"A new idea?"
Margery hurriedly asked, "What kind of plan? Do you already know what to do? Have you figured out the solution to the Wizard's Curse? Is that it??"
She immediately thought of that door, the miraculous scenes in the underground research facility...
"It must be! It must be!"
She laughed excitedly, "That's the Door to Truth! You must have touched upon the truth! This is wonderful! Our great cause sees the dawn!"
The reason she was willing to follow Tilis and even wanted to push her to the position of President was to wait for this day. And now, she had finally seen it!
Tilis looked at the excited Elder Margery, feeling a rush of emotion to share all her thoughts with her.
The Wizard's Curse was unsolvable; they should abandon that illusory dream of revival...
But just as she was about to speak, Elder Roens on the other side suddenly gave her a sharp glance.
Although Roens was not as powerful as Margery, he had always been the representative of the "academic faction." He dedicated his life to studying magic and rarely concerned himself with worldly affairs, making him a very pure wizard.
In critical moments, Tilis would rather trust him because, although Margery was loyal, her many actions were things she did not approve of. Therefore, there was a possibility she might suddenly turn against her if she heard the truth.
Tilis suppressed the myriad emotions within her. She smiled faintly, imitating the typical expression that Luo Wei always had.
"We’ll talk about the future later," she said in a calm tone. "For now, all you need to do is trust me. If you trust me, I’ll give you the happy ending you desire."
It was all about painting a rosy picture.
"Alright! I trust you!" Margery immediately replied, "Let’s first deal with that black creature! We’ll discuss our grand plan later!"
Tilis continued to smile faintly, "Alright."
Watching the increasingly motivated Elder Margery, Tilis's smile deepened.
She wondered how many girls Luo Wei had managed to charm with his little tricks.
But she wasn’t jealous, not even of Ophelia.
Because she knew that only she was Luo Wei’s true soulmate, a deep emotional and mental connection.
They were destined to build a new, beautiful world together, and their level of understanding was something those ordinary girls couldn’t comprehend.
Tilis looked forward to that future.
With such expectations, she charged resolutely towards Antius.
...
About half an hour later.
Outside the town, Luo Wei witnessed a pillar of blue light shooting into the sky from his vantage point.
After some time, he saw a few scattered wizards descending from the sky.
The forces loyal to Tilis had suffered heavy losses in this battle, but seeing their relieved expressions, the magical seal must have been successfully cast.
Luo Wei immediately searched among them for Tilis.
But she was nowhere to be found.
Luo Wei suppressed the turmoil within him, patiently waiting.
Tilis would return, without a doubt.
Finally, after a long and anxious wait, Luo Wei spotted that weary figure approaching.
Tilis was flying slowly, clutching her chest, and her entire body was radiating chaotic and ominous energy, indicating she was nearing the point of backlash.
But Luo Wei hastened to meet her.
Tilis landed slowly on the ground, staggering, on the verge of falling, when Luo Wei steadied her with a firm grasp.
"Don’t get too close to the Vice President!" Elder Roens immediately warned.
Luo Wei noticed that most of Tilis's skin was now ulcerated, scarred, and blackened, like a flower on the brink of wilting, close to the point of death.
It reminded him of the time she had died at his hands during a previous read-through.
Even more dangerous was the aura she was emitting. Her body seemed to be fluctuating and distorting, as if her spirit were about to be released from her flesh.
Luo Wei realized the danger, as a chaotic