Like a miracle-working physician, Lin Qi revived the middle-aged man again in the span of just two breaths.
The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with confusion.
'Hadn't I just been killed by the Blood Moon Envoy?'
'How am I alive again?'
'Could everything just now have been an illusion, a test from the Blood Moon?'
'Or had I truly died, only to be revived by the Blood Moon's grace?'
The pain in his chest had vanished without a trace, but his body was still severely injured.
He weakly pushed himself halfway up.
The middle-aged man looked up and once again saw Lin Qi.
He gasped, squeezed his eyes shut, and lay back down again.
He didn't dare open his eyes, hoping it was all an illusion…
Unfortunately, Lin Qi's voice broke the silence. "Tell me every Extraordinary Power you have mastered since becoming a Moon Worshiper."
Hearing Lin Qi's command, the middle-aged man wanted to play dead, but he could not resist the unique Spiritual Power of a Wizard.
