Chapter 1142

Nash squinted his eyes and asked, “You mean that Mr. Herera and Mr. Anders were bewitched?”

Johnathan had once spoken of the ancient Warlock Clan to Nash.

In ancient times, some people practiced the Path and some practiced

witchcraft.

Anyone could be a Path practitioner by will while witchcraft practitioners needed the blood of the Warlock Clan.

In fact, most of them had Warlock Clan blood in their bodies.

However, nine out of ten times, the blood had been diluted and

contaminated.

Only the ones with the purest warlock blood could practice witchcraft

and become a true warlock.

The ancient witchcraft culture had a long history and could be ed

back to the beginning of time.

To this day, warlocks still existed in some remote mountainous

areas. Most of them were engaged in folk arts such as perform

magic tricks and tarot reading.

These were just the lowest level of witchcraft successors of the clan.

Most of them became swindlers after just learning a few superficial

techniques.

true warlock could refine their

could even control the weather

warlock tombs. Ordinary warlock tombs would never hurt them, so I suspect that this tomb is probably

on the other end of

great warlock 300 years ago, and it

draw.

years ago, but he was at least

a figure who was comparable to a Profound Oriental Realm expert, surely

breath. “I’ll go over this afternoon to have

want to come

now. If he

to the grave with

is not bad either. It should be the tomb of a pre-Renaissance Energy Refiner!”

more and

entered the tomb of the King

Medicine.

still could not hide the excitement and shock that the pre-

Energy Refiner brought

secrets of the pre-Renaissance Energy Refiner, maybe they could find

Refiner?” Nash’s

Perry, it’s time for a

sweet voice came from the

“I have to go. I

to Xanthalos

Mr. Anders and Mr. Herera!”

phone. He was deeply unsettled.

the Renaissance, and pre-Renaissance Energy Refiner referred to those who cultivated

another

for

items found in the immortal tomb would likely be

National Martial

Who are they?”

walked out of the villa They looked haggard, and their eyes were red. It was

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