Marcus the Level-7 Mage!

It was close to summer now, but spring lethargy still hung in the air.

After such a thing happened in the backyard of the villa, Sonny was terribly worried about the safety of his wife and children, so he personally sent them back to their hometown.

After going back and forth, Sonny fell asleep in the bedroom first.

As for Wheeler, he would choose to sleep whenever he was full.

On the other hand, Marcus and the famous "magical duo" were guarding the villa and did not dare to sleep.

Marcus, who was guarding the back door, was sipping on a potion. He muttered, "After this mission is completed, I must find someone to look for the 'Advanced Life Potion'."

"What big hearts." A maid had just entered the door when she saw two green-robed mages sleeping on the sofa.

The maid walked over and tidied up the things on the table.

However, black blood flowed out of the noses of the green-robed mages.

"Sirs?"

The maid took a closer look and noticed that their faces were slowly turning pallid.

She mustered up her courage and reached her trembling hands under their noses.

There was no breath.

They were dead!

"Argh!" The maid was about to shout, but she did not realize that the other maids and butlers around her were also dead.

Then, a shadow appeared!

A wan palm full of brown spots suddenly covered her mouth tightly.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed.

Then, the hall was silent.

The old butler did not look at them. He wiped his hands and knife and began to walk to the back door.

"Don't go, old butler," Marcus stood behind him and said.

"Weren't you at the back entrance?" The old butler was a bit surprised.

"I just need to pee. Don't panic," Marcus said casually.

Immediately after that, there was a fireball!

The old butler immediately moved away and grinned. "Is that all?"

"Hehe." Marcus laughed coldly. "Indeed, that's all!"

The fireball seemed to have some sort of intelligence as it suddenly turned around and charged forward.

"A level-7 mage?" After the old butler was struck by the fireball, he turned into ashes and disappeared.

Marcus looked around to find that he was nowhere to be seen. He saw that the two green-robed mages on the sofa had already stood up.

The black veins on their faces could be clearly seen. With empty and lifeless eyes, they appeared extremely terrifying.

Suddenly, their limbs began to twist, and their expressions were extremely ferocious. As two rows of scarlet bone spikes exploded from their chests, their pitch-black palms grew incomparably huge. The two monsters looked extremely terrifying under the light.

"Is that a puppet spell?" Marcus said in a deep voice, "That's one of the evilest black magic around."

According to the legend, some black mages who wanted to pursue even greater power would plant a puppet flower while a man was still alive.

When the flower had absorbed its host's life, it would turn into a puppet that would be invulnerable, powerful, and controlled by the Dark Master.

Although it appeared deformed, it was fast and powerful.

As for its shortcomings, that was why it had to be controlled. There would be a one-second stun time after each action was completed. Furthermore, their napes were fragile.

Under the flickering candlelight, the two puppets stretched out their sharp claws and began to charge forward.

"They're actually moving separately?!"

Nevertheless, Marcus did not panic. He used his Shadow Flash to appear behind them and dodge the attack.

They were originally level-5 mages. After being fortified by the puppets, their strength was already on par with Marcus's.

Although it was difficult for two fists to fight against four hands, Marcus was not afraid at all. He used the secret Arcane Wind Blade Spell while they were frozen for a second!

The curtains rippled, and a strong wind appeared!

Two green wind blades quickly brushed past the back of their necks.

Then, the brown carpet was dyed black.

Marcus, who was gasping non-stop, touched his neck.

Just now, their fingertips had suddenly stretched out, wanting to cut off his head. Fortunately, he was fine.

After Marcus saw that there was no longer any danger in the hall, he hurriedly ran over and knocked on the door to Sonny's bedroom.

He saw Sonny sleeping soundly. No matter how hard he shook him, he could not wake up.

"Marcus, Marcus!" After Wheeler entered Sonny's bedroom, he panted and shouted loudly, "That mask...there's something wrong with that mask! I just saw my dog accidentally bite that mask and immediately fall asleep."

Marcus was a little surprised. "Then, why did you wear a mask in the afternoon?"

"My only magic is passive magic, so it's immune to all negative effects."

"Sonny isn't dead yet. Do you have a way to save him?" Marcus said. "He was hit by the puppet flower. Without a grand mage, he cannot undo it."

"Hehe, just feed him my blood," Wheeler said nervously. "But there's a risk. I've only tested it on animals. This is my first time trying it on a human."

"Don't worry about it," Marcus said, "He's on death's doorstep..."

The bedroom was silent.

After a long time, the blood returned to Sonny's face, and he woke up.

Sonny tilted his head. After opening his eyes, he pointed at the door with a trembling finger. "They..."

Marcus suddenly turned his head.

Creak, creak. The locked door was half-open.

A damp cold wind blew in.

Those who had been stabbed to death by fishing harpoons crawled out of the door.

Densely packed, piled up like a mountain.

Marcus felt as if he had fallen into the abyss of hell!

[The Heart of Nightmare has absorbed evil items. Practice speed is increased by 76%. Current progress is 50%!]

Scrunched up like a pile of hemp, Marcus did not think much and just used his magic to cast the Grand Fireball Spell.

However, there were just too many of them.

"Run!" Marcus said to Wheeler, "Remember to bring Sonny with you!"

"Be careful." Although Wheeler was afraid of death, he still hoped that Marcus would stay alive. At least, he hoped that he could stall things for a few minutes.

"You want to run? Dream on!" The window of the bedroom was suddenly smashed, and a man in a black trench coat suddenly appeared in front of them, rubbing his palms to launch a ball of wind.

"Be careful!" Marcus shouted.

After a gust of strong wind, the entire villa was destroyed!

Marcus, Wheeler, and the others quickly dodged and escaped.

Following the destruction of the wind...

"Cough, cough." Marcus wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "A ten-meter Shadow Flash is still too short..."

Wheeler's left foot was sliced, and he was kneeling on the ground on his right knee while still carrying Sonny on his back. "Wheeler, don't die!"

"Marcus, Wheeler," Sonny said weakly, "Don't worry about me. I'm just a burden."

At this moment, puppets blocked their front while the black mage was behind them!

Marcus stood up shakily and walked in front of Wheeler and the others.

With his black hair fluttering in the wind, Marcus stared at the black mage in front of him. He was the source of all this disaster!

"It's time for you to die."

The black mage took off his mask and grinned at Marcus. "Do you still remember me?"

Marcus was shocked. "You're the librarian from that day! Nathan Adams?!"