Melinda looked at the green water that kept churning due to the addition of evil energy in the cup. She twitched her nose and hid behind her head, thinking that she could really drink this thing? But she still glared and bit her teeth, and took it a break, just as she thought it was the eye-catching smell of drinking apples!

Under Evanson's gaze, Melinda slowly brought the cup to her mouth, but at this moment, she floated over, "But Evanson, what is the price?"

It was not Melinda who got this question, but she had already made the realization of her strength at all costs. But Claya, who was on the side, asked such a question.

Although she didn't know the cause and effect, she understood now that Evanson wanted to use this... to be regarded as a ritual to give this aunt the power from the magic side.

She also saw that this aunt was not a simple person. Although she looked like a civilian from the perspective of dressing, the sharp eyes she inadvertently showed and the habitual movements of her body, all of which showed that she had excellent close combat ability.

It is rare for people other than magicians to practice fighting skills to this level. However, she does not have the talent to learn magic.

It is bound to pay a very heavy price to allow a person without talent to obtain the power of magic.

But the key is who will pay for this price? If it is Melinda, Clay doesn't care much, but if it is Evanson, who is the caster...

After hearing this question, Melinda's actions were heard, Evanson turned his head and looked at Claya. His pupils shrank, and a hint of horror suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Because he found that there was a fire axe in Claya's hand.

Although Evanson's store was in a downturn, it was a business-oriented nature, so he prepared some fire-fighting equipment to deal with the inspection. This fire axe was one of them. After using it, he threw it into the basement.

But now Evanson looked at this ordinary fire axe and felt a sense of ominousness. It was so unlucky to appear in such an occasion. Why didn’t I notice it? And the rust on the axe blade looks more and more like blood?

This scared Evanson straightened his back and threw the staff in his hand far away. He tried to stay away from someone in an all-round way. But he subconsciously said, "All this."

After saying that, Evanson regretted it. Because perhaps because of psychological reasons, he always felt that the fire axe placed aside suddenly emitted a breath of choosing a person, as if it was roaring loudly, "Come on, I'll swing me up and open his head. It's time for me to show up!"

Evanson swallowed and said quickly, "After you drink this glass of water, you will no longer be an ordinary person. You will find that everything about ordinary people will gradually move away from you."

"Ignorance will not cause pain, ordinary is a kind of happiness..." Melinda shook the water cup in her hand, looked at the green liquid and said, "But my pain comes from ignorance and ordinary!"

She remembered Bahrain Island, Colson's death, the powerlessness after that, and the hatred for herself after that. Melinda, with a decisive look, drank the green water in her hand.

"Ah..." As soon as he drank the water, Melinda threw the cup aside and knelt on the ground, screaming in pain.

Fortunately, Evanson put a soundproof barrier on this basement, otherwise Melinda would have been sorrowful, and the police would be able to surround the certificate in less than five minutes.

Melinda lay on the ground, her body trembling constantly with a roar. Sometimes with a click, her limbs would twist into a strange angle, but it would soon become the same again. The muscles in a certain part of her body would suddenly swell, pushing her clothes tightly, but immediately atrophy into a normal human form.

The pain caused by this sudden change in her body in a short period of time is unimaginable, and every time it will make her scream at the top of her lungs.

Evanson watched coldly, wanting to gain the power that others would never get in their entire lives, he had to pay for the pain that others would never experience in their entire lives. Claya looked a little reluctant to see Melinda like this, but at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief.

She speculated that this might be the real price, but fortunately Evanson was not with this. But thinking about it, with Evanson's personality, self-sacrifice and other things, it does not exist at all.

After about five minutes, Melinda's transformation finally stopped, but the huge pain just now made her feel exhausted and could only lie on the ground and gasp.

As expected, Evanson thought. From the appearance of Melinda's body, like ordinary people, has not changed much except that the nails and ends have turned light green.

Two minutes later, Melinda finally breathed evenly and slowly climbed up from the ground. But when she raised her head, Claya stood next to Evanson because "the crow's feet are gone..."

That's right, the light wrinkles on Melinda's face disappeared, and her lips became a little light black, as if she had applied dark lip gloss. This made her look a little attractive, so Claya quietly raised her threat level to a higher level in her heart.

Humph, I was really blind before, but I actually thought Evanson was very honest. Claya thought to herself. After what happened today, she understood that Evanson was also a cat who could steal fish. I have only been away for less than a month, and he actually stole two of them. What if I didn’t take it seriously?

"What...what did you say?" Melinda was still a little dazed in her childbirth, and she didn't hear what Claya said just now.

"Nothing." Evanson didn't think there was anything strange about this change. After all, one of the characteristics of evil energy is that it will prolong the lifespan and youth of the user, so this makes many people still flock to it even though they know it is dangerous. "How do you feel?"

"It feels so painful." Melinda shook her head and said, "I didn't expect it to hurt so much."

"I said that everything about ordinary people will gradually move away from you." Evanson shrugged and said, "Ordinary people will not suffer this kind of pain."

Melinda shook her head again, not knowing what to say.

"Try your power," Evanson said with a smile. "Concentrate, follow your inner desires and stimulate it."

Melinda closed her eyes and explored the mysterious feeling Evanson said. With a cry, green flames burned on his hands. "This is...my power..."

"He has strengthened your physique very strongly, and you may be able to get a wrench with Captain America now." Evanson said, "and..."

"Evanson..." At this time, Claya looked at Melinda's burning hands, and didn't know what she thought of, and asked Evanson, "I've opened the things in that store, you haven't moved them, right?"

When Claya left, she handed over the keys to her house to Evanson. The place was very memorable to her, so she wanted to stay and make a thought, but she didn't sell it. And now, she had an idea.

"It's the same." Evanson replied in a daze.

Hearing this answer, Claya's eyes immediately narrowed into a crescent moon, and she walked to Melinda and said, "This... Madam, do you want martial arts secrets? The ancient martial arts secrets of Eight Gods, including eight wine glasses, secret peels, jackals, eight teenage girls and other super-killed luxury packages, consider it."
Chapter completed!