As soon as Mr. Winslow's words fell, Alan heard a sudden "pop" behind his head.

Alan looked back to find Frey on his knees. A stream of water arose from under his feet and flowed along the pattern on the ground to Mr. Winslow.

"Oh...... Oh, this magic...... It's earth elemental nature......" Mr. Winslow closed his eyes, and the wand of stealing in his hand suddenly turned red, "Although there is only a small part, but judging by this purity and quality, it seems to be a child from the Wagbean family......"

Frey gasped for air, his head on the ground shaking and unable to move. Within moments, the magic in his body and wand was drained, and he lay on his side on the ground, fainting.

"It's not...... It doesn't seem like it's 'blood bondage'......" Cynthia whispered again, "That forbidden magic only has a binding effect on people, and it can't take away the magic...... He seems to have inserted some strange snippet of a spell into it......"

"I remember...... Magic that can directly affect the human body is forbidden except for medical magic...... And taking magic directly from others is not allowed......" Alan whispered.

"That's right, it's not blood, but it's also taboo...... And it's a taboo of taboos!" Mr. Winslow looked up at them and said, "You can only move forward if you keep improving the old things...... No one can stop me!"

"Left door!" Cynthia shouted.

"Heh, whatever you want. Mr. Winslow sneered and closed his eyes again, "I taught you...... Only those who possess power are qualified to judge others. ”

Alan was stunned when he heard this, as if he suddenly understood the source of Cynthia's long-standing obsession, that obsession with power......

"Then ...... next," Mr. Winslow muttered again, and the same happened at Cynthia's feet.

"Bastard, I won't let you get away with it!" Cynthia immediately began chanting a spell, trying to use magic to stop Mr. Winslow.

But the strange thing is that the incantation has been chanted for a long time, but there is no sign of magic activation, but Cynthia feels dizzy and almost falls to the ground.

"Oh, pointless struggle...... Mr. Winslow sneered, "do you think it's as simple as you just can't move?"

Alan was shocked when he saw this, and immediately understood something: the barrier that Mr. Winslow had planted with his blood could not only restrict people's movements, but also absorb the magic of others in conjunction with the strange patterns on the ground. Moreover, those who are absorbed by his magic will enter a state similar to exhaustion, unable to resist at all......

"Then can't you just wait for death on the spot......" Alan panicked in his heart.

"Well, you're my titular granddaughter, so I might as well give you a nice reminder...... "Mr. Winslow added, "and the more you struggle in this enchantment, the faster your magic will drain...... If you lose a lot of mana in an instant, you ...... You know the consequences!"

Although Cynthia was extremely distrustful of Mr. Winslow, what he said at this moment did not seem to be intimidating...... She did have an uncomfortable reaction just now.

"Hmm...... Unbelievably physique, I can feel the magic of five different elemental properties flowing in at once......" Mr. Winslow said, "I'm really getting more and more interested in who you are...... What a strange fate......"

At this point, Mr. Winslow stopped talking, as if he had quickened his mana slightly, and it wasn't long before Cynthia fell to the ground like Frey.

And then there's Alyssa.

"Oh...... Wind and water elements...... And you can fuse the perfect ice element......" Mr. Winslow said, "It seems that the teacher is eyeing you......"

"Frost's lackeys!" cried Alyssa, grim.

Tiny cracks began to appear on the surface of the ice crystal barrier.

While she was being sucked by Mr. Winslow's mana, she also had to work hard to maintain this ice crystal barrier, which caused the mana in her body to drain very quickly, but she could only try to maintain it as hard as she could, otherwise those fire spirits might rush in and devour them in an instant.

"Although she didn't tell me the specifics, when I heard her say that it took a student's body to do the magic, I knew that her research was probably close to ......completion," Mr. Winslow said.

"You're an accomplice!" Alan suddenly became angry and rebuked, "She froze the entire castle and threatened the lives of thousands of students, and you didn't do anything!"

"Oh, there is nothing more important than her research...... "Mr. Winslow said, "for the sake of the future happiness of the teacher and the Winslow family, what is the value of a few lives?"

"Crazy!" said Alyssa, "you and she are both crazy!"

"Heh, you dare to talk to me in this tone at this point...... It's a bit of a boldness. Mr. Winslow sneered and said, "Maybe it's not just your physique ...... that the teacher is interested in."

At this time, only a "crackle" was heard, and an obvious crack appeared in Alyssa's barrier, and it looked like it was about to break.

But Mr. Winslow stopped.

"Oh, oh, I almost forgot, these fire spirits are still ......," said Mr. Winslow, "I have to spare your life, or I won't be able to handle these things...... I don't want to alarm them unless it's a last resort. I'll spend some more time with them......"

By this time, the Wand of Stealer had turned crimson, a sign that a large amount of mana had been inhaled in a short period of time.

"The magic you both gave to this wand alone is enough to last me a month in the Misty Forest...... "Mr. Winslow smirked with satisfaction, "unlike the dry and impurity-filled magic of the prisoners, your magic is very pure...... It is worthy of being admitted to the elite of this school...... Heh, it's not easy to absorb those inferior magic to maintain daily consumption. ”

Hearing this, Alan suddenly panicked, and it was his turn next...... But now Frey, Cynthia, and Alyssa have basically lost the ability to resist, so he suddenly has no idea. Although he considered using the Soul Light, Mr. Winslow always kept his eyes closed, and he didn't know if the magic would work. Remembering when he fought Frost at that time, he was even more sure that this magic could only temporarily clear the negative emotions in his heart, and could not cause a miracle such as making Mr. Winslow turn against him......

"What should I do......" Alan sweated anxiously, "How many of us ...... Are you really going to die here......"

At that moment, Mr. Winslow's voice rang out again, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen you use any decent magic since just now......"

After saying that, Mr. Winslow gave him a suspicious look, then closed his eyes again, and clenched his wand: "Let me see what kind of physique you are......"

Alan only felt a powerful suction force suddenly coming from Mr. Winslow's direction, and then the magic he had stored in the Sky Tears flowed out naturally, passing through his body, all the way down, and then flowing out of the soles of his feet, heading straight for Mr. Winslow.

However, unlike the other three people who were yellow, red, and blue, his magic line was glowing white, and even a little dazzling.

And this time, even Mr. Winslow had an unusual reaction......

I saw that at the moment when Allen's magic power flowed into the wand of the Stealer, Mr. Winslow's brow suddenly furrowed: "Huh?"

Then he suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, and at the same time released his hand, and tried to take a few steps back, but he fell to the ground because he stepped on his robe.

"This is ......" Mr. Winslow took a deep breath and looked at Alan with wide eyes and a question on his face.

After a long time, he shook his head, got up, and carefully touched the wand of stealing as if he were not dying, only to be that this time, the moment he first came into contact with it, he jerked his hand back again, as if he had been electrocuted.

Mr. Winslow seemed to be completely enraged......

"What kind of tricks are you playing......" Mr. Winslow was startled and angry, and stared at Allen with anger on his face.

Allen, on the other hand, looked at him a little confused, completely unable to understand what he was saying.

"Tell me!" Mr. Winslow seemed to suddenly lose his patience at Allen's reaction, and roared, "What are you doing!?"

"I'm ......" Alan was frightened, he had never seen Mr. Winslow lose his temper like this. However, after opening his mouth, he found that he still had nothing to say.

Seeing Allen's appearance, Mr. Winslow seemed to reluctantly believe it—he really didn't know anything.

So there was silence for a moment, and Mr. Winslow looked angry, staring at Alan and muttering, "This magic power...... You ......"

Alan looked at him stunned.

"You...... Who the hell is it?"