As Tilis's body gradually approached, an overwhelming pressure enveloped Luo Wei's entire being.
The pressure felt like a towering mountain, crushing Luo Wei to the point where he could barely breathe and his body was completely immobilized.
"Luo Wei, be a good boy~"
Tilis's smile drew closer.
"I'll make it quick, it won't hurt much~"
Luo Wei struggled to lift his head, forcing himself to meet her gaze.
"Tilis... do you realize what you're doing? Can't we just sit down and talk this through?"
He wasn't overly concerned about losing a finger—after all, it could grow back.
But who would willingly subject themselves to such pain? The fingers are connected to the heart, and the pain is far from ordinary...
Moreover, what disgusted him more was something else entirely.
If Tilis truly dared to go through with this, then all the warmth and affection between them would vanish, marking a terrible beginning...
Faced with the resistance and disdain in Luo Wei's eyes, Tilis hesitated for a moment.
But her hesitation was brief.
A cryptic and incomprehensible incantation immediately spilled from her lips.
**[Black Magic - Puppetry]**
Luo Wei's right hand instantly lifted against his will.
Tilis slightly raised the corner of her mouth. "It's fine, just relax. Our Magic Hermit Order has a very advanced technique."
"At worst, we'll fit you with a magical prosthetic, just like a real finger! It won't disrupt your life at all!"
Seeing Luo Wei's expression turn cold, she tilted her head.
"Don't like it?"
"Then how about this!"
Her expression grew excited again. "Next, we'll head straight to the Divine Research Institute. Once we ascend to godhood together, all of this will be trivial. You could even have any kind of body you desire!"
With that, she completely disregarded Luo Wei's reaction and directly grabbed his finger.
Just as the magical blade in her hand was raised high, a dazzling blue light erupted in an instant.
A surge of immense magical power emanated from Luo Wei's ring, clashing with Tilis's energy. A terrifying explosion reverberated through the air.
Tilis's face immediately showed astonishment as her body stumbled backward.
At the same time, all the objects around them were sent flying by the force. The flames in the fireplace were extinguished in an instant, and the jars and bottles in the cabinets shattered with a cacophony of breaking sounds.
Luo Wei couldn't help but glance at the ring on his hand. This was likely the first time the magical shield from **[Eternal Love]** had activated.
But the anomalies in the room didn't end there.
The ring once again emitted a mysterious magical glow, though this time it was much gentler.
Then, a cool and pleasant voice echoed through the small cabin.
"Well, well, it's been four years. How have you only gotten crazier?"
Luo Wei immediately turned his head and saw Ophelia's translucent figure appear beside him, her gaze fixed on Tilis with a mocking smile.
"Ascend to godhood? You? Don't make me laugh," Ophelia sneered. "Does intelligence really degrade over time?"
Luo Wei couldn't help but smile as he looked at Ophelia. It had only been a few days, but her sharp tongue hadn't dulled at all—if anything, it had grown even more potent...
Those two sentences were absolutely brimming with hostility. Tilis glared at her, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
"How did you get here? How did you evade my magical detection?"
"Because I'm amazing, of course!" Ophelia crossed her arms, looking quite pleased with herself.
Tilis narrowed her eyes, thoughtfully examining Ophelia's translucent form.
Luo Wei was also observing Ophelia. The area around her was slightly blurred, dark and shadowy, with a few faint flickers of light—likely torches. It seemed she had already descended into her family's ancestral tomb.
"So it's a magical communication..." Tilis quickly figured it out. She frowned as she analyzed the situation. "But it doesn't seem like traditional magical messaging. The structure of the magical runes is unusual—probably a semi-original new spell. The magical formula seems to have chosen..."
Luo Wei wasn't particularly concerned with how the ring achieved such magic. He turned to Ophelia.
"How are things on your end?"
Ophelia shook her head slightly. "It's a long story."
"But speaking of which..." She looked at Luo Wei, her smile neither warm nor cold. "That bookish witch was about to harm you. Why didn't you tell me sooner? If I hadn't coincidentally been keeping an eye on... I mean, caring about you, you would've almost fallen into her trap!"
Luo Wei gave a helpless smile. "It's... also a long story."
Ophelia immediately snorted. She leaned in, poking Luo Wei's chest with her translucent finger.
"You heartless jerk, you didn't want to see me at all, did you? Otherwise, how could you go so long without contacting me even once?"
Luo Wei's smile grew even more awkward.
Seeing the two of them bickering yet clearly filled with affection, Tilis finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Are you two done chatting?"
She glared coldly at Ophelia.
"You're just a magical projection! Do you really think you can stop me?"
Tilis summoned an exquisite staff, its ornate gem pointing directly at Ophelia's translucent form.
When it came to power, she had always been confident she was second to none. After a nearly instantaneous incantation, a surge of immense magical energy rushed toward Ophelia's location.
Ophelia attempted to block the attack. The ring didn't just enable magical communication—it also allowed her to briefly interfere with reality on Luo Wei's side.
The dreamscape materialized, and a chaotic wave of air mixed with rubble and debris collided with the incoming magical force.
But the difference in their strength was too great. Ophelia's counterattack was like a grain of sand sinking into the ocean, instantly obliterated by the overwhelming magical energy...
Even Ophelia's translucent form dissipated in an instant under the assault.
The magical energy from the staff shot through like a cannonball, not only piercing Ophelia's form but also blasting a terrifying circular hole through the cabin's wall.
The cold, damp sea breeze immediately seeped in, chilling Luo Wei to the bone.
Seeing this, Tilis's lips curled into a satisfied smile.
But her smile had barely formed when a blue glow flashed, and Ophelia's translucent figure reappeared on Luo Wei's other side.
"Didn't expect that, did you?"
Ophelia's mocking smile remained unchanged. "My true body isn't here. You can't kill me."
If it came down to raw power, Ophelia knew she stood no chance—which was why she had always been so wary of Tilis.
But the silver lining here was that she was only present through magical communication. No matter how strong Tilis was, she couldn't possibly travel to the Antaeus Dragon Tomb to deal with her, could she?
"Persistent ghost..." Tilis's expression grew increasingly sinister.
Meanwhile, Ophelia couldn't stop the smile from spreading across her face...
It was rare to see this damned witch so thoroughly thwarted, and she couldn't help but feel an immense sense of satisfaction.