Blood splattered, dripping onto the neatly cut black stone floor, drawing a series of red marks on a mirror-smooth black background.

Lizzie's face was frighteningly pale, and she watched in shock as her body changed under the influence of magic. In just a few seconds, a large amount of bright red color seeped from under the girl's bloodless skin, like a python wrapped around her body, tightly strangling her thin limbs.

As if she was seriously ill, her trembling body could not even support the weight of her own body, and she fell to her knees after only two steps. The sound of intermittent breathing was extremely heavy, but the rapid breathing did not allow her to absorb enough oxygen, but her vision was blurred due to the lack of oxygen.

Even though she had "killed" herself countless times in the past, Lizzie had never felt such a vivid pain—as if she was going to cut off the flesh along the blood vessels piece by piece, as if she was about to split her body with an invisible blade, and the sharp pain made her curl up like a shrimp on the ground.

The black clothes were almost completely soaked with sweat, but this viscous, fishy-smelling liquid was more like "plasma" than "sweat". At a glance, she sank into a bloody figure in the blink of an eye, and fell to the ground convulsing incessantly.

Everyone present had also seen a lot of chaotic scenes, and several of them had just stepped down from the front line of flesh and blood, and they were still wearing bandages to stop bleeding urgently. But even so, anyone would be surprised to see a girl rushing out covered in blood.

The old man, who had wanted to ask Dean François something, stepped back and made way for Lizzie, who was running into an empty corner. And when he saw the blood splashing on his body, he immediately hurried to get closer to Lizzie. Look what's wrong with her.

However, he was blocked by several hexagonal walls of light, and several crooked branch-like magic circuits extended from the fallen girl's side. Depicted a simple Rubik's Cube. Lizzie had barely managed to complete the spell with the last of her senses, and the ensuing pain made her almost unconscious on the spot.

Never before had I felt such horrible pain. It even made Lizzie feel like she was really going to die - maybe it would be easier to die now than to be tortured. Cheng Dù, who was about to feel different pains, even gave her the idea of using spells to kill herself.

Lizzie felt as if something was in her body, scurrying wildly in her internal organs, trying to come out from within. It was as if his head was about to burn, and he could hardly think, but the sensations in his limbs became strangely sensitive.

"Damn, that's the case?"

Lizzie collapsed to the ground, gasping weakly, and when she saw someone trying to come forward, she immediately opened her mouth and shouted, "Stay away from me! My current situation is very dangerous, cough cough, something is in my body, hurry up before it comes out-cough cough!"

In order to say these words. Lizzie was almost ready to use her last bit of strength, and before she could fully say the words, a dark red liquid squirted out of her throat. With great difficulty, she poured the chaotic magic into the Rubik's Cube, supporting the protective wall that separated herself from the others.

Nausea and vomiting continued to hit her esophagus, but Lizzie didn't even have the strength to spit out all the darkness that was churning in her body. I could only vaguely feel that the thick flowing blood of my body was mixed with something unnatural, and they were churning wildly.

Just when her ability to think was almost broken, she seemed to have figured out a lot of things—her body was slow to recover, precisely because there was something lurking in her body. His body is constantly being damaged. Therefore, there will be no recovery until "death".

Although her sanity had become blurred in the constant pain, Lizzie remembered what she had found in the City Hall building at the time. The bodies of the men were torn apart, leaving only mutilated flesh and bones that appeared to have been torn from within.

It is conceivable that the monsters that attacked the town hall before infiltrated the defensive circle in this way. Something like that is also mixed in someone's blood. At the end of the meeting, the monster hidden in their bodies tore open their bodies and rushed into the venue to start a fight.

Judging by how she fought the flesh-and-blood monster. A well-trained spellbook can destroy it cleanly. However, if all the guards fail to notice the danger, the monsters can often have the upper hand.

That's just the way it is. No matter how much Lizzie looks back at the situation, she can only conclude that "Sain Democracon's monster almost wiped out the staff of the town hall". Worst-case scenario. It may be to bury the seeds in the few people who have become key, as they are now.

