The atmosphere was somewhat solemn.

It's also very serious.

At least that's what Lance saw.

But Morin was only surprised for a moment, and then he felt amused.

He only used the strength of the second level, but this is not something that an ordinary third level existence can discover. I don’t know what kind of bloodline Lance has that can actually discover him. However, Lance actually came in front of him and revealed murderous intent... He is looking for death.

It's still very quiet.

However, Maureen was already thinking about how to deal with Lance's disappearance.

How about using some witchcraft to manipulate Lance's body and disguise it? Or should we just go ahead and kill and search everyone? Of course, he can't use his real identity, he has to change his identity, um, change it to the level 5 spirit ring that suddenly appeared...

Maureen thought so.

Lance had no idea what Morin was thinking, nor did he know that Morin had never taken him, a mere third-level warlock, seriously. Looking at Morin's silence, he felt that he had already told the truth and had a hold on Morin, so a sneer appeared on his face.

"Molin, I think you are a smart person. I think you are not bad. You have already reached the second level at such a young age. How about this? I will not kill you. As long as you are willing to join our Bermuda Eye and declare your loyalty to me and become my secret servant, I will promise to let you go."

"Either die or join a wizard organization like our Eye of Bermuda, Morin, you should make the choice..." Lance's voice gradually became lower, but it became colder and more ferocious.

Maureen looked at Lance and felt really annoyed.

"I wouldn't choose that," said Morin.

He has already decided to kill someone. Although it will be a bit awkward when facing the two thrones later, but... just kill him.

"Lance, Lance? Lance!!" At this time, a shout sounded, and someone ran over. It was a young girl with a slender body, a graceful figure, and soft hair. She was very likable at first sight. When she saw Lance, she was stunned for a moment and then ran over.

"Lance, come here quickly, I have something to ask you."

The girl shouted like this. She was none other than Luna, the granddaughter of Locke, the leader of the Bermuda Eye in this team.

The expression on Lance's face suddenly turned very ugly.

He stared at Morin fiercely, without saying anything, then turned and left immediately.

Maureen was also stunned.

Ok, that's a bit embarrassing...

He couldn't help but reach out and touch his nose.

"Luna, Miss Bermuda Eye, everyone, no, at least everyone here in Bermuda Eye, should come and thank you." Morin said.

He looked at Lance's back in front of him, and the expression on his face gradually became cold.

Morin's eyes were very calm, but there was a giant dragon spinning in them, appearing and disappearing, as if it was an illusion, but also as if it was the true reality of endless horror.

No one saw that a terrifying dragon and snake shadow appeared above Lance's head, coiling and entwining around him, and suddenly pounced into Lance's body.

All of Lance's lifespan was gone.

By the time he reached the Eye of Bermuda, he was dead.

In fact, if Maureen wanted, Lance could die faster.

This is the price of offending a level five spirit ring, even if it was unintentional, even if it was just a few words.

Damn Lance.

Morin thought about it and looked away.

"I'm becoming more and more curious." An ice-blue light flashed in Morin's eyes that no one else could see. He muttered to himself with an inexplicable expression on his face.

This team, those virgin bloods, and Miss Luna who seems to have nothing to do with anything...

Morin thought about it and smiled slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The whole team continued to move forward, and finally, after a while, the whole team arrived at the Eye of Bermuda.

The Eye of Bermuda is a large warlock organization with a huge building paved with silver-gray stone slabs everywhere. I don’t know if it was influenced by the Arctic Sea, but the entire Eye of Bermuda has a strange and soft curve, which gives people a very strange feeling.

"Well, it's my fate to travel with you all along the way. Let's take a rest tonight, and then go to the places we have arranged and planned." Many warlocks of the Eye of Bermuda gathered together. Lance was in the front and he started talking to others.

"good……"

"OK."

The other wizards and sorcerers did not dare to disobey and they agreed immediately.

The rest of the team stayed in a large hotel arranged by the Warlock of the Eye of Bermuda. They had dinner, and at night, some wizards and sorcerers were meditating, but suddenly they felt a bright light in front of their eyes, a sharp pain in their throats, and their ears were buzzing.

"What's going on? What's going on..."

"Smoke, smoke, there is witchcraft smoke..."

Under the horrified gaze of the wizards and sorcerers, some twisting white smoke suddenly appeared, and those white smoke turned into ghostly shadows, laughing strangely, and then pounced towards them.

A scream was heard.

Then it became quiet.

Everyone passed out and fell into a deep sleep.

The edge of a cave.

It was dark all around, but the firelight was shining, and the surroundings were dim and bright.

Faintly, there were terrifying roars coming from the cave. Occasionally, one could see pairs of cold and huge eyes poking out of the cave, waiting fiercely for the people outside.

The warlocks of Bermuda felt their bodies shiver and they couldn't help shaking.

The look just now was too scary, like that of a ferocious creature from ancient times, or like that of a terrifying and ominous existence that had lived for countless years, making all of them feel terrified and trembling.

"Throw all of them in." Lance took a deep breath and instructed the warlocks beside him.

"Yes, yes."

The Bermuda warlocks nearby nodded quickly, and they took action one by one, throwing all the people who had fainted in the hotel into the cave.

With these wizards and warlocks, that should be enough.

Lance thought this in his mind as he looked at the cave below, listening to the increasingly restless roars of the things inside.

He saw Maureen being thrown down and laughed coldly.

"Hmph, you don't know what's good for you. Do you think you can get away? You are wrong. You will still die!" Lance thought viciously.

He felt extremely pleased.

Pleasant.

It's a real pleasure.

But suddenly, Lance felt something was wrong. He felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and at the same time, something cold kept flowing out of his nose.

"What's this……"

Lance was stunned.

He couldn't help but reach out and wipe it.

At first glance, it was black blood.

Blood……

Black blood.

"Why is there blood, black blood..."

Lance was stunned. He opened his mouth to say something, but the next moment, he felt a flash before his eyes and fell to the ground, falling into eternal darkness.

The last thing he heard was the vague and terrifying shouts of the many warlocks nearby.

And then nothing.

…………

Drowsiness.

Drowsiness.

Diana felt a sharp pain in her head.

"Ah." She moaned, and finally, slowly opened her eyes.

The darkness all around made her feel a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, there was light ahead.

There was a figure in front. At this moment, the figure was looking at something in front, with an interested look on his face.

Hearing Diana's voice, the figure slowly turned around.

"Well, Diana, you're awake." Maureen chuckled, his gentle voice coming over.