I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

Chains wrapped around his left arm and waist, and purple energy surged wildly in, attempting to erode his body.

The crystal monster glanced down at the chains binding him, then clenched his left hand.

Click.

The three chains shattered simultaneously, turning into countless purple fragments that dissipated into the air.

The young man in the monk's robe twitched at the corner of his mouth.

"What the hell?" he gritted his teeth. "Is this even human?"

The crystal monster remained silent; he simply raised his crystal longsword once more and walked toward the young man in the robes.

The young man in the monk's robe took a deep breath, his eyes filled with determination.

"Fine, then don't blame me."

He clasped his hands together, then suddenly separated them.

A massive magic circle unfolded beneath his feet, exceeding ten meters in diameter, its intricate patterns dazzling the eye.

The concentration of magic in the air suddenly soared, and even Lynn could feel a stinging sensation on her skin.

“This is…” Eileen’s voice trembled.

Lynn didn't answer because he didn't know what it was either, but his intuition told him that it was definitely not some low-level spell.

The moment the magic circle fully lit up, a pitch-black sphere with a diameter of over three meters condensed above the young man in the magic robe.

The black mass didn't resemble any known element; its surface constantly twisted and collapsed, like a miniature black hole, sucking in even the surrounding light.

“Void Devouring.” The young man in the robes’ voice turned deep. “No matter what you can absorb, the power of the void does not belong to any elemental system, so you cannot absorb it.”

The black sphere slipped from my hand.

It wasn't fast, but wherever it passed, air, light, and even sound were completely swallowed up.

The crystal monster finally stopped.

He looked up at the approaching black sphere, his crystal-like face devoid of any expression.

Then, he raised the crystal longsword.

Then he stabbed it.

"You're courting death!" the young man in the magic robe shouted.

The tip of the crystal sword touched the surface of the black sphere.

Then, Lynn saw a scene that sent chills down his spine.

The crystal sword was not swallowed.

On the contrary, the blue light on the sword surged, and the energy flowing within the crystal flowed back into the black sphere from the sword tip.

The black sphere began to tremble.

Cracks appeared on its surface, and blue light shone through them, as if something was about to break out of its shell.

"Impossible!" The young man in the magic robe exclaimed, his voice changing. "How could the power of the void be devoured?"

boom!

The black sphere exploded.

The blue light sliced ​​the black sphere into countless fragments like a sharp blade. The fragments paused in mid-air for a moment before being absorbed by the power within the crystal monster.

His body shone even brighter.

The blue light inside the crystal structure was so intense that the person looked like a glowing statue.

The young man in the monk's robe stood there, his face deathly pale.

His strongest attack not only failed to cause any damage, but was instead absorbed by the opponent.

"You..." His voice trembled, "What exactly are you?"

The Crystal Monster finally spoke.

"Feel sorry."

He only said those two words.

Then he moved.

The crystal longsword pierced through the chest of the young man in the magic robe.

The young man in the robes lowered his head, looking at the transparent blade protruding from his chest. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only let out a muffled groan.

The Crystal Monster drew his sword.

The young man in the robes fell backward, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

Lynn felt his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Eileen even forgot to breathe, her whole body frozen in place like a stone statue.

In the center of the ruins, the crystal monster sheathed his longsword and glanced down at the corpse of the young man in the magic robe.

Then he bent down and picked up the bandage that had been torn off earlier from the ground.

One by one, they wrapped themselves back around their bodies.

The transparent crystals were covered with bandages, the blue light gradually dimmed, and the terrifying aura subsided.

A few minutes later, he reverted to being that bandaged monster who had no presence whatsoever.

He glanced at the black stone tablet one last time, but didn't touch it. He then turned and walked into the depths of the dense forest.

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance until they disappeared completely.

All that remained was the corpse of the young man in the magic robe and the lingering magical energy in the air.

Lynn didn't relax until he was sure the Crystal Monster was far away.

He didn't summon the temple guards or the sirens to instantly kill the bandaged monster because he already had a general understanding of the man's strength.

Not strong at all; Wan Hai Tong Ge could easily defeat them.

But who dares to say there isn't another person lurking in the shadows?

"Hold."

Chapter 88 Wood and Ice

"Should we...should we leave now?" Eileen lay beside him, her body still trembling slightly, clearly still shaken by the battle.

"Wait a little longer." Lynn pressed her shoulder. "That crystal monster might not have gone far."

Less than three minutes later, another figure silently fell from the nearby treetops.

She is the elf among the successors.

Lynn noticed this guy while he was in the dungeon.

Among a group of humans, elves naturally stand out from the crowd.

He wore dark green leather armor, with an elven-style longbow slung across his back, two short blades at his waist, and his pale golden hair tied in a bun at the back of his head.

She looked to be in her early thirties, but everyone knows that an elf's appearance has little to do with his or her age.

The elf stood behind a thick, ancient tree, tilting his head to look at the corpse of the robed youth in the center of the ruins, his brows furrowing slightly.

"I was hoping to snag a bargain."

"I didn't expect that guy to be so strong. This is troublesome."

The elf lowered his head and slowly opened his right palm.

Lynn squinted.

In the elf's palm, there were four pale green dots of light, glowing faintly like fireflies.

"Now, including me, there should be five or six people left."

The elf raised its head, looked in the direction the crystal monster had left, and frowned slightly.

"An absorption-type physique, almost immune to all elemental attacks... truly a monster."

"It's a pity I didn't mark that new little warlock." The elf's voice was still very soft. "But it's alright, he's only level 30, I could kill him with one kick. He's probably already dead at the hands of someone else."

Lynn: "..."

Being looked down upon so bluntly is definitely a bit unpleasant.

The elf did not linger at the ruins. He seemed to have made some kind of decision and turned to walk towards the dense forest to the north of the ruins.

But he didn't go far.

About ten meters away, the elf leaped up and nimbly climbed a huge banyan tree.

He sat cross-legged on a tree branch, his right hand resting on the bow, while the four green dots in his left palm still flickered slightly.

Lynn looked at the elf's location and understood everything.

This guy's strategy is almost exactly the same as mine.

"Hopefully they can play a few more games."

The elf's voice drifted faintly on the night breeze.

"Killing people is the easiest way to lose sanity. The more you kill, the more you lose, until the very end..."

He didn't finish speaking, but Lynn completed the rest.

In the end, when the successors who committed murder have suffered a significant drop in sanity, the elves will be able to wait in comfort and face a group of opponents with unstable sanity in their best condition.

Well thought out.

Lynn couldn't help but sigh to himself.

They're all cunning old foxes, aren't they?

I was already hiding in the tree like a coward, but then the elf just put a life mark on me.

What's even more infuriating is that the crystal monster from earlier wasn't a pushover either.

Every single person is extraordinary.

Lynn turned her head and glanced at Eileen beside her.

The little girl's eyes were filled with helplessness.

"Lynn... these people, each and every one of them is so strong..."

"Yes." Lynn did not deny it.

"What...what do we do?"

Lynn remained silent for a few seconds.

How to do?

Theoretically, it's very simple: once the temple guards appear, they can absolutely kill the enemy instantly.

But what Lynn was still afraid of was being instantly killed by the opponent.

This stone tablet is the core node of the entire trial ground.

All the symbols point here; everyone will come here sooner or later.

And now, a sprite is already lurking in the shadows, waiting to ambush its prey.

If he and Eileen continue to stay here, it's only a matter of time before they are discovered.

But if you leave...

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps.

Lynn's pupils suddenly contracted.

From the dense forest southeast of the ruins, a figure carrying a giant sword on his shoulder strode forward.

He looked like he had just found this place.

The tree sprites opened their eyes upon hearing the sound.