Firo, who had already made up his mind, did not care whether Milik agreed or not, and walked into the forest on his left.
Milik did not stop Firo from leaving, but his eyes flashed. He seemed to have made up his mind as he watched Firo's figure gradually disappear into the forest. He took out a jade box and carefully took out a white gemstone ring from it. This ring was the one given to him by Cristante, the intelligence director of Blake's Organization, to deal with Firo in Kilian's Tavern.
Looking at the white gemstone ring in his hand, Milik recalled Cristante's advice. Without any hesitation, he exerted a little force, and the white gemstone ring was immediately turned into white powder and scattered on the ground.
As the white gemstone ring turned into white powder, Firo, who was walking into the forest, suddenly felt the token given to him by the Church of the Storm to prove his identity explode. Before Firo could react, a bone-piercing headache rushed to his head.
Firo, who had a splitting headache, swayed and almost fell to the ground. Although he was surprised that Milik did not fall into his trap and attacked him directly, Firo was an experienced level-1 Magus, and his reaction was not slow. He endured the pain and hit Firo's chest with his right hand. A mouthful of dark red blood was spat out by Firo on the ground.
In this mouthful of blood, one could vaguely see a blood-red figure the size of a palm. This figure's four limbs were exactly the same as Firo's, but it did not have a head. Other than that, it could be said to be a miniature version of Firo.
Looking at the blood-red figure that he spat out, which was supposed to have all five limbs, but now had no head, Firo's expression, which was covered by his grey robe, immediately showed a pained expression.
This blood-red figure was one of the most powerful Blood Witchcraft spells that Firo had inherited from his father, the Demon Blood Golem! When Firo was about to fall out with Milik, his face was blood-red while he was cultivating because he had already predicted that Milik would use the trick that the Church of the Storm had set up on him.
Therefore, Firo had prepared the Demon Blood Golem in his body just in case. And now, this Demon Blood Golem, which was supposed to have all five limbs, had lost its head because it had blocked the Church of the Storm's trick for Firo.
Rumor had it that Blood Witchcraft cultivators who possessed the Demon Blood Golem could not only borrow the power of the Demon Blood Golem in normal battles, but they could also sacrifice the Demon Blood Golem at the most dangerous moment to use the Demon Blood Golem to block a fatal attack for themselves. This method was equivalent to having an extra life, and could be said to be extremely heaven-defying.
When Firo's father had handed this Demon Blood Golem to Firo, it wasn't a finished product like it was now, but a half-finished product that still needed to be refined. Firo had spent ten years and countless efforts to cultivate it successfully. He had always regarded it as the most important thing to him, and had always carefully protected and used it.
But what made people sigh was that this Demon Blood Golem had finally died here. However, it could be said that it had died a worthy death, as it had blocked the Church of the Storm's trick for its master, Firo. Otherwise, Firo, who had been hit by the Church of the Storm's trick, would probably have no ability to resist and be slaughtered by Milik.
While Firo's heart was aching, Milik looked at the method that Cristante had taught him, but it didn't work as he wished, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. Although they were more than a hundred meters apart, he quickly noticed the blood-red headless figure that Firo had spat out.
Milik sized up the headless figure that was lying in the blood. He then thought of the strange energy wave that had appeared on Firo's body when he was cultivating, and the cultivation background of Firo that was recorded in the Church of the Storm's records. He instantly realized something, and a hint of shock appeared on his scarred face. He shouted at Firo in disbelief.
"This is … Demon Blood Golem from the Blood Witchcraft?"
Hearing Milik's shout, Firo didn't say anything. He just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glanced viciously at Milik behind him. He then waved his hand, and the Demon Blood Golem that he had spat out on the ground was put back into his space ring. He then shook his grey robe and fled into the depths of the nearby forest without any hesitation.
Seeing that Firo was about to run away. Since Milik had already decided to make a move, he naturally wouldn't let Firo, who was such a huge threat, live. He immediately wanted to chase after Firo, but just as he reached the huge olive tree that Firo had been meditating on for more than ten seconds, he sensed something.
Milik seemed to have sensed danger, and his eyes were suddenly filled with shock. In the next second, Milik wanted to fly back, but Firo, who was in the forest, had a hint of viciousness on his pale face. He used his mind power to trigger the "broken piece of wood" hidden under the olive tree.
"Boom!"
As Firo triggered the alchemy bomb, a deafening explosion sounded in the forest. At the same time, a purple halo shot up into the sky with the olive tree as the center and kept spreading outwards. The terrifying shockwave of the explosion directly turned the huge olive tree that had lived in the Navas Forest for countless years into sawdust that scattered in the sky.
"Bang!"
Although Milik had sensed the existence of the alchemy bomb with his mind power, he had already escaped in advance before the bomb exploded. However, he obviously couldn't outrun the shockwave of the explosion. After running back fifty meters, he was directly thrown to the ground by the shockwave like a broken kite. Even one of his arms was directly blown off on the spot.
"Ah!"
Although Milik was famous among the younger generation of the Church of the Storm for being ruthless, the pain of losing one of his arms was obviously beyond what he could endure. He couldn't help but let out a painful howl.
In the forest, Firo looked at the flames caused by the explosion and heard Milik's painful howl. His face was filled with the pleasure of revenge, but he didn't kill Milik. At the same time, there was an unexpected hesitation in his eyes.
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