some force in their bodies. ”

Perhaps these wounds look in the eyes of ordinary people. Probably just the damage caused by the sharp blade, or maybe the wound was a little scary. But Lizzie wouldn't forget the shape of these wounds so lightly - because it wasn't that long ago. They also appear in themselves.

The section of the wound was opened with a knife, and beneath the smooth incision was some kind of dark red fragment that had dried up. Around this fragment there are also a large number of tiny crimson crystals. It was a crystal similar to the one found in the stronghold of the Eye of True Sight, and there was a strange power surging in it.

But the power in these crystals was almost exhausted, and all of them emitted a faint red shimmer. The mages who were the carriers seemed unable to withstand the effects of these powers, dying before it could fully take effect, and their power eventually flowed into nothingness.

Sain Democlera used these crystal fragments to carry the "blood of chaos" that he extracted from the blood of the Slots, which he then used as a medium to spread. These sorcerers may not even know that they are being plotted by their enemies, and they all fall before they can react.

However, death is not all, when the blood flowing in their bodies is infected by the forces of chaos, it will cause them to develop in an uncontrollable direction. That kind of power is something that even a sorcerer can't control. A force that is rougher than the primordial mana will turn them into monsters.

Perhaps it should be said that only some of them will become monsters - because the vast majority of their bodies will be consumed by the raging blood as fuel for their strength. The highly condensed energy stimulates the body, tearing apart the flesh that cannot withstand the power of the monster.

These sorcerers were the ones who didn't turn into monsters, their limbs twisted, and their flesh torn from their bodies in large chunks. However, their bodies do not yet have alien qualities, and they do not melt directly into black fluids in a short period of time like most infected people.

It is likely that the people who came after them stopped this process, and the method they used was probably to use violent means to directly erase the mages infected by the "Bloodline of Chaos". Powerful spells crush fragile bodies, killing the already mutated mages.

Obviously, they knew how to deal with the monster that Sain Democla had created. And it can destroy them all in a very short time.

"Miss Leinster, you mean to say that the man who attacked our companion was Sein Democlave or his fellow magicians. And their purpose is to make us lose control of the city, or even something like that happened in the Silver Yao Tower?"

Just when Lizzie wanted to continue the explanation. A sorcerer abruptly interrupted her and hurriedly expressed his opinion. What he was talking about in the "Silver Tower" was undoubtedly a reference to the fact that Lizzie's body was set on fire by Sein Democra's spell and created his own avatar - in the eyes of many, she had indeed lost her life to the enemy's plot.

Although Dean Cruise François seemed to know everything about what was happening. There was no mention of Lizzie's strange "resurrection from the dead", but the confusion never disappeared from the sorcerers' heads. Opposite. They were curious about what had happened, after all, they all knew that the flame avatar was genuine. And Lizzie's burned body did indeed lose signs of life.

No one can be burned to charcoal and then regain his ability to move as if unscathed, in fact, he may not be able to maintain even basic life. Not even the spells of the school of the dead could resuscitate the shards that had been burned to ashes into puppets, let alone other schools of magic.

But not only was Lizzie unharmed, but she was also following them alive, and it seemed that her body was probably much better than most of the people present. She was able to rummage through corpse fragments without hesitation, and even raised a portion of her fingers to clean up in the turbulence of magic.

This made their doubts even more obvious, and they had tried many times along the way, consciously or unconsciously, but none of them seemed so explicit. His tone was aggressive, as if he wanted Lizzie to immediately explain what had happened.

Was this due to curiosity as a sorcerer, or was it purely driven by research**? Whatever the reason, Lizzie didn't detect kindness in his eyes, and all of them just revealed some kind of unconcealed hostility, which made her quite puzzled.

"I didn't mean that, after all, I wasn't there at the time - and Hermia and Gerrota had only arrived here after the qiē had happened. ”

Lizzie pursed her lips, noncommittal to the sorcerer's aggressive attitude: "Of course, the specific situation may need to be investigated further, but I think you are all experts in this area, and you probably won't mind using your own hands to investigate the characteristics of the enemy's spells, right? ”

In normal times, Lizzie would have punched the sorcerer in the nose, and his weird attitude made her feel quite irritated. But the current situation obviously does not allow her to mess up with her temperament, and even if it is unpleasant, she can only endure it as much as possible.

With that, she threw a severed limb still in her hand at the sorcerer's hand—perhaps it would be better to smash it into his face. The speed was comparable to a stone thrown by a catapult, and if it weren't for the other party's timely reaction, he might have been wet with blood.

"Look at these crystals! If your eyes weren't there to catch your breath, you could see that these things at least gave a clear indication of the cause of their deaths. She said in a low voice, sounding like venting her frustration, "I've given you quite a bit of information before, including these near-crystals taken from the victims, which grow in the blood of all the infected. ”

The bright red crystals glow faintly in the dim environment, looking like some kind of gem, exuding the brilliance of a specific magical power. If it weren't for the strange powers inside them that were too dangerous, they would still be a good material as a catalyst for magic.

Blood is the currency of life, and the blood of any living thing is a high-priced catalyst, and the "Chaotic Bloodline", which is full of primordial power, is naturally the best among them. It was by using their power that Sain Democlera was able to control those spells with ease.

Of course, they're also dangerous, and it's unlikely that even the most daring sorcerer would be willing to use them casually to cast spells. The blood affected by chaos is already full of ferocious power, and forcibly using magic to drive it will only make them more unstable.

When using these powers, the slightest carelessness will be devoured by them, and the slightest one will be seriously injured, and the more severe will even directly lead the body to be disintegrated by the chaos surging in the darkness. With the Eyes of Truth as real objects, Sain Democlera became a lot more cautious in using them.

He had obviously noticed that the power of these things was not something that humans could control lightly, but there was no way to stop using it. This is the biggest reason why he dares to stir up chaos in the Osataria Dominion, these unstable forces can easily crush the enemy, and the possible side effects are huge, but in the face of the huge smile, he can only temporarily turn a blind eye to them.

Bang!

Just as Lizzie was about to continue, another roar in the sky interrupted her words—a crimson lightning bolt fell directly on the nearby houses, igniting the wooden structure in one fell swoop. The flames of the rising were swirling with blood-colored residue, and the spread of light made the rain seem to turn blood-red.

No, it's not "as if" it has become blood-red, and the raindrops that fall from the sky have somehow become as sticky as blood, filled with a disgusting smell of blood. (To be continued......)