Who hid My Corpse!

Of course, the help from the Ether family was indispensable, but most of it was due to Roland's own efforts.

He concealed his identity, posing as an ordinary Silver Sound Player, just to blend in with those talentless players and lure them to him for treatment.

This was no simple task.

For a genius like him, mingling with those mediocrities was pure torture.

Fortunately, the torture was about to end.

The gas in the tube grew increasingly rarefied, Connie's note dimmed, while the once murky area of Roland shone brightly again.

Roland slowly opened his eyes, excitement glimmering in his blue pupils.

One more month.

Just one last month.

He exhaled deeply, disregarding Connie who was trembling in pain on the hospital bed, and leisurely got up to dress.

A month later, he too could let the master hear his voice.

Thinking of this, Roland couldn't help but lift the corner of his mouth.

But the smile lasted less than a second before disappearing.

Because he saw a graceful female shadow standing behind the door.

He looked at the shadow, and the shadow looked at him.

"You are..."

Roland slightly parted his lips, and after pausing for a few seconds, suddenly realized something was wrong.

He quickly reached for the Magic Wand on the bedside table.

But as soon as his fingers touched the Magic Wand, it shattered into pieces.

Black strings erupted from the Magic Wand, slicing Roland's fingers with a whistling sound and rapidly entwining around his body.

This made Roland realize that the opponent had already set up an ambush.

But how did she manage it?!

This was the First Academy!

This was the closest place to the master!

Even the servants of the Ether family were not far outside!

How did she dare?! And how did she do it?!

Though shocked and angry, Roland did not give up. Though his Magic Wand was destroyed, he couldn't cast several Chorus Magics, but he knew that as long as he made a commotion, people outside would surely see it and rush in to save him.

Moreover, he still had the bracelet!

While enduring the pain, Roland injected Magic Power into the bracelet.

Sure enough, the bracelet burst with a dazzling red light.

But even more dazzling.

Was the one opposite.

Roland froze as he watched the same light burst from the shadow's wrist.

"How is this possible?!" He widened his eyes, "You are..."

Before he could finish speaking, the retreating Roland suddenly felt his foot step into emptiness, as if he had stepped into some trap, and was lifted into the air.

A Magic Cube trapped him.

[Five Sounds Magic Cube].

The Magic Cube gently twisted.

Roland's body split apart.

It was actually a Five Sounds Chorus Magic.

Was it instant casting?

How is it possible...

Roland desperately twisted his distorted neck, only to discover that his surroundings were filled with one after another of miniature Magic Cubes, no matter where he moved, whenever he touched one, he would immediately end up like this.

So that's how it was, this guy had arrived long ago.

During Roland's feast, or even earlier she had already come here.

But she had not acted, merely silently preparing, and only started the hunt once Roland was "full and satisfied".

At this moment, an indescribable rage welled up in his heart.

Have I been treated as food?!

How is it possible!

Roland's gaze erupted with a final madness.

And the bracelet erupted with powerful energy once again, quickly transforming into a Fire Snake, heading for Roland's note.

Only the weak become food, just like the guy on the bed!

He would never allow himself to become someone else's food! Even if it means death!

Roland roared frantically, actively meeting the Fire Snake with bared fangs.

And then.

"Snap" rang out.

A crisp finger snap.

The Fire Snake abruptly vanished into the void.

Roland's final madness came to a halt.

In his last moments, he saw the woman emerge from the Darkness, slowly reaching out to him.

Like a butcher raising his axe.

Fourth Note, obtained.