The body of the human companion with whom he had exchanged meals not long ago had been filled with wonderful magic power. Within seconds, his skin turned into a mud-like color and he froze in place, like a statue.

Two shadows appeared faintly, one could not be sensed by the spirit manipulation technique, and the other one, the puppet team was convinced that he was a living person!

"This place is very close to the Dawn Territory. I think you should know that we are a member of the mediators." The puppet team tried to communicate with them and make them understand the stakes.

"But the one I want to attack is you." In the shadow, the man raised his hand, and the mist around him kept changing, and finally solidified into a white skeleton covered in animal skin, which looked weird and terrifying.

"I really want to know what your lord will think about when he sees you dying after drinking the potion."

"Potion...are you from the Potion School?"

"You know I am, will they know?" The person in the shadow sneered, "I also master the art of spiritual body manipulation. Maybe the Necromantic Sect is the direction your lords are following."

"You are looking down on my teachers!"

"No, I have already overestimated my opinion. It is very risky to try to fool your teacher as an eighth-level person, but once successful, it can temporarily solve the current crisis of the potion... It is worth a gamble." The potion master said in a deep voice, "And

Please make it clear that it is a memory fragment that allows you to vent after becoming an alienated spirit body... Don't blame me, blame me if you want, your teacher has no intention of giving the potion master a way to survive."

"His actions are cutting off the future of the potions masters. I can only do my best to destroy the gorgeous coat of their mediators."

The puppet team felt that the potion master in front of them was crazy. An eighth-level person could be so careless. Did he really think everything was feasible?

"Kill them."

The potion master stopped talking nonsense. Revealing his intentions was his greatest kindness and a relief to his own heart - the matter was now over, and he had no way out.

The spirits beside them have locked onto the puppet group and Nari. The powerful pressure of magic makes them unable to breathe. The potions that have been poured around by the potion master begin to seep into their bodies, and their consciousness is blurring.

A deep dark red light flickered in mid-air, and the sudden appearance of light made the potionist turn around in surprise.

There was no magic aura, but some strange power that he couldn't describe wrapped around the manipulated spirit body.

The potion master was stunned for a moment, and the manipulated spirit returned to him at an incredible speed. Withered hands penetrated his chest, grabbed his heart, and crushed it hard.

"You...you are my creation, why?"

The spirit body twisted, and a face that frightened the potion master slowly emerged. In just a moment, his will to resist disappeared.

"Sarah..."

"You...you are already dead, why..."

The gradually dissipating spirit body left behind lingering sounds.
Chapter completed!