Traveling through the first year of Panlong and Magnolia

The more Andrew thought about it, the more certain he became that this so-called Hamlin must be Doehring Cowart's opponent and the culprit who killed him!

"Interesting, what an unexpected gain." Andrew smiled and drank a glass of wine, looking away from Hamlin.

In the original book, Doering Cowart said that Hamlin was his old rival, and if they could be called old rivals, they definitely had a deep relationship. Now, Andrew felt that the two of them probably had a deep feud before they became the Sanctuary.

"This road is the only way for Doehring Cowart to pass. Here, I met Hamlin again. Could it be that the two of them became enemies here?" Andrew couldn't help but guess.

But whether it is or not, he will keep his eyes on Hamlin next.

About half an hour later, Hamlin finished his meal, picked up his magic wand, and left the tavern quietly like a ghost. Andrew smiled playfully, threw down two gold coins, and followed him. His mental power was strong, and he could easily lock the opponent's position within one kilometer.

However, Andrew did not dare to be so presumptuous. After all, Hamlin was a dark magician and had the potential to become a holy magician. In terms of mental power, he was far superior to his peers. If he was too far away from him, Andrew would not be able to perfectly control his mental power and might be detected by him. Therefore, Andrew set the tracking distance to 200 meters.

Hamlin stayed in Zhubei City for a few days. During these days, he was trying to find out some news. At the same time, he spent a lot of gold coins to buy various magic materials and conducted some research.

Andrew was not surprised by this. In this world, there were no scientists, but almost every magician could be called a scientist. The practice of magic was different from fighting spirit. Magicians were generally representatives of latent cultivation. Their combat power was very strong, but they did not have much combat experience. In comparison, most magicians preferred to stay in the magic tower and conduct research in various fields.

It was not until more than ten days later that Hamlin finally left Pearl City. This time, his goal was to the northwest.

The northwest of Pearl City is the edge of the Magical Beast Mountain Range, which is already the western part of the Magnolia Continent. With Hamlin's seventh-level dark magic, he will basically not encounter any danger here.

Hamlin, who practiced dark magic, had a strong desire to kill. Along the way, Andrew counted and found that he encountered about 200 monsters, most of which were low-level monsters. Ordinary great magicians would not waste magic power on low-level monsters, but Hamlin was different. All the monsters he saw did not survive.

Hamlin doesn’t just kill for killing’s sake.

Every time he killed a monster, Hamlin would take out a fist-sized black crystal ball. He would place the crystal ball on top of the monster's body and mutter something. After a while, the crystal ball flashed, and he put it away with satisfaction.

Andrew looked at it and didn't understand what the other party was doing. Dark magicians are always so mysterious, dark, and weird. In legends, they are also similar to demons.

"Maybe I should do some research. Fusing the Azure Dragon's blood essence is also an adventurous job. Before that, why don't I capture some holy beasts, recruit a group of people, and let them fuse the beasts' blood essence to see what secrets there are..."

Andrew was inspired by Hamlin and had this idea. He knew that Beirut had spent a lot of effort to integrate the essence of the four beasts into the human body. Among them, countless people died, and only Baruch and the other four survived by chance. If the mortality rate was calculated, it would definitely make all the experiments in the previous life ashamed.

Andrew couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thought of this. He had ignored this point before, intentionally or unintentionally. Perhaps, he was still dreaming of being the protagonist, thinking that he was the one and only exception. However, when he thought about this again, Andrew finally woke up.

"We must do the experiment!" Andrew roared in his heart.

Andrew had no idea how to conduct the experiment. He only knew that he had to be patient until he was sure of success.

Hamlin's actions continued. As he went deeper, he killed more and more monsters. Gradually, there were more intermediate monsters. With his level 7 dark magic, even level 6 monsters could not withstand a few blows. Many of them were turned into skeletons by his magic.

After another half a month, Andrew keenly discovered that the black crystal ball began to change. In the originally dark crystal ball, a wisp of mist appeared at some point.

"What is that?" Andrew asked puzzledly.

