He had no idea what Elijah was talking about.
But then he seemed to remember something and said in horror, "The corpse core you mentioned... is it the Magic Crystal?"
"It seems some people call it that!" Elijah replied. As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of cold light gleamed in his hand, and a sharp dagger plunged directly into Nathan's throat.
"Gurgle... gurgle..."
Nathan didn't have time to dodge; he could only instinctively cover his throat with his hands, trying to press down on the wound Elijah had inflicted.
But it was useless. Blood gushed out of the wound, a considerable amount entering his esophagus and mouth, causing him to vomit blood profusely.
Nathan stared at Elijah with wide, angry eyes, not understanding why this person had suddenly attacked him.
Even knowing the few pieces of information he provided, keeping him alive for mutual verification would have been beneficial!
He was unwilling! So unwilling!
