“What did she do just now?”
Countless prying eyes followed the female elf into the wooden house and stopped at the flattened black figure.
The group of people fell into silence. Two elderly voices were slowly discussing in a corner.
“Dead?”
“The alchemy body has been destroyed and all the soul energy has been absorbed. She couldn’t be more dead...”another voice replied.
“But how did she do it?”
“From the energy rules, it’s a simple shapeshifting spell...”the old man looked over and replied faintly.
“How is that possible...”the other voice obviously did not quite believe it.
Shapeshifting was a very simple spell in arcane magic. The principle was not complicated, and usually, low-level arcane magic civilizations had this kind of research, however, that thing could not turn anyone into anything it wanted. After all, if it could, wouldn’t arcane wizards be invincible?
Such instantaneous shapeshifting usually required a huge gap between the two sides...
