Boom~ Boom~ Boom~

"Ne-Ne-Boss Neva! You..." The other vicious servant went deathly pale when he saw his companion die. Regret flooded his heart, but it was already too late.

The next instant, with a crack, Scarface snapped his neck in exactly the same way. He tossed the corpse to the ground with a thud, its eyes still wide open in death.

Only then did Scarface Neva turn and respectfully approach the weakened Cristiano. He coughed, then spoke with difficulty in a hoarse voice. "Master, I came too late."

Cristiano weakly raised his eyelids and glanced at Scarface, shaking his head slightly. "Enough. Stop pretending. Neva's tone is different from yours. Even with an injured throat, he wouldn't speak to me like that."

The scarred brute Neva's expression turned strange. Then, as though nothing had happened, he switched to the Six-Headed Snake Woman's voice. "All right. I'm still not very good at imitating other people's speech."

"Who are you? Someone from the Blood Eye, or the Nature Church?" Cristiano forced himself to rally. "You managed to find this place. It seems there really is no escaping my doom this time."

The Six-Headed Snake Woman did not answer his questions. Instead, she ran a hand over several places on Cristiano's body, finally resting it on his neck. Pale purple light flickered at her fingertips and seeped into his pallid skin.

The next instant, with a hiss, a collar-like tattoo appeared on Cristiano's skin as the purple light penetrated it.

"Oh? A spatial magic imprint! This fellow really did carry his entire fortune on him." Watching through Visual Synchronization, Green's face lit up with delight. Unless something unexpected had happened, the Xignos Giant Python's corpse should be inside that spatial magic imprint.

This kind of spatial magic imprint was not simply a spell. A magic potion