Chapter 751: Cold Laughter
Elsa understood instantly—aside from the Life Sigil Relic Spirit, no other Dark Elf could possibly possess such ability.
Elsa knew all too well how powerful this group was; there was absolutely no way a level thirty-five Dark Elf could escape them so easily. Even the strongest Dark Elf in history couldn’t have pulled that off at thirty-five.
Unless protected by the Life Sigil Crystal’s magical artifact, there really was no other explanation.
Having confirmed the identity of that strange Dark Elf, Elsa asked with a hint of regret, “Too bad he got away...”
Then she shot Leon a peculiar look, her mind swirling with questions—how did Merlin know all this?
Leon let out a cold laugh. “He won’t get far.”
After a brief pause, Leon suddenly asked an odd question: “Do you have any crystals from your tribe on you?”
Elsa looked puzzled, her curiosity multiplying, but she obediently produced a clear crystal and handed it to Leon.
Leon took the crystal, then pulled out a pile of tools—even his Alchemy Table. He placed the crystal on the table and swiftly began carving runes of transmutation and glyphwork onto its surface...