"You... uh..." Scorching blood instantly gushed from Margas's mouth.
In the final moment of his rapidly bleeding life, he suddenly seemed to understand something, a hint of realization flashed in his single eye but was quickly drowned in endless resentment and unwillingness, ultimately losing all its luster.
As Sigmund expressionlessly withdrew his blood-soaked arm, the evil mage's shriveled corpse collapsed to the ground like a ragdoll, emitting a muffled sound.
"Tsk tsk tsk, truly ruthless!" Deep within Sigmund's mind, a voice he hated to his core yet couldn't do anything about resounded.
Immediately, the voice eagerly said, "Speaking of which, killing him is considered done, right? Shouldn't it be my turn to play with this body now?"
"Play..." Sigmund's face turned extremely unsightly, but Lin Jun didn't care.
After the chaotic mess that saved the vampire, the two reached a subtle balance.
