Herag didn't expect the old man to be so fragile; with just one slap, his head flew off.

He could sense from the magic fluctuations on the old man that he was a Crystalization Wizard.

Originally, he just intended to approach quickly and then heavily injure the old man.

Who would have thought that the old man was already exhausted and extremely weak.

The old man's quill wasn't just using blood as ink; it also contained his own life energy.

When he finished the drawing, his Fire of Life was about to extinguish.

"What does it matter if you kill me? The passage has already been opened, and you can't stop it." The old man's head, lying aside, continued speaking, eyes fixed on Herag.

Having dealt with Abyssal Cultists numerous times, Herag wasn't surprised, knowing that the old man must be maintaining life energy through the power of demons.

He turned his head to look at the large fat worm and David within the witch array.

The large fat worm was deflating like a punctured balloon.

After observing for a while, Herag realized that the large fat worm seemed to store a vast amount of life energy.

This life energy gushed out from its body, absorbed entirely by the witch array below, with not a drop wasted.

Herag quickly realized something; this life energy was one of the energy sources to activate the witch array.

He certainly couldn't just watch as the witch array absorbed all the worm's life energy, otherwise something very bad would occur.

But as the life energy poured out, it seemed there were no good means to stop it.

Such things are intangible, and probably only a Wizard specializing in Necromancy would have some methods to handle it.

Herag thought for a moment, suddenly recalling the Desolate Plague talent within his absorbed bloodline.

This talent could absorb the life energy of other living beings, thereby enhancing one's own life energy.

So far, Herag hadn't used it because it was clearly a power from the Abyss Plane, and he didn't want to use it lightly.

But here in the polluted area it didn't matter, and David was one of his own.

More importantly, the situation was urgent, and he couldn't delay any further. If the witch array fully absorbed the life energy, who knew what would happen?

"I prepared for years, finally gathering enough life energy in this way. It's hard to kill so many in one go; even Franz failed after planning for so long."

"But I'm different; I keep accumulating life energy, as long as I finally gather enough, it's fine. Now, everything is ready!"

The old man seemed very pleased, looking quite satisfied with his plan, wearing a smug expression.

Herag paid him no mind, in a flash appearing within the witch array, then grabbing the large fat worm.

Seeing this, the old man sneered, "It's useless, you can't kill it. Killing it will only make its life energy pour out faster."

Herag ignored the old man's words, grabbing the large fat worm and immediately using the Desolate Plague talent ability.

Instantly, Herag felt an incredibly pure life energy continuously transferred from the large fat worm's body.

Seeing some effect, he immediately increased the intensity of absorption, the speed of absorbing life energy accelerating rapidly.

The large fat worm was already shriveling quickly; with Herag's absorption, the withering speed increased dramatically.

The witch array on the ground was also drawing life energy, and Herag was too, both sides seemingly competing, vying for the worm's life energy.

The Desolate Plague talent was even stronger than Herag imagined; his speed in absorbing life energy far surpassed that of the witch array beneath his feet.

In just a matter of seconds, Herag absorbed sixty percent of the remaining life energy within the large fat worm, with the other forty percent absorbed by the witch array below.

This absorbed life energy diffused into various parts of Herag's body.

Herag didn't feel much now, other than an overwhelming sensation of vigor.

He knew that his lifespan should have increased considerably, though how much exactly was uncertain.

With such a vast amount of life energy, it's unclear how many people this old man had harmed.

The old man, seeing this, gasped in surprise, "How... how did you do that?"

Life energy isn't something just anyone can absorb, aside from some necromantic spells, the vast majority can't do it.

Normal life energy has a limit, just that much.

A Level 1 Wizard only has a lifespan of about three hundred years, not even comparable to many stronger demons.

Human life energy pales in comparison to many species.

So seeing Herag absorb life energy without restraint left the old man puzzled.

Herag didn't respond to the old man because once the life energy within the large fat worm was fully drained, the old man would gradually die as well.

What he needed to do now was immediately leave this place with David.

Since the witch array hadn't absorbed enough life energy, it was instinctively absorbing Herag and David's life energy standing on it.

Herag walked over swiftly, picked up David, and quickly left the witch array zone.

Though David was quite burly, compared to the over four meters tall Herag, he seemed as small as a chick.

Herag retrieved some healing magic potions from his space ring and gave them to David to prevent his injuries from worsening.

"Herag, why are you here?" David, a bit tongue-tied, hesitated for a long time before asking.

"I heard there was an airship crash here, and you were on it, so I came to find you. I couldn't just let you die, right?" Herag said with a smile.

David felt very grateful inside, although he had a lot to say, he knew now wasn't the time for reminiscing.

After Herag briefly treated David's injuries, he prepared to leave with him.

He glanced at the nearby witch array.

Though it didn't absorb enough life energy, the life energy it had absorbed was already sufficient to activate it.

The black vortex above the witch array had grown quite large, with a crack faintly visible within.

Herag sensed the aura emanating from the crack, an aura from the Abyss Plane.

Such small cracks would generally be automatically repaired by the plane's power without sufficient energy support.

However, if someone on the other side of the small crack was actively expanding it, it's a different story.

The witch array on this side was still operating, coordinating forces with the crack, gradually enlarging the small crack.

Herag conjured a few fireballs attempting to destroy the witch array on the ground, but it was ineffective.

This witch array was fully formed, and the only way to destroy it was through analysis of its structure and subsequent disassembly.

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