Late at night, the sea wind howled.
There was no one around. This was an undeveloped area.
Lan Mu transformed into an elf, plopped down beside Bai Ze, and pressed one hand against Bai Ze's chest, channeling a little Natural Power into him to keep him alive.
The reaction between Natural Power and Life Force did indeed have a healing effect. After receiving treatment, Bai Ze's complexion improved considerably. At the very least, he had pulled back from the brink of death.
This was the second time he had used an elf's abilities to save someone. The first had been for his good brother Ma Xiang, but unfortunately, Ma Xiang had already stopped breathing by the time he acted.
Thinking of Ma Xiang's death, Lan Mu's expression darkened. Had I been too cautious? Too afraid of trouble?
The earlier battle had been utterly exhilarating. For the first time, he had gone all out, switching between transformations in combat and sweeping up everyone who had come to contain him.
After venting so fiercely, Lan Mu did not feel burdened by concerns anymore. Instead, he felt refreshed, and even thought it had not been enough.
Normally, he always chose to run. But this time, he truly had nowhere to run. Once he actually fought, it felt pretty damn good.
"Perhaps this is how power corrupts the human heart?"
Still in elf form, Lan Mu picked up a pebble. Natural Power burst forth, and his hand became an afterimage as he hurled it.
The pebble shot out like a bullet and smashed into the seaside cliff, blasting out a crater the size of a bowl.
Clenching his fist, Lan Mu smiled. "I'm not that repulsed by power after all..."
If there really were so many inhuman supernatural beings in this world, why did