Please listen to the voice of black magic

After killing the female magician, Antonio's headless body fell limply to the ground.

"Wow……"

Annan, who had been watching from a safe distance from beginning to end, couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.

The head can still move without the body, and it can still accurately and violently destroy the enemy. This kind of thing would have been impossible to see in the world without magic in the previous life.

"We died together. It's so tragic. Even if we want to save him, we can't save him now, hmm? Why does it feel like something is wrong?"

Annan didn't know whether this was a whim or a flash of inspiration. In short, he followed his instinctive feeling and left the place where he had been hiding. He quickly walked into the hall that was pitted due to the fight just now.

Compared to peeking outside, this hall actually feels much more spacious. No wonder it can accommodate the previous battle.

Annan stopped and looked at the big head at his feet.

He casually put the pistol into his pocket, bent down and picked up the head of the detective who seemed to be dead.

"Yo."

Annan said hello to Mr. Detective's head, and then ran to Mr. Detective's body covered with hair.

He forcefully turned the heavy, headless body lying on the ground over, and then put the head back in his hand.

"Well, I'm not mistaken about the pros and cons. What will happen if it's reversed? Forget it, it's better not to be mean, human life is at stake. Yeah, this should be fine."

Annan stared at the detective Antonio who had regained his integrity for a moment. Canon.

The completely separated wound on Mr. Detective's neck healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within a few seconds his body and head merged back into one.

"cough……"

Antonio coughed out a mouthful of blood with a painful look on his face.

He breathed again.

He came to life.

To be precise, he is not dead at all.

However, if Annan had not appeared in time to rejoin his head and body, it would have been difficult to say if it had been a little longer.

"Can the head and body be completely separated and recover? Is this the werewolf of this world?"

Annan heard clearly what the female magician said before, and now Mr. Detective's body is obviously not extraordinary. A normal human body will not grow strange black hair, nor will it suddenly expand.

"Okay, let Mr. Detective take a rest. He looks like he can't speak or move for the time being."

Annan shifted his gaze to the body of the female magician at his feet.

This originally young and beautiful female magician must have been dead for a long time, and it was unlikely that she would recover like Mr. Detective.

The blond female magician's head was crushed like a tomato, and her chest was really wide open, allowing you to see one through the other.

This situation, even in this world where magic exists, is impossible to recover from.

In this low-demon world, there is no so-called resurrection spell.

"However, I have never heard of anyone having such ridiculously powerful recovery abilities as Mr. Detective. Maybe there is really a way to resurrect this so-called low-demon world?"

Annan squatted down, not minding the tragic condition and blood stains on the female magician's body at all, and began to rummage up and down, inside and outside, left and right.

There might be something he wants in this female magician.

"Wait, you..."

When Annan was groping for the body without any courtesy, a feeble voice came from the side.

The one who spoke was the gray-haired man who appeared at the other end of the hall and attacked the female magician.

The old man, covered in blood, sat against the wall and slumped on the ground helplessly.

"Old man, wait a minute. I'll come over after I finish looking for you."

Annan responded without raising his head.

"It's strange, why is there nothing that can hear the sound? Isn't this woman a black magician? Or... I can't hear it now?"

After Annan entered this unknown space where the red moon existed, the sound of black magic kept echoing in his ears.

Maybe these sounds will interfere with his hearing ability, making him unable to hear the sounds even if he comes into contact with dark magic items.

"No, that shouldn't be the case. I can't understand the content of the whispers echoing here, but if I hear the sound of black magic by touching objects, I should understand it and learn it quickly. So, just this Doesn’t the woman have what I want?”

Annan was not too disappointed. If he couldn't find it, he couldn't find it. It wasn't like there was no chance next time. He could just look for it later.

He shook his head and threw away the golden wand of the female magician he had just picked up. He originally thought that this intact item might allow him to hear the sound of black magic, but unfortunately it did not.

Annan clapped his hands and stood up, quickly coming to the side of the old man covered in blood.

"Hello, do you need first aid? I don't know medical skills, and I don't know how to stop bleeding, but I can still take you to the hospital."

No matter how he looked, this man looked like he had lost too much blood. He might be dead if he was careless. It was naturally impossible for Annan to ignore him.

"you……"

The gray-haired old man looked at the young man in front of him and hesitated to speak.

Panting softly, he slowly shook his head.

"It's okay. I've stopped the bleeding. I can't die..."

"That's good, I'm relieved. So, can I ask you a few questions? If you don't mind."

Annan showed a friendly smile.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Who is that female magician? Do you know the, um, hairy man over there?"

The old man took a few breaths and then answered the question slowly.

"The man over there is the private detective I hired not long ago. He...he was involved by me. He completed my commission last week. If he is not a werewolf, maybe the Golden Witch is not either. Will pay attention to him..."

"The golden witch? That female magician?" Annan asked enthusiastically.

"Young man, you don't know the Golden Witch. She is the Black Witch who is very famous in the underground world... Are you just new to the world here, or do you really know nothing?"

The old man stared at the young man in front of him with a pair of tired eyes.

"Yes, I don't know anything." Annan responded with a hearty and honest nod.

"…………"

The old man fell silent, he didn't even know what to say.

"well……"

The old man sighed.

"Everyone who has entered this 'foreign land' and has been in contact with this 'other world' will never be able to escape the shadow of this place for the rest of their lives... You must remember this."

"An alien land? Another world? Are you talking about this strange place?"

Annan's eyes lit up.

He finally knew the name of this strange space.

Moreover, through this encounter, he also learned that there would be other people in this strange place.

"Old sir, I really know nothing about this place. Can you please tell me more about this place?"