[You killed the level 19 Mysterious Man. Experience Points +9, lifespan +1, evil faction reputation +19, Wizard Apprentice skin fragment ×1.]
Twenty-four minutes after the battle began, Mu You finally killed the Black-Robed Man for the first time.
When others provided aid through the Reaper Contract, they received a proportional share of the experience based on the amount of magic power they contributed.
Looking at the notification in his mind, Mu You did a quick calculation and roughly worked out how the experience had been distributed.
In that last battle, his own magic power had still accounted for the largest share. Of the 19 experience points, he received 9, while the other five received a total of 10, averaging two points each.
It looked like very little, seemingly negligible, but this was only the first kill.
However much lifespan this man had left, that was how many times he could kill him.
And there was still plenty of time left tonight...
The Black-Robed Man opposite him was still staring at Mu You in disbelief.
Even now, he could not accept the fact that he had lost to this opponent in an exchange of magic.
He was an elite among the younger generation of the Wizards' Association, with over ten thousand magic power and hundreds of spells at his command.
The man opposite him, meanwhile, was just a rookie who had only recently evolved, repeatedly using the same dozen or so spells. How could someone like that have worn him down first?
"You've played all your trump cards. Now it's my turn!"
Mu You left Warhawk guarding the mouth of the bottle to block the exit, then charged at the Black-Robed Man, holding his Magic Wand in one hand and brandishing the Vampire Claws with the other.
With his