A middle-aged man in an exquisite black and grey magic robe, with light brown hair and pupils, and a hooked nose, walked out step by step from the depths of the dense forest.
The soft ground, composed of weeds and decaying leaves, did not hinder his progress in any way. It was as if an invisible force was lifting this grey-robed mage, allowing him to walk on it. The collapsed, soft forest floor showed no signs of indentation under his feet.
Following him!
Was an invisible aura emanating from this grey-robed mage, forcefully pushing away the surrounding branches and leaves. An invisible pressure surged forth.
The screaming of the Mist Witch abruptly stopped, and the Verdant Witch tightly gripped the Mist Witch's arm, lowering her head in fear.
At this moment!
The Mist Witch's torn abdomen began to rapidly recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, but her aura clearly weakened significantly.
Minori's eyes revealed a hint of caution and seriousness as he saw this grey-robed mage.
Even from a distance.
He could still feel the distinct and powerful aura that was different from anything he had encountered before. This feeling was strange and unlike anything any previous opponent had given him.
Above level twenty? No.
The opponent was definitely a magic chanter who had entered the hero domain above level 29!
Minori glanced at the somewhat frightened Twin Witches not far away.
Considering their series of strange behaviors, such as sending the Cave Lizardmen to deliberately provoke him and then lure him here, the answer finally became clear.
The Twin Witches were planning to use him to drive away or eliminate the grey-robed mage!
Heh, using someone else as a knife? These Twin Witches were truly clever.
However…
Minori focused his gaze on the slowly approaching grey-robed mage, wondering who he was and why he was here.
"A fourth-order Surveillance Angel, no wonder you dared to venture into this great swamp alone. To master this level of magic at your age."
"You shouldn't be unknown in the Slan Theocracy… so you're another hidden "talent"?"
The grey-robed mage's light brown eyes glanced indifferently at the Surveillance Angel hovering above Minori's head, taking a defensive stance.
He didn't care at all about summonings of this level, and even when he said the word "talent", his tone was noticeably heavier, filled with mockery.
"Human rights above all else, humans are the chosen race," this brainwashing indoctrination is disgusting.
The grey-robed mage's sneering voice gradually grew louder: "The high-ranking officials of your theocracy are truly cold-blooded…"
"Interrupting for a moment."
Minori's voice suddenly rang out.
The grey-robed mage's cold gaze turned, looking at Minori as if he were a lamb to be slaughtered.
"Although I don't know what grudges you have with the Slan Theocracy, I would still like to clarify that I am not from the Slan Theocracy."
Minori reminded him.
"Oh—"
The grey-robed mage raised his neck slightly, letting out a long sigh, his light brown eyes changing from icy to indifferent: "That's a pity."
"I originally wanted to let you live a little longer, but this is fine too."
An undisguised killing intent emanated from the grey-robed mage.
"It seems that even leaving voluntarily is not an option now. So, before I die, can you tell me what's going on with this frogman?"
Minori's eyelids drooped slightly as he lightly gripped the bone chain of Kuro, asking with curiosity.
"Trying to stall for time?"
"Or do you think you have a chance of winning?"
The grey-robed mage raised his hands, a low laugh escaping his hooked nose. He didn't care about Minori's little thoughts at all, and instead showed off:
"Don't you find it amazing that a frogman can run out of another creature's belly."
"Do you know that frogs are amazing creatures? They reproduce through eggs and undergo completely different transformations in their appearance during their growth, and frogmen also have these characteristics."
The grey-robed mage's eyes revealed a fiery look as he said this, and with a swipe of his hand from his waist, a pearl-sized, translucent glass-like object appeared in his palm.
Minori frowned slightly as he saw the frogman egg in the other party's hand, which was slightly reflective under the sunlight.
What the other party was talking about was the "metamorphic development" of frogs during their development.
People from another world actually study this?
"The little things added will develop along with the frogman until it is completely mature, and this frogman will be completely under my control."
The grey-robed mage paused, shook his head, and said coldly: "But that's too slow!"
"It takes at least ten years for a frogman to fully mature, so I thought of other methods."
Speaking of which!
The grey-robed mage tossed the pearl-like frogman egg in his hand into the air.
In an instant!
The egg began to rapidly grow and enlarge at a speed visible to the naked eye in mid-air, first turning into a black tadpole, and then quickly degenerating its tail, and growing legs and forelimbs.
In just two or three breaths.
The egg turned into a frogman more than one person tall, with a strong physique, appearing in the sight of everyone present.
Minori couldn't help but widen his eyes, with a look of astonishment on his face. If the occasion wasn't right, he would have almost cursed.
However!
Just when Minori thought it was over,
The grey-robed mage shook his head instead, his tone full of disappointment: "Unfortunately, the frogmen made in this way are just useless trash."
While speaking!
The frogman's whole body suddenly began to swell, then suddenly contract, and then suddenly explode, with a large amount of blood and minced meat splattering.
Before these blood and minced meat could splash on the grey-robed mage, the other party's magic robe formed a wave of air that blocked and shook them all away.
"Come here, you filthy thing."
The grey-robed mage raised his head again, looking at the frogman born from the Mist Witch, and beckoned.
The frogman, who was originally standing there sluggishly, immediately reacted, and with a slight compression of his muscular legs, he jumped and landed next to the grey-robed mage.
The air surged!
This powerful jump made the grey-robed mage's face reappear with a smile.
"Since the accelerated ripening method doesn't work, then the reverse."
As he spoke, the grey-robed mage raised a finger and tapped it on the frogman's brow.
Boom!
A heartbeat-like sound came from the frogman's body, and the frogman's entire body began to collapse, then turned into a pearl-like frog egg and fell to the ground.
The grey-robed mage picked up the frog egg, his light brown eyes on his cold face filled with killing intent as he looked at Minori: "A perfect work, isn't it?"
The air became a little quiet at this moment!
"Awesome!"
Minori was silent for a moment, sincerely exclaiming, and then continued:
"It seems that I really can't leave this dense forest alive."
The other party was able to show him such secrets without reservation, which shows that the other party never intended to let him leave alive from the beginning.
After saying that!
Minori raised his head, looking directly at the grey-robed mage opposite him, grinning: "Then you have to be able to kill me!"
Buzz!
An astonishing magical power fluctuation escaped from the grey-robed mage's body, and a two-meter-long silver spear quickly condensed in mid-air.