However, Lizzie could not imagine how Sain Democlera had implanted the monster into the civil servants, just as she did not know how she had been controlled by the spell. The only thing she could think of was the red that poured into the town hall like a tidal wave - but if it really had anything to do with it, then all those who had ever been exposed to the afterglow were in danger, and might even become an unstable element in spreading the danger.

There is some information that can be ascertained - such as the malice flowing in his body was not intended to erupt at this time. Liqi could clearly feel that after stepping into the Silver Tower, they were disturbed by the magic around them, and there was no way to continue to hide in their bodies.

Especially after stepping into the center of the Silver Tower, the rejection reaction became more obvious, and the magic flowing around him was repelling those things in his body and trying to strangle them. The source of the qiē is the rock that floats on the central pedestal, and the magic that should be gentle becomes aggressive the moment it touches Liqi, and it does not hide its disgust at the "darkness" embedded in Liqi's body, and it can't wait to destroy it.

The moon is magical, and a large part of the world's magic is maintained by the only remaining moon and moon rings. Of course, the moonstone that fell to the ground also possessed the power of Cheng Dù, and just one sealed fragment was enough to keep all the Rubik's Cubes in the academy running.

But what is it about the magic that represents the phases of the moon that makes them so aggressive towards the things in her body? Lizzie has not found any records of moonstone fragments in many books in the past, after all, just a small piece of these rare treasures is enough to leave a mark on history. She didn't know what the special properties of the stone were, other than the sheer amount of magic it possessed.

Lizzie remembers that Curt once said that when you are in trouble, don't give up thinking, because when you give up thinking, you often lose your life. As much as she wanted to continue thinking about the tactics of the enemy mage, the intense pain left her thoughts in the blink of an eye, empty chaos.

The body has reached its limit, and being able to keep thinking before may be just a return to the light - even a "miracle". Lizzie could clearly feel her veins explode, hot blood oozing out of her body, flowing to the outside with the burning sensation.

Not being hot doesn't just stop at the "feeling", the liquid that flows out of her body is indeed burning, and the dancing fire wraps around Lizzie's body, incinerating her. And as if she had given up, she poured the magic of participation into the Rubik's Cube in one breath, so that the wall was opened to the maximum.

At the last moment of complete disconnection, Lizzie couldn't help but want to laugh at herself for erecting the wall with her last strength. After all, this is the core area of Cruise François, and as soon as the "Wind of the Twelve Directions" thinks about it, the air around him will immediately build a wall according to his wishes.

Why, then, did the sorcerer not make the slightest movement until the end? Before she could think about it, Lizzie's last consciousness dissipated.

Boom!

Immediately, everyone heard the sound of gas leaking, and a violent eruption ensued, and blood-red flames engulfed Liqi's figure in an instant. The air seemed to condense into a solid piece, but the flames kept rolling, engulfing most of the space that Lizzie had cut off.

The shield made of pale mana was torn open by the explosion, and then it cracked inch by inch, dissipating into the air like glittering dust. Raging flames erupted from the gap, leaving behind it only black debris that had been burned to the point of being unremarkable.

The blood-colored flames burned brightly, but they didn't feel the slightest heat, which made those who approached it feel a chill in their hearts. Dancing light and shadow swirled in the air, and finally slowly condensed into a "fireball" with the appearance of a human being, suspended in the air.

It was only then that Cruise François reacted and tapped his finger lightly. In an instant, the obelisks erected throughout the room flashed with columns of illegible ancient characters, separating the "flames" that burst from Lizzie's body from the rest of the people.

The air swelled at his manipulation, and a slight flow of air enveloped the humanoid flame, but it failed to extinguish it. The people standing next to Dean François looked as if they were frightened by what had just happened, and they all looked at the other side with a look of horror.

Feeling the surprised gaze of everyone, it opened its mouth proudly and spat out a somewhat hoarse voice: "Oh, it's been a long time, Dean François." It's been almost a month since the last battle at Wigginas Monastery - it seems that you and your"

Before it could finish speaking, it heard a soft "poof-" sound, but its head suddenly exploded, and the flame dust fluttered everywhere, blocking its voice in its throat. (To be continued......)