"You're ugly. Really ugly."
Frelin looked at Horna, whose face had been disfigured due to jealousy of her, with sarcasm. Even though Horna was now using her own body, Frelin still thought it was ugly.
"You said I was ugly?"
Horna sneered: "I am your face and your body now. If you say I am ugly, then you are saying that you are ugly. Why? Could it be that the beautiful Frelin would also look down on herself and think that she is ugly?"
"No, it's you. You are ugly inside and think so darkly of others. I didn't expect that you became friends with me because you were jealous of me. What are you jealous of me for? My beauty? It's precisely because you value it too much and your mind is too complicated, so you don't know that you are a joke in front of those strong people! Do you know why I am more popular than you? It's not because you are a gypsy, nor because you are not good-looking, but because you think you have hidden your ugly heart well, but it is seen clearly by those strong people. Who would be with a woman who can tell at a glance that her heart is impure? Are you willing to give? You know how to ask for things, don't you know that this makes you look uglier?"
"Shut up! It's not your turn to say what happens to me!"
Horna roared, then grabbed Frelin and chanted a soul-devouring spell.
Frelin only felt that he was being pulled towards Horna and was unable to move. Just when Frelin was about to be pulled close to Horna, a ray of light emerged from Frelin's body and flew towards Frelin.
"No! That's my magic weapon!"
Fryling looked at the antique knife in his hand, then clenched the knife and slashed at Horna.
Maybe... maybe after this cut, she would no longer exist, but Fryling knew that she had to do it. For herself, and for the one she loved...
"No! You can't do that! You'll die if you chop it down! You'll die! No!"
Fryling didn't hesitate and chopped down with all his strength. Under the pressure of the magic weapon, Horna didn't even have the slightest thought of resisting. She just watched the ancient sword chop her body...
Lilith felt it when the magic weapon left Freling's body, so she looked up at Freling's tent. The mark of Horna that she had marked was disappearing quickly. Lilith looked at the quickly disappearing mark without any movement.
Only after knowing that the mark on her arm had completely disappeared did Lilith slowly withdrew her hand.
Then he walked to a cabinet, took out a very small bottle, and returned to his previous position.
Lilith shook the potion in the bottle and drank it in one gulp.
Soon, the body belonging to Lilith fell off, and finally turned into a cute elf with pointed ears and a blue hair crown, appearing in Lilith's place.
This kind of Lilith is the real wind spirit Lilith.
"I didn't expect that people's hearts could change so easily. This time, I made a mistake."
Lilith sighed. She didn't expect that Horna had hidden a magic weapon from her. Now Horna obviously couldn't control the magic weapon and died from it. As an elf, no matter how powerful she was, she couldn't save Horna.
Those who die under the magic weapon will be reduced to ashes, without leaving any trace.