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Chapter five hundred and ninetieth real monster(2/2)

Seeing the dark green spider web about to fall on the girl, the potion appraiser's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

When the dark green spider web and Willet's body were less than one centimeter away, the girl's closed eyes suddenly opened.

The eye on the left is still cold blue, but the eye on the right has turned pure silver. The combination of the two different colors of pupils creates a very strange and enchanting beauty.

The ice girl looked past the green spider web to the appraiser holding the wand. The left corner of her mouth did not have any curvature, but the right corner of her mouth was raised high in a sarcastic smile.

That silver-white pupil seemed to freeze the blood of the potion appraiser.

Not seeing any movement from Willet, the spiderweb cage that was about to imprison her was suddenly covered in crystal clear ice crystals, making a subtle crackling sound.

Immediately afterwards, like broken glass, it exploded instantly and scattered in all directions...

One of the broken cobwebs scratched the potion appraiser's cheek at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, leaving a long scar.

Scarlet liquid overflowed from the wound, sliding down the rough cheek, then dripping down the chin and onto the collar, dyeing the fabric red.

How is it done?

He couldn't catch the other party's movements? Or... this ice and snow monster didn't do anything at all?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe his eyes.

The potion appraiser desperately wanted to retreat. The strength gap between the two sides was too great, and his attack had no effect at all.

Especially being stared at by those strange eyes made his scalp numb, and his heart felt even more panicked...

Run! It's still too late to run now! He said to himself in his heart.

The potion appraiser hurriedly took off his shoes and stepped on the ice-covered ground with his bare feet, trying to escape from the cave.

If he had known that the Magic Guild Master was not a human being, he would not have taken the initiative to provoke him.

Even though I had said so many words out of anger, when I felt the threat of death at close range, the fear in my heart surged out uncontrollably.

But it's too late to regret now. Willett has no intention of letting him out.

The girl behind him raised a hand, with bloodless fingers, and touched it gently.

At the entrance of the cave in the distance, a thick ice wall like a city wall suddenly rose up. White cold air surged out from the ice wall, and the entire cave was covered with smooth and clear ice crystals.

Even the green flames thrown to the ground by the potion appraiser succumbed to the magic of ice and snow and turned into black and green ashes.

The cave became pitch black again, with only the girl standing next to the cave wall emitting an icy blue glimmer.

The terrifying atmosphere and the cold temperature made the potion appraiser extremely frightened.

Because his body was frozen and his movements were no longer as flexible as before, the appraiser slipped and staggered, almost falling to the ground.

"Ahhhhh!"

Holding his hands on the ground, he suddenly let out a painful roar.

The ice layer that originally covered the rock suddenly turned into ferocious ice spikes at some point. When he put his hands on the ground, the sharp ice spikes instantly pierced the palms of both hands!

"You can't run away."

A cold voice without any emotion suddenly sounded from behind.

The potion appraiser was so frightened that his heart almost stopped. He turned around suddenly, took out a bottle containing purple liquid from his sleeve, and threw it away.

Easily avoiding the potion bottle, the girl with strange eyes, like a demon of ice and snow, stretched out a hand and placed it on the heart of the potion appraiser.

Willett's voice and another strange voice overlapped and echoed in the empty and dark cave:

"Hand over the antidote, or I will execute you on the spot now."

"I, I didn't make an antidote!" The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks could not help chattering his teeth.

When making this potion, he never thought of making an antidote.

He also planted the seeds of demonic poison in himself. This seed did not sprout because it had been controlled by him. This is the appraiser's last trump card.

When absolutely necessary, he will turn himself into a monster that everyone fears.

Now, the time has come!

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Chapter completed!
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