I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

Then, the red light dissipated.

The young man in the robe took a step back, looked down at his hands, a slight smile playing on his lips, and turned to leave the ruins, disappearing into the dense forest.

He never noticed Lynn and Eileen's presence.

Lynn slowly exhaled after his footsteps had completely disappeared.

"Did you see that?" he asked in a low voice.

“Hmm.” Eileen nodded. “That stone tablet… seems to make people stronger.”

Get stronger?

Lynn then noticed that the young man in the magic robe had a stronger aura than before.

"Should we go over and give it a try?" Eileen asked softly.

Lynn remained silent for a few seconds.

"No rush," he said. "Let's wait a bit longer."

He had a gut feeling that this stone tablet was not as simple as it seemed.

Moreover, Lynn didn't think the slight enhancement the young man in the robe had just received was worth the risk.

What really bothered him was something else.

The symbols carved on the tree trunks guide everyone to this place.

If all successors are led to the same location... then this place will eventually become a battlefield.

Chapter 87 Under the Bandages

Lynn's judgment was correct.

Less than half an hour later, a second person appeared.

A figure slowly emerged from the dense forest on the north side of the ruins.

Lynn's pupils contracted slightly; it was that strange man whose body was wrapped in bandages.

Lynn had noticed this guy while they were in the dungeon.

Of the ten successors, he was the most silent.

Wrapped in yellowed bandages from head to toe, with only his eyes showing, he looked like a mummy that had crawled out of a grave.

Everyone else displayed their presence to some extent, but he alone remained silent from beginning to end, his presence as faint as air.

The bandaged man entered the ruins, his steps slow and cautious.

Lynn held her breath and gently pressed her fingers on Eileen's shoulder, signaling her not to move.

The bandaged man stopped about five meters away from the stone tablet.

He tilted his head, examining the floating black stone tablet, seemingly hesitant about whether to go forward and touch it.

Just then.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

A voice came from behind the stone pillars in the ruins.

The bandaged monster's body tensed instantly.

The young man in the monk's robe emerged from behind a broken stone pillar, a playful smile on his lips.

He never left; he's been hiding here all along.

Lynn felt a chill run down her spine.

Good guy.

"Thank goodness I didn't go."

Eileen bit her lip tightly, clearly aware of the consequences if they had acted impulsively.

In the center of the ruins, the young man in the robe strolled slowly, as if admiring an interesting toy.

“I knew someone would come,” he said. “It wasn’t for nothing that I waited this long.”

The bandaged man remained silent.

The young man in the robe tilted his head, raised his right hand, and spread his five fingers.

A dark purple element condensed in his palm.

"Don't blame me, that's just how the rules are."

The purple element transformed into a bolt of lightning, striking the bandaged monster.

Extremely fast.

But the bandaged monster reacted even faster.

He dodged to the side, and a purple lightning bolt grazed his shoulder before slamming into the stone slab behind him, blasting a charred crater.

The young man in the robe raised an eyebrow, seemingly somewhat surprised.

"The response is good."

He raised both hands at the same time, his ten fingers flying, and two different colored spells formed simultaneously.

Simultaneous casting of both spells.

Lynn's eyes narrowed slightly.

This guy is a dual-element mage, and his casting speed is extremely fast, with almost no wind-up animation.

The ice spikes and fire snakes shot out simultaneously, one in front of the other, forming a perfect pincer attack angle.

The bandaged man drew a sword from behind his back.

No, to be precise, it's a sword made of bone.

It was grayish-white all over, with a pitted and uneven surface, looking like it was made from the bones of some kind of large magical beast, and was so rough that it looked like a half-finished product.

The bone sword cleaved the incoming ice spike in two, and then the bandaged monster spun around, easily dodging the fire snake that had circled behind him.

"Oh?" The young man in the robes showed obvious interest. "Interesting."

He took two steps back to create distance, and then gathered his magic with both hands again.

This time, a complex magic circle appeared beneath his feet.

"Okay."

The moment the magic circle lit up, the air above the ruins suddenly distorted.

Dozens of sharp rocks materialized from the void and rained down on the bandaged monster like a storm.

Rockfall.

The bandaged man raised his head, and a flicker of emotion finally flashed in his eyes, which peeked out from between the bandages.

He raised his bone sword and began to parry.

Ding ding ding ding.

The sound of bone swords colliding with rocks rang out, and the bandaged monster dodged left and right in the rain of rocks, the trajectory of the bone swords swinging so fast that it was almost impossible to see.

But he was clearly struggling.

Several rocks pierced through his defenses, striking his shoulders and thighs, tearing the bandages and revealing what lay beneath…

Lynn narrowed his eyes.

That's not skin.

Beneath the torn bandages, what was revealed was not flesh and blood, but a translucent substance that refracted a faint light.

Like... crystal?

The storm at the rocks has stopped.

The bandaged monster knelt on one knee, his bone sword supporting him on the ground, his entire body covered in tattered bandages.

His breathing was rapid and heavy, clearly indicating that he had reached his limit.

The young man in the Buddhist robe stood more than ten meters away, not even out of breath.

"That's it?" He shook his head, his tone full of disappointment. "I thought you had some trump card up your sleeve."

He raised his right hand, and a ball of pure white light condensed in his palm.

The sphere of light was extremely hot, so hot that it distorted the air itself.

"ended."

The white orb flew out of his hand and headed straight for the bandaged monster's chest.

The bandaged monster looked up at the approaching beam of death.

Then, he did something no one expected.

He released the bone sword, reached out with both hands to his face, and yanked it off sharply.

The bandage wrapped around his head was torn off in one piece.

Lynn's pupils suddenly dilated.

That face couldn't even be called a "face".

It was a face made entirely of transparent crystal.

Without skin or flesh, the facial features are outlined by a sharply defined crystalline structure, with a faint blue light flowing inside, as if something is pulsating within the crystal.

The white orb struck his chest, but did not explode.

The moment the light sphere touched his body, the transparent crystal structures suddenly lit up, completely absorbing the energy of the light sphere and transforming it into part of the blue light flowing within his body.

The young man in the monk's robe froze.

"what?"

The bandaged monster stood up.

The remaining bandages on his body fell off piece by piece in the wind, revealing his complete body.

Her entire being, from head to toe, was made of transparent crystal.

A terrifying sense of oppression, far exceeding what had just occurred, erupted from his body, spreading outwards like a tsunami.

The young man in the monk's robe took three steps back, and the composure on his face finally vanished completely.

"What...what exactly are you?"

The bandaged monster, or rather the crystal monster, did not answer.

He lowered his head and picked up the bone sword from the ground.

The moment his hand gripped the hilt, a dazzling blue light burst forth from the surface of the bone sword. The grayish-white bone cracked and reformed in the light, eventually transforming into a crystal longsword that was completely transparent.

He raised his head and looked at the young man in the monk's robe.

Those crystal eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The crystal monster has vanished.

The next second, he appeared in front of the young man in the magic robe.

The crystal longsword slashed horizontally.

"Oh!"

At the last moment, the young man in the magic robe erected a dark gold magic shield. The instant the sword blade collided with the shield, a visible shockwave spread outwards, blowing away the pebbles and fallen leaves on the ground.

A crack appeared on the magic shield.

The young man in the monk's robes completely changed his expression.

"How is this possible..."

Without a second thought, he kicked off with both feet, launching himself backward. At the same time, his hands flew through the air as he cast a spell, sending three purple chains shooting out from the magic circle and binding the crystal monster.

The crystal monster did not dodge.