She unfolded the snakeskin. When she saw the burn marks on it, her expression changed slightly. She turned to the mage girl and asked, "Shanshan, have you seen this kind of magic before?"
The mage girl named Shanshan stepped forward and looked at it with a surprised expression on her face.
The green snakeskin was surrounded by burn marks, showing a spiral shape. Moreover, it was obviously squeezed before it died, because there were obviously signs of being absorbed around the burn marks.
"Gods above!" The mage girl muttered, "Maybe this isn't magic, but a red-hot iron chain. That person used the red-hot iron chain to strangle the Green Snake to death!"
"Didn't you feel the fluctuation of magic?"
The mage girl said, "Yes, but it doesn't work! The nature of the fire element is violent and scattered. They can't condense into whips or vines, so I think it should be something like a chain..."