Later, Andrew began to focus on the crystal ball. He found that every time Hamlin killed a monster and finished the spell, the mist in the crystal ball would grow a little.

Yes, a tiny trace, a trace that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye! If Andrew had not been strong in spirit, he would not have been able to detect it.

"These mists seem to contain different powers!" Andrew understood a little. He knew that these must be the means of the dark magician.

Andrew was really curious about the mist, especially the power contained in it, which was very different from the fighting spirit and magic he knew. Andrew even felt a desire in his heart, a desire to devour that power.

"Be patient, you must be patient! Wait until Hamlin meets Doering Cowart, then take action!"

Andrew took great pains to dispel the thought and hung behind Hamlin.

Half a day later, Hamlin found a secluded place and meditated as usual. However, this time, he held the crystal ball in his hand. Andrew found that as he entered into meditation, the mist in the crystal ball slowly seeped into his body...

Half an hour later, Hamlin finished his meditation and put away the crystal ball with satisfaction. Andrew found that his mental strength had increased a lot.

"The thing that can enhance mental strength is..."

Andrew suddenly remembered that in the original book, a god-level powerful being called the Great Wizard once slaughtered countless humans and used a crystal ball to collect souls for himself to absorb... This behavior was so similar to the scene before his eyes!

"It seems that Hamlin is collecting souls." Andrew was sure, otherwise, Hamlin would never have made such progress in just half an hour of meditation.

Being able to collect souls is a skill that not ordinary people have.

In this world, after a life dies, the soul is sucked into the underworld. Souls below the god level have one more chance to reincarnate. As long as they reach the god level in the second life, the memory of the first life will be restored. However, there are many powerful people who have various means to retain the souls of these lives when they die and prevent them from entering the underworld.

Among them, the majority are magicians who practice magic such as death and darkness.

Andrew's heart was a little hot. He stared at the crystal ball and thought secretly: If I could get this method and absorb the soul power in it, my mental strength would also be enhanced.

Of course, he was just thinking about it. Not to mention that he couldn't use this method, he couldn't get over the psychological barrier either. There were many ways to enhance mental strength, so he didn't need to use this killing method.

Hamlin was immersed in this progress and worked even harder to kill the monsters. Not only that, he also killed all the humans he met and collected their souls with the crystal ball and absorbed them himself.

Seeing this scene, Andrew's eyes turned cold, and in his heart, he sentenced Hamlin to death.

"If I don't find Doehring Cowart in another three months, I'll kill him!"

About two hundred miles into the Magical Beast Mountains, Hamlin's magic robe remained the same, pitch black, with no signs of anything unusual. In the past few months, nearly ten thousand lives had died at his hands. Relying on the souls of the killed Magical Beasts and humans, Hamlin's mental strength grew rapidly, and it was almost reaching the peak of level seven.

"Om..."

Andrew, who was two hundred meters behind Hamlin, suddenly felt a wave from the ground.

"Earth magic, should be level seven or eight, about twenty miles away from here..." As a Sanctuary Warrior and Sanctuary Mage, Andrew's strength is unfathomable, and he immediately determined the source of the fluctuation.

Hamlin didn't have his strength, and couldn't feel the fluctuations. However, he accidentally went in the direction of the fluctuations. After walking forward for more than ten miles, Hamlin finally found something strange.

At this time, Andrew felt more clearly that a great battle was going on a few miles away. The vibrations of the battle spread far away, and judging from the intensity, neither side would exceed level eight.

Hamlin also guessed it, and after thinking about it, he sneaked away carefully. Andrew sneered, this man might be thinking of taking advantage of others.

Dark magic is very suitable for concealment. As a great magician, Hamlin chanted a spell and turned into a shadow, passing through the woods and quickly reaching a distance of several miles.

Lurking on the side, Hamlin looked at the distance. Behind him, Andrew also followed.

In front of a mound, a six-meter-tall giant bear roared at the human magician in front of it. Earth spikes more than one meter long kept appearing on the ground. The hills around it kept cracking and breaking... This was the scene on the battlefield.