Eat Archmage Jon

Upon seeing the baby, Jon froze in place, and the Neon Light that were about to burst forth suddenly contracted and gradually calmed down.

At this moment, he sensed it even more clearly.

The bloodline that came from his Origin Essence made him instantly realize that this was the son he had never met.

But when he saw the incision on the baby's belly and the empty kidney, especially the sapphire blue bone marrow oozing out from the lower leg, the Neon Light that had just subsided exploded instantly, directly condensing into a Neon palm that pressed down like a small mountain.

"You dare do this! Die!"

The moment the Neon palm appeared, it sizzled and wrinkles appeared, accumulating towards the center as if the entire space was about to be melted away.

Li Ziran could clearly feel the ever-increasing pressure, as if sharp knives were piercing his skin.

He was terrified, but he couldn't back down.

He had to take a gamble on whether this person really cared about the Elves he had.

He began to exert force with his palm, his fingernails piercing beneath the skin of that delicate, sapphire-blue neck, pressing out the hidden meridians.

"I told you, don't come any closer!" Li Ziran shouted with all his might, unconsciously retreating, his Transformation Array far from complete.

No one knew that at that moment, his back was already drenched in sweat, and his legs were trembling uncontrollably, but he pretended to be nonchalant.

He had to do it; this person was a ceiling he could never reach, and now he was playing with fire.

Fortunately, his gamble paid off. The giant hand formed by the Neon Light slowly dissipated, the folds in the space gradually disappeared, and the entire Mill ruins seemed to return to normal energy fluctuations.

Jon didn't move, but his eyes were completely bloodshot, and he kept trying to fire Neon beams. He was restraining himself, but he clearly didn't like suppressing himself like this.

Boom!

Suddenly, it lowered its head to look at the ground, and its two eyes instantly emitted beams of light that pierced straight into the floor and extended indefinitely into the earth.

After two breaths, the crimson beam of light slowly faded and finally Nothingness. When Jon looked up again, his eyes had returned to their normal Neon color.

"What do you want? I can let you go!" The deep voice seemed to have lost all resentment.

Li Ziran didn't think so. Although there were two small holes on the floor, no bigger than a finger, he clearly saw the light in the other party's eyes melt the sand in an instant, and those two beams of light traveled a long distance underground.

If those two beams of light were to fall on him, they would probably cut him clean in no time at all.

Li Ziran took a deep breath, his grip on the baby tightening unconsciously. He was afraid that the baby might suddenly attack and cut off all five of his fingers.

"Stay away from me," Li Ziran said quickly, as he rapidly changed position, trying to complete the Transformation Array as much as possible.

Jon cooperated, slowly backing away and even raising his hand high to indicate that he posed no threat.

Li Ziran didn't believe that such a passive retreat would only provoke more frenzied retaliation, especially since Li Ziran was currently completely incapable of protecting himself.

But after the other party cooperated and withdrew, Li Ziran didn't know what to say.

Let yourself go?

That's simply unrealistic. He's certain the other side can completely lock him down, and the moment he loses his bargaining chip will be the moment of his death.

But how can he provide himself with some security?

The answer is simple: no.

Unless you force the other party to cut off their own limbs, or even to completely destroy their Magic Power cultivation.

This is impossible, but Li Ziran needs to try.

"I didn't want this Elves's life; I only transplanted a kidney. His bone marrow can still regenerate, so he can't die at all. You should understand that I'm not some kind of heinous evil wizard." Li Ziran forced himself to defend himself. "I know you hate me and wish you could kill me right now, but I also want to live. So, please disperse your cultivation."

"You!" Jon's Neon Light was about to surge again, but when he saw the baby tightly clutched in Li Ziran's hand, he suppressed his anger and smiled, "Okay, I'll listen to you, but you have to guarantee his safety."

As he spoke, rays of light began to scatter outwards—red, green, blue, yellow, and all sorts of other colors of light escaped from Jon's body like balloons.

The light and shadow dimmed at a visible speed, gradually revealing the heart, then the blood vessels, the skin, and finally even the hair.

With his silver-white hair and wrinkled skin, he looked every bit the old man on his deathbed.

"Is that enough?"

Jon's voice had completely changed. It was no longer as forceful as before; instead, it was hoarse and weak, as if it Annihilation at any moment.

To the naked eye, the other party seemed to be truly finished. Li Ziran hadn't expected that the other party would actually disperse his cultivation as he requested, but he knew that a strong person would never do such a thing.

Of course, even if the other party really did do as he asked, Li Ziran didn't believe it.

Because he won't do that.

"I need to transform you!" Li Ziran made an even more outrageous demand. "Only by turning you into another species can I feel more at ease."

"Even in my condition, aren't you worried? I'm an old man, all I want is for my bloodline to continue. I know you're a good person." Jon looked very old, and his voice was choked with coughs. "Even if you're just helping an old man fulfill his last wish, I'll be grateful to you."

Li Ziran shook his head. He didn't need to be grateful, nor did he have any obligation to help fulfill his long-cherished wish. He just wanted to live.

"If I transform, he can live." Li Ziran lifted the Elf Descendant high into the air.

Jon fell silent, like a Lion struggling to suppress its anger. As Li Ziran waited, Jon shrugged, "Come on, I'll show you my sincerity."

Li Ziran began to channel his spiritual power, slowly outlining Snake Transformation Array. He was very careful to prevent the opponent's powerful spiritual power from suddenly counterattacking.

The Transformation Array gradually took shape and, propelled by the staff, moved towards the Elves.

[Transformation Spell - Serpent]

The old man was completely enveloped in a dark, mucous membrane. His limbs began to retract, his hair fell out, and his uniquely Elves head was being replaced by a triangular water snake head.

Under the effect of the Transformation Spell, a black-spotted water snake was born.

It went more smoothly than Li Ziran had imagined. Looking up, he clearly saw a white soul on what originally belonged to Jon's body.

That is the soul that belongs exclusively to snakes.

Li Ziran gently flicked his finger, and the pale soul began to tremble, as if it wanted to break free from the body by following the Gravity of the Devouring Curse. But just as it was about to leave the body, it was intercepted by a strange force.

"What a powerful spirit!"

Li Ziran could sense the weight of the other party's soul; if he were to devour it, his spiritual power would definitely be severely damaged.

Now that the other party has become a snake, Li Ziran not give up the opportunity to suppress it.

He will not lose credibility, and the Elves baby will live, but he will not allow the other party to pose a fatal threat to him again.

[Devouring Curse - Serpent]

A vortex of devouring energy condensed above Li Ziran's head, its powerful suction pulling at the opponent's soul. Despite the opponent's continued attempts to resist, everything was in vain before the Devouring Curse.

Finally, the soul broke free from the body's constraints and entered the vortex of devouring.

In an instant, Li Ziran felt as if a river had poured into his Spirit World, filling it to the brim in the blink of an eye. The terrifying spiritual power continued to accumulate, and at the very center, a Spirit Crystal the size of a grain of rice was actually squeezed out.

"This is Wizard Crystal!"

Li Ziran couldn't believe it. His master, Watt, had told him that if one could open up Spirit World, one would become a wizard, and if crystals appeared in the Spirit World, it would mean that one's spiritual cultivation had reached the level of Grand Wizard.

Li Ziran felt the purity and vastness of the rice-grain-like crystals in his Spirit World; though it was only a single grain, it was more abundant than all of his spiritual power combined.

Just how terrifying is this guy's soul?!

He couldn't believe it. He had only mastered the Devouring Curse for less than half a month, and his spiritual power had already reached the level of Grand Wizard. Just whose soul was he devouring?

"I've Grand Wizard?" Li Ziran was so excited he could hardly believe it.

"Watch out!" A woman's voice suddenly rang in my ears.

Li Ziran instinctively stepped back, but it was too late. A halo had appeared on the wrist of the Elf Descendant, and with a slight turn of the halo, his hand fell off the arm.

The cut is smooth and neat.

The moment the baby fell, the halo rapidly expanded, transforming into a human form and catching the falling offspring.

This person was none other than Jon, whom he had just devoured.