Please listen to the voice of black magic

Having killed the female magician, Antonio’s body, which had no head, fell weakly to the ground.

“Wow…”

Annan, who was watching from a safe distance from beginning to end, couldn’t help but sigh when he saw this.

The head can still move without the body, or accurately and violently destroy the enemy, this kind of thing is impossible to see in the world without magic in the previous life.

“It’s really tragic, even if you want to save it, you can’t save it, huh? How does it feel that something is wrong?

Annan didn’t know if it was a whim or a flash of inspiration, but in short, according to his instinctual feeling, he left the place where he had been hiding and quickly walked into the hall that had become potholed due to the fight just now.

The hall actually felt much more spacious than sneaking a peek from the outside, and it was no wonder it could accommodate the previous battle.

Annan stopped and looked at the big head at his feet.

He casually put the pistol in his pocket and bent down to pick up the head of Mr. Detective, who seemed to be dead.

“Yo.” Annan said hello to Mr.

Detective’s head, and then ran to Mr. Detective’s hairy body.

He forcefully flipped the headless, heavy body lying on the ground, and then put the head in his hand back in place.

“Well, there’s no mistake between the heads and the tails, what happens if it is reversed? Forget it or don’t have cheap hands, human life is at stake, uh-huh, this should be okay. Annan stared at

Detective Antonio, who had regained his full strength. Canon.

The completely severed wound on Mr. Detective’s neck healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it didn’t take a few seconds for his body and head to remerge into one.

“Ahem…”

Antonio’s face coughed up a mouthful of blood in pain.

He breathed again again.

He came to life.

To be precise, he is not dead at all. However, if

Annan had not shown up in time to reconnect his head with his body, and it would have been difficult to say if it was a little later.

“Can the mind and body be completely separated and recovered? Is this the werewolf of this world?

Annan had heard what the female magician said before, and now Mr. Detective’s body was obviously not very human, and normal human bodies would not grow black strange hairs, nor would they suddenly swell in a circle.

“Okay, let’s let Mr. Detective take a break, he looks like he can’t speak or move for the time being.”

Annan moved his gaze to the body of the female magician at his feet.

This originally young and beautiful female magician must have died too much to die, and it is unlikely that she will recover like Mr. Detective.

The blonde sorceress’s head was crushed like a tomato, and her chest was a veritable middle door wide open to see a pair of threads.

This situation, even in this world of magic, is impossible to recover.

In this low-magic world, there is no so-called resurrection spell.

“However, I haven’t heard of anyone with the ridiculously powerful recovery ability of Mr. Detective, maybe this so-called low-demon world really has a way to resurrect?”

Annan squatted down, not minding the miserable state and blood stains on the female magician’s body at all, and began to rummage up and down, inside and out, left and right.

This female magician may have what he wants.

“Wait, you…”

When Annan was not polite to grope for the body, a weak voice came from the side.

The one who spoke was the man who appeared at the other end of the hall and sneaked up on the gray-haired female magician.

The old man covered in blood leaned against the wall and slumped weakly on the ground.

“Old man, you wait, I’ll come over after I’m done.”

Annan responded without raising his head.

“Strange, why is there nothing to be able to hear? Isn’t this woman a black magician? Or do you say… Can’t I hear now?

After Annan entered this unknown space where the red moon existed, the voice of black magic kept echoing in his ears.

Perhaps these sounds would interfere with his ability to hear, making him unable to hear the sounds of black magic items even if he touched them.

“No, it shouldn’t be like that, I can’t understand the content of the whispers that echo here, but if I hear the sound of black magic through contact objects, I should understand it and learn it quickly, so there is nothing I want in this woman?” Annan is not too disappointed, if you can’t find it,

you can’t find it, and it’s not that there is no next opportunity, just look for it later.

He shook his head and casually threw away the golden wand of the female magician he had just picked up, originally he thought that this intact item might allow him to hear the sound of black magic, but unfortunately it didn’t.

Annan clapped his hands and stood up, and quickly walked to the old man covered in blood.

“Hello, do you need first aid? I don’t know how to heal or how to stop the bleeding, but I can still take you to the hospital. This man who

has lost too much blood looks like a single negligence, and Annan naturally cannot see death without saving.

“You…” The

gray-haired old man looked at the boy in front of him, and stopped talking.

Panting in a low voice, he slowly shook his head.

“It’s okay, I’ve stopped the bleeding, I can’t die…”

“That’s fine, I’m relieved, then, can I ask you a few questions?” If you don’t mind.

Annan flashed a friendly smile.

“Who are you? Why is it here? And what character is that female magician? Do you know the man over there, well, covered in hair?

The old man took a few breaths, and then slowly answered the question.

“The one over there is a private investigator I hired not long ago, he… He was involved by me, he had already completed my commission last week, if he wasn’t a werewolf, maybe the golden witch wouldn’t have paid attention to him…”

“The witch of gold? That sorceress? Annan asked enthusiastically.

“Young man, you don’t know the golden witch, that is a very famous black witch in the underground world… Are you new to the world here, or do you really not know anything?

The old man stared at the teenager in front of him with a pair of tired eyes.

“Yes, I don’t know anything.” Annan responded with a hearty and honest nod.

“………” The

old man fell silent, he didn’t even know what to say.

“Alas…” The

old man sighed softly.

“All those who have entered this ‘foreign land’, those who have come into contact with this ‘inner world’, will not be able to get rid of the shadow here for the rest of their lives… You have to remember this.

“Outland? Inside the world? You mean this strange place?

Annan’s eyes lit up.

He finally knew what the name of this strange space was.

Moreover, through this encounter, he also knew that there would be other people in this strange place.

“Old sir, I really don’t know anything about this place, can you please tell me more about this place?”