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All this, Otto did right in front of the Master of Magic, but the other party's expression still seemed to have neither joy nor sorrow, frightfully indifferent.

It looked like a cold robot or statue.

"Evil Dragon, you will pay for everything you have done!"

Even with such words, the Master of Magic's voice seemed to have no emotional elements in it, just like icy electronic sounds.

As soon as the voice of the Master of Magic fell, his eyes flickered like two light bulbs with blue light.

Then, the intricate patterns on his body lit up as well, with the central point seemingly being on his chest.

"Gululu..."

Otto squinted at the Master of Magic, seeing the flesh around his chest convulse at a visible rate amidst the dazzling light.

Soon, a blue crystal emerged from within his body. It was transparent, pure, flawlessly cut, and astonishingly beautiful.

Now, it hung on the Master of Magic's chest, blinking, giving Otto a strong sense of déjà vu.

"An M78 Nebula timer?"