In the blink of an eye, four people were dead.
To be specific, four Rank 2 - Mana Liquefaction Magi died in the hands of another Magus who was also at the same level of strength.
This was an outcome that the cultists hadn't even imagined in their wildest dreams. To be able to take out not one, not two, but four Magi back to back single-handedly, just what sort of bizarre concept was that?
Out of all the Magi present, the most shocked person was none other than Altan Duskfall. After all, he had spent the most time with Adam.
Throughout the entire evening, he had gone around his estate telling everyone how the two were close buddies and whatnot. While all this while, he hadn't the slightest clue that Adam could have snapped his neck like a twig.
Altan's back was drenched in a layer of cold sweat and he thought to himself, It is my good fortune that I managed to keep my head intact till now… if it wasn't because of the mana contract between us, I'm sure he'd kill me!
