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Deep within the dimly lit cave, the thin, silver-haired old man narrowed his eyes, a satisfied smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
"Not bad. There are some geniuses among the Spellcasters of the Dark Spirit Domain. That Spellcaster with five types of Spells... tsk, tsk, he is probably an outstanding genius even within the Dark Spirit Domain. What a pity that he is about to die at my precious pet's hands. Heh heh!"
"However, that Four-Element Spellcaster is somewhat troublesome. The Rune Robe he is wearing is not weak either. Anyone who has a Rune Robe might also possess some powerful casting tools. I will have to be careful of that."
The silver-haired old man seemed able to observe Merlin and Holmes through some method. He regarded Holmes as the greater threat. As for Merlin, even though Merlin possessed five types of Spells, he was still no match for the Dark Blood Bats under the old man's control.
"If necessary, I can only wait until my precious pet kills that Five-Element Spellcaster, then have the two pets join forces to kill that Four-Element Spellcaster."
The silver-haired old man still looked quite relaxed. His gaze was fixed blankly on the enormous blood pool beneath the altar, as though he were plotting some scheme.
Boom!
Suddenly, the entire cave shook