The broken neck was as smooth as a mirror, without a drop of blood splattering, as if the wound was instantly sealed by the extreme high temperature as soon as it was formed.
Alfonso's figure reappeared beside the unicorn horse, as if he had never left.
A drop of sticky blood mixed with black and white magic was slowly dripping from the tip of his outstretched right index finger.
His movements were smooth and natural, like brushing a fallen leaf off his shoulder.
Without even looking at the wolf's body that was separated from its head and body on the ground, Alfonso made a light grab at Warwick's chest with his left hand.
"Buzz—"
A strange crystal the size of a pigeon egg, with magic inside forming a perfect spiral structure.
Half is as deep as ink, half is as bright as gold.
It flew out of the werewolf's broken chest and fell into Alfonso's palm.
The crystal was cold to the touch, and the violent and contradictory energy contained within caused the surrounding air to slightly distort.
Just as the magic crystal was obtained, a small space crack suddenly appeared on the werewolf's chest.
A parchment book emitting a faint holy light flew from the werewolf's chest into the space crack and disappeared on the spot.
Alfonso Saint's silver eyes only glanced at the crack, not paying any attention to the little tricks someone was doing in secret.
He only paused for a moment on the strange magic crystal, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, he put it into a specially made silver metal box.
Then he jumped on his horse.
The unicorn warhorse let out a clear neigh and stepped into the air with all four hooves.
As if stepping on an invisible staircase, it carried its owner, transformed into a stream of silver light, heading straight towards the direction of Dragon Slaying City, breaking through the thick fog and disappearing into the distance in an instant.
All that was left was Warwick Bennett's headless body, which was quickly swallowed up by the mud and miasma of the swamp.
And the wolf head with its eyes wide open rolling into the mud, silently tells of the despair and confusion of the last moment.
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