Impressionistic Villain: Achieving Wizarding Supremacy Through Experimentation

Chapter 76 The Identity of the Man in Black Robes and... Parting from Love!

Not far away, a raven perched on a treetop gazed at the scene below, a deep sense of self-mockery rising within it:

"Ha, I really do look like a mastermind behind the scenes! But all I... want to do is survive!"

Looking back on everything since he came into this world, every step he took was filled with helplessness and being unable to control his own destiny.

He already had a path to the future, but reality was like an invisible whip, driving him forward relentlessly, never allowing him a moment's peace.

With his gaze fixed on the black-robed figure that was approaching Leo step by step, Hick's eyes suddenly froze like ice!

"Peron, are you still fantasizing about resisting? It's all in vain!!!"

The man in black robes was none other than Belon, who should have been in prison!

Krall's financial backer and chief henchman!

At this moment, Perón's face was covered in tears, his eyes filled with despair, sorrow, and an almost greedy desire for life.

He simply couldn't understand how he had fallen to such a state!

He was once a promising apprentice of dark wizards, but now he has become a manipulated, moving human bomb!

Feeling the terror of his body completely spiraling out of control, all Belon could do was squeeze every last bit of willpower from the depths of his soul and desperately resist the terrifying force that was pushing him forward—slower, slower!

As long as that red-haired kid is still alive, maybe...maybe I still have a sliver of hope? Right?

"That red-haired kid, even on his deathbed, he still has such a pretty girl by his side, what a lucky guy... But..."

Just as Brown, wielding a pale white bone blade, grinned as he prepared to end Leo and Sirian's lives with his own hands, Sorey, who had been silent as a stone, stepped in front of him to block his path.

"You can't kill this person."

"Why should I?" Brown sneered, roughly shoving Sorey aside. "What, you, a piece of trash, have to do it yourself?"

"My lord has ordered that the man in black robes must do it himself." Sori's voice was completely calm.

Brown, who had only taken a few steps, suddenly froze, turned around abruptly, and his eyes blazed with fury: "Why didn't you say so sooner?! What if I had killed them earlier?!"

Sori's gaze remained calmly fixed on Leo's direction, his tone indifferent: "I'm watching. You can't kill him."

"Hahaha! Good! What a fine 'I can't kill you' statement!" Brown laughed angrily, his bone blade pointing directly at Sorey. "You mean, you're stronger than me?!"

Sorey slowly turned his head, his icy gaze sweeping over Brown like a blade: "You want to try?"

Brown's expression suddenly darkened, and the sharp edge of his bone blade was revealed: "Let's give it a try!"

Just as the two were on the verge of exploding with murderous intent, a voice as cold as the winds of the deepest hell pierced their minds without warning:

"Are you guys... really that free?"

The two men's expressions changed drastically. Before they could offer any explanation, Hick's unquestionable command rang out once more:

"Get ready, we're leaving!"

"Understood, sir!" The two men instantly concealed their sharpness and responded in unison.

Brown then added, "I immediately ordered the troops to retreat."

"No, only you and Sean."

Brown's face stiffened, his Adam's apple bobbed, but he ultimately bowed respectfully: "...Understood, sir!"

Brown's lips twitched violently when he caught a glimpse of the faint, mocking curve at the corner of Sorey's mouth out of the corner of his eye.

He had previously mocked Sorey for being a lone commander, but in the blink of an eye... he himself was not even as good as Sorey?

At least that guy has Sean by his side! But I... am going to abandon all my subordinates with my own hands?

But then I thought again—no! How could he and Sory be the same?

Sorey's mission failed and his men were all killed; while he himself was following the superior's far-sighted strategic decision to abandon the mission!

Upon realizing this, Brown straightened his back instantly and even gave Sorey a disdainful snort.

This inexplicable behavior made Sorey frown slightly, completely baffled as to what this idiot was up to this time.

Seeing Belon closing in step by step, radiating an ominous aura, Sirien's eyes blazed, and she resolutely stood in front of Leo!

Her body was enveloped in surging magical power, like a candle flame about to burn out bursting forth with its last glimmer of light—she had resigned herself to death!

"You...don't...do this...Sirius..."

Leo gazed at the girl's resolute back, his eyes overflowing with tenderness and deep reluctance.

"Stop talking... let's go!"

Sirian's voice was firm and unwavering. She never turned around, not daring to let Leo see her tears streaming down her face.

"Live on, carrying my share..."

Sirian's words struck Leo's heart like a heavy hammer.

His trembling hand instinctively reached for his chest, tightly clutching a cool stone hidden inside his clothes.

"How...did you...know...I could walk?" His voice was broken, and his breath grew weaker and weaker.

Sillian didn't turn around, forcing a relaxed tone as she squeezed out her voice:

"I...don't I know you yet? Save your energy...don't talk! The more you talk...the deeper you'll absorb the poison!" Her shoulders trembled slightly.

"Ahem... Haha... You really do understand me..."

Leo smiled with difficulty, his gaze lingering greedily on Silian's back, as if he wanted to etch every strand of her hair into his soul.

He gathered his last strength, his voice carrying a hint of pleading tenderness:

"Finally...finally...let me...look at your hands...okay? Your hands...are so beautiful..."

Sillian could no longer hold back, and tears streamed down her face like a burst dam!

She turned around abruptly, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Leo, choking back sobs.

"You've...you've seen it all...for so many years...and...you still haven't had enough?!"

A warm smile bloomed on Leo's pale face as his gaze gently traced her tear-streaked cheeks. He whispered, "I... I can't get enough of looking at her... I could never get enough of looking at her in a lifetime..."

"Idiot!" Sillian wiped away her tears fiercely, her voice trembling with sobs. She stubbornly reached out her hand, turning her head away from Leo. "Look! Look! After you've seen it... get out of here! I... I still have... I still have to fight!"

Leo took the hand, stained with tears and dust, yet still incredibly precious to him. He stroked it gently, murmuring, "So beautiful..."

Before he finished speaking, the tenderness in his eyes instantly turned into determination!

With a sudden burst of strength, the hand gripping the stone shoved the space stone into Sirius's palm!

At the same time, his other hand, which was gripping Sirian's wrist, unleashed a terrifying, almost supernatural power, tightening its grip like an iron clamp!

"What are you doing?!" Silian sensed something was wrong and tried to pull her hand away and turn around in shock!

It's too late!

Leo's face still held that heartbreakingly warm smile as he gazed deeply into Sillian's terrified eyes. With his last strength, he uttered three words clearly and gently:

"I love you."

The next second—click!

A teeth-grinding, crackling sound, a mixture of shattering bones and crumbling crystals, suddenly exploded!

Leo's terrifying power simultaneously crushed Sirien's hand bones and the space stone in his palm!

"No--!!!!!"

Sillian's shrill, inhuman scream tore through the despairing air of the canyon!