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For a wizard, curses are essentially a mandatory course, and among curses, knowing a person's name along with some personal items, such as clothing, allows one to cast a curse. Now that the opponent has obtained his hair, it is absolutely possible to complete a deadly curse.
What infuriated Sha Zi even more was that he had no idea how the Ancient Sorcerer got his hair!
For a wizard, protecting all information and items related to oneself is instinctive!
When they first met, he had asked the Ancient Sorcerer for his name. The other party did not answer, and when asked in return, he also did not respond. However, after being provoked, he not only revealed his own name but also allowed the other party to obtain his hair!
In his decades-long career as a wizard, such an incident had never occurred before!
While seething with anger, Sha Zi also found it strange; logically speaking, he was definitely not a novice. How could he have been so easily provoked by the Ancient Sorcerer?
Staring fiercely at the Ancient Sorcerer, Sha Zi's chest heaved violently. He wanted to strike immediately but felt a sense of hesitation.
For a moment, he realized he was indeed in a bit of a dilemma.
The Ancient Sorcerer smiled and said, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to make a move?"
"Heh heh~~~~~~~"
Sha Zi's eyes darted around for a moment before he suddenly sat down and said, "I just thought of something; you can't do anything to me. For instance, even if you could kill me, you wouldn't want to because that young man wouldn't survive without me."
Having come to this realization, Sha Zi suddenly felt triumphant. Wasn't that exactly the case? The other party dared not act against him since the young man's life was in his hands!
Unless the other party didn't care about the young man's life!
But this is absolutely impossible. If they didn't care about that young man's life, they wouldn't have come to find him!
So, a simple reality is that even if he sticks his neck out, the other party wouldn't take his head off.
This is a kind of confidence; Sha Zi is confident that the sorcery he has "planted" cannot be unraveled by anyone.
The Ancient Sorcerer was taken aback. He hadn't expected this person named Sha Zi to say such a thing—there was indeed a logic to it.
Sorcery has a strong characteristic: apart from the sorcerer who "planted" the spell, it is definitely not an easy task for others to unravel it. This is also why sorcery can be very troublesome.
Especially for powerful sorcerers, it is even more so.
Sha Zi seamlessly belongs to the category of powerful sorcerers, which is why he would say such a thing.
"Ha, you really have that kind of confidence? I wouldn't dare to kill you?"
The Ancient Sorcerer suddenly laughed. The smile on his face was impossible to hide.
Now it was Sha Zi's turn to be stunned. He believed that this young man in front of him must understand what he meant, but if he understood, why was he still so relaxed? Shouldn't he at least speak to him politely?
However, despite his confusion, Sha Zi didn't think too much about it. Instead, he nodded heavily and said, "Yes, of course you wouldn't dare to kill me."
"Then stretch out your neck and let me give it a try."
Sha Zi looked into the Ancient Sorcerer's eyes. For some reason, he felt a bit strange but couldn't pinpoint exactly what was odd. Almost as if compelled by some unseen force, he nodded and said, "Hmph! Come and kill me then."
With this statement, Sha Zi further stretched out his neck, as if he were a prisoner awaiting execution.
"Good."
The Ancient Sorcerer nodded, his hand moving like lightning as it struck Sha Zi's neck.
"Crack!"
With that sound, Sha Zi's neck went limp, and his entire body slowly fell to the ground.
"You..."
Sha Zi's eyes widened in shock; he never expected the Ancient Sorcerer would actually make a move and kill him just like that. The strike was so ruthless that he hadn't even had time to react.
"How dare you kill me? Don't you... don't you want to save that person?"
The Ancient Sorcerer slowly raised his left hand and pointed at his right hand, saying, "If I can kill you, I can also save the person you cursed."
Lying on the ground, Sha Zi felt a chilling sensation coming from the earth—he had never realized the ground could be so cold!
Perhaps it was a cold heart, for he discovered that the Ancient Sorcerer's right hand was holding his own hair. He had unwittingly fallen under the Ancient Sorcerer's curse, which was why he obediently stretched out his neck when prompted.
Sha Zi felt hatred; he had so many methods he hadn't used!
Was he going to die just like this?!
Without further ado, in order to deal with the Ancient Sorcerer, he had just gone to the graveyard to "absorb" a large amount of malevolent energy, which was meant to unleash an extremely vicious curse! However, now there was no opportunity left.
Looking at the sky, Sha Zi noticed that his pupils were dilating, and he could slowly no longer see what the sky looked like. He truly did not want to die, but what could he do?
His neck bones were already broken; the opponent was indeed ruthless, easily snapping his neck with a single motion.
The Ancient Sorcerer looked at Sha Zi lying on the ground and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As he relaxed his right hand, the strand of hair he had been holding fell to the ground. He raised both hands and realized that they were still trembling at this moment.
Sha Zi was undoubtedly a very powerful witch. Just looking at the Wailing Souls suppressed within his Cane showed that competing directly in witchcraft with someone like him would not yield favorable odds given his current inheritance of sorcery.
Understanding this, the Ancient Sorcerer decided to take an unconventional approach. Taking advantage of Sha Zi's moment of inattention, he used Sha Zi's own hair to curse him. Indeed, Sha Zi fell for it; a momentary lapse in his mind allowed the Ancient Sorcerer to strike without hesitation and kill him!
This was also due to Sha Zi's overconfidence, believing that the Ancient Sorcerer would never kill him!
"Did you think I would use witchcraft to fight you in a life-or-death struggle?"
Looking at Sha Zi's slowly cooling and stiffening body, the Ancient Sorcerer sneered. The final move he used to kill was not witchcraft but rather a skill from his time in special forces.
Turning towards the tent, the Ancient Sorcerer no longer glanced at Sha Zi on the ground. He knew there must be something left behind by Sha Zi inside the tent; the "cause" of Song Ti's illness could surely be found there. As long as he found the cause, he was confident he could cure Song Ti!
Thus, when he had the chance earlier, the Ancient Sorcerer directly killed Sha Zi!
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