Ebert held his breath, looking through the swaying reeds, watching the strange battle in the distance intently.
The two people, a man and a woman, were both wearing simple robes, holding strangely shaped staffs, chanting and manipulating invisible magic, fighting back and forth.
The man was tall and had a stern face. He wore a black robe embroidered with golden runes. Whenever he waved the staff inlaid with red gems, the surrounding trees would shake violently, as if an invisible force was distorting the space.
The woman was petite and beautiful. She wore a white dress dotted with silver patterns. Whenever she waved the staff inlaid with blue gems, the air around her would ripple, as if an invisible force was disturbing the airflow.
Although Ebert didn't understand what they were saying, he could feel that the battle between the two had entered a white-hot stage.
The man was obviously better. He manipulated the "gravitational magic" and turned the surrounding trees, rocks, and even the air into weapons of attack. Like a violent storm, he attacked the woman fiercely.
The woman seemed a little powerless. Although she tried her best to dodge, she was still hit by several pieces of gravel. There were also a few bright red bloodstains on her white dress.
"Junior sister, you lose! Just surrender!" The man shouted loudly, and his voice was full of the pride of the winner.
"Humph! Senior brother, don't be too proud too early!" The woman wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, "Even if I die, I will not let you get the 'Gravity Jade'!"
"Stubborn!" The man snorted coldly and waved his staff again. A more powerful force swept towards the woman.
The woman was about to be defeated. Suddenly, she put away the staff in her hand, bowed to the man, and said softly: "Brother, I am willing to marry you, and the 'Gravity Jade' will also belong to you. I only ask you to let me go."
The man was stunned when he heard the woman's words, and then he stopped attacking, with a glimmer of greed and lust in his eyes.
"If you had known this, why would you fight with me for so long? Wouldn't you just obey me?" As he spoke, he walked towards the woman with a lewd smile on his face.
"Junior sister, I'm tired now. Please dance to help me relax." The man walked in front of the woman, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, his eyes full of evil thoughts.
A trace of disgust flashed in the woman's eyes, but she resisted the urge to attack, but nodded obediently and began to dance.
She danced gracefully, twisting her slender waist, swinging her plump upper body and buttocks. Her arms undulated like waves, and her eyes were as sultry as flames. She exuded a charming confidence and charm that made people dazzled. She danced in the forest like a flexible snake. Every move she made was full of temptation, making people irresistible. She was like a blooming rose, exuding a charming fragrance. Her eyes were as sultry as flames, and her lips were slightly raised, revealing a charming smile
However, just as the man was fascinated by her, a sly light flashed in the woman's eyes.
As she danced, she approached the man unnoticed, and her clothes gradually slipped off with her movements, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.
The man's eyes were straight, and his breathing became rapid. He didn't notice that there was a sharp dagger in the woman's hand.
At this moment, the woman suddenly stopped dancing. She thrust the dagger in her hand into the man's heart with lightning speed.
"Ah——"
The man screamed and looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief. He never thought that this seemingly weak junior sister would be so vicious.
"You...you..." The man wanted to say something, but blood kept pouring out of his mouth, leaving him speechless.
"You rotten dog! You actually want to eat my flesh. Now lie on the ground and see how arrogant you are!" A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the woman's eyes. She pulled out the dagger and stabbed the man's chest again.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
One knife, two knives, three knives...
The woman seemed to be crazy. She stabbed the man's body frantically until his body turned into a pool of meat mud. Then she stopped.
Ebert, who was hiding in the pool, witnessed all this with his own eyes. He was so frightened that he dared not even breathe.
He never thought that this seemingly weak woman would be so vicious and cruel in her killing method.
Ebert secretly felt lucky that he had not acted rashly just now, otherwise, he would be the one lying on the ground now.
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