Zheng Qing brought his injured finger to his mouth and carefully sucked on it.
The wound was small and did not affect his ability to cast spells. The Warlock looked back at the Sapium tree, shook his head, and continued to follow the team. Due to the dim light, he did not notice that at the tip of the little thorn that had pricked him, there hung a drop of crimson blood.
As they proceeded, the young wizards saw several skeletal frameworks wandering in the darkness, including the common unicorns and griffins of the Magic World, as well as the bizarre species long lost in history, such as birds with three heads and six tails, and fish that were half-fish and half-snake, etc.
The two groups did not interfere with each other, clearly separated, but the guests' rustling footsteps intertwined with the clacking sounds of the skeletons wandering, adding a touch of mystery to this tranquil world.
