Speaking of which, the Gargoyle wasn't considered a charm user last time, and he only had the bloodline. It was considered an exception.

This time, if he killed the Half-Goatman, he might be able to obtain the bloodline of the charm.

In short, he definitely wouldn't be able to escape by choosing the catacomb below.

Ten minutes later.

Whoosh!

Klein descended from above with the two little things.

The 100th catacomb.

Even though he had already seen the Half-Goatman doing his work!

That fellow had already noticed Klein. Even if he continued working, he had no choice but to stop his ugly actions and hurriedly tidy up his clothes.

The catacomb was about three thousand square meters.

There was a small puddle.

The temperature was moderate, and there was a little weapon.

There were a pile of bones scattered on the ground.

The Half-Goatman casually grabbed a hard wooden stick.

It looked like a small cane.

It had a rather large head with a crack at the top.

He mumbled a bunch of words, as though he was trying to drive Klein away.

"Speak in human language."

Klein landed on the ground and glanced at the Charm Stone Woman, who was gradually cleaning up. His gaze crossed the area and landed behind her.

There was a silver treasure chest there.

"Hmph, get lost quickly! Do you want to compete with me for such a treasure?"

The Half-Goatman nodded at the Charm Stone Woman by his feet.

Her posture was different from the one Klein had last time. She wasn't lying on her side, but prostrating herself.

Klein took a glance at her and his lifeblood couldn't help but churn.

However, his self-control was strong enough.

With his previous experience, he recited a few sentences in his heart before regaining his clarity.

The Half-Goatman was the complete opposite.

His eyes were red, and he couldn't contain his anger.

His eyes were filled with wariness.

He was afraid that Klein would snatch the Charm Stone Woman away!

"You can say that."

Klein nodded without denying it.

The Charm Stone Woman was also the purpose of this trip.

There was only one in the regional channel, and it wasn't enough for the players to show off their skills.

"You're courting death!"

The Half-Goatman was furious, as though he had touched a reverse scale.

"You're the one courting death."

Klein continued to bicker with the Half-Goatman.

It wasn't that he didn't want to make the first move, but he needed to figure out the Half-Goatman's charm spells first.

After the charm bloodline fell off, it was branded with the usage methods of all the charm spells.

If he didn't figure it out, it would be difficult to determine its value if he sold the charm bloodline in the future.

"Woah, go to hell!"

The Half-Goatman let out a few strange cries as he waved the staff in his hand.

A gray beam of light shot out.

"A charm spell I've never seen before?"

Klein's actions weren't slow as he also threw out water elemental rays.

The two rays collided, and the water elemental rays won!

"You're also a charm caster?"

Only then did the Half-Goatman regain his senses.

However, when he thought of Klein snatching the treasure, he became impatient and waved his staff again.

This time, it was a fire elemental missile!

Klein quickly dodged and easily evaded it.

'It's not powerful enough. Its speed is too slow.'

Klein evaluated inwardly.

'I wonder if this fellow has mastered all the elemental missiles?'

In order to agitate the Half-Goatman, Klein threw out a fire earth elemental missile.

The impersonator didn't have any defensive means and dodged to the side.

Since he was here to snatch the treasure, he naturally didn't need to worry about the other party hurting the treasure.

"Damn you!"

The Half-Goatman crawled up in a sorry state and waved his wand again.

Another gray fog ray.

Klein had already figured out the strength of the Half-Goatman, so he countered it, making the Half-Goatman mistakenly believe that he could break through the defense with just a little bit.

More than ten minutes passed.

The Half-Goatman used a total of three charm spells.

Klein could only recognize the fire elemental missiles.

The other two were the gray rays that were average in power, and the ghost hands that grew out of the ground.

They didn't touch the corner of Klein's clothes.

The Half-Goatman jumped up and down, his consciousness and spirit dispirited.

As for Klein, he easily dealt with it and strolled around leisurely.

"It seems like you only know three charms."

Klein already knew what to do. He stopped playing with the Half-Goatman and raised his hand to throw a gravitational wave.

Just as the goat man was about to raise his arm, it was cut in half. The staff connected to the arm and fell to the ground.

It was fast and ruthless!

The Half-Goatman cried out in alarm. Did he need to raise his other arm? A king of shadows landed and firmly covered him.

"If you want to die immediately, then continue using charms. You should know that you can't hurt me at all."

Klein stared coldly at the Half-Goatman.

"You..."

The Half-Goatman trembled and didn't dare to move.

It was just the wound on his arm that made him shudder in pain.

Why didn't he immediately kill the Half-Goatman?

He just wanted to squeeze out all the benefits.

Perhaps, he could obtain two brand-new charm spells from the Half-Goatman.

One did one not necessarily have to learn scrolls to master charm spells.

For example, could one person directly hand over a charm spell to another person.

"I just want the Charm Stone Woman. Alright, alright, alright. This arm of yours can help you repair it."

Klein grabbed at the air, and the severed arm flew back into his hand.

"Alright, alright. As long as you help me, I can give the Charm Stone Woman to you!"

The Half-Goatman made a smile that barely managed to curry favor.

He couldn't help but think that as long as he recovered, he would definitely take revenge in silence.

"Is that so?"

Klein was always prepared to release the flames in the Fire Ring. At the same time, the Golden Firestorm Saber in his right pocket was also on standby.

He wasn't worried that this fellow would secretly repair it.

He said, "Let me take a look at your injuries."

He squatted down.

Suddenly, he pinched the Half-Goatman's cheek.

Shoo!

A stream of blood rushed into the Half-Goatman's mouth.

Klein integrated the Half-Goatman's chin again, and the rich stream of blood entered the Half-Goatman's body.

"You... gave me something to eat!"

The Half-Goatman was aghast.

"Anesthetic. I'm going to fix your arm. It's going to hurt," Klein said with a smile.

The blood he just injected was from the Jumping Frog.

Some of the venom secreted by the Jumping Frog's body came from its blood.

The paralyzing effect is a special substance taken from the Jumping Frog's own blood.

It was only 150 ml.

After swallowing it, it would cause the brain to blank out for a period of time. It would be like an idiot puppet that would listen to any command.

However, he didn't know if he could interrogate the method of the charms!

The Half-Goatman was filled with questions.

A few seconds later, the Half-Goatman had already fallen into a trance.

[The paralyzing effect of the Jumping Frog's blood has taken effect. You can do anything to it now, even if it's... cough, cough, cough.]

The notification above his head changed.

"..."

Klein pursed his lips.

"Sew him up first."

He repositioned its arm and used a suturing technique.

The main reason was that it was afraid that the Half-Goatman would lose too much blood later and die before it could be interrogated.

As its purpose was only to stop the bleeding, the arm was casually installed.

A faint luster emerged from the wound.

It was like a doll that had been sewn up.

In a few breaths, his arm was reattached.

Klein withdrew the net of shadows.

"What charm was the gray ray that you used just now?"

"Death Ray."

"Summoning a ghost claw on the ground. What charm is it?"

"Ghost Claw."

"Tell me the method to use the Death Ray."

Klein was worried that the fellow wouldn't remember clearly after he turned into a puppet.

The Half-Goatman tried his best to recall for a few seconds before he spoke slowly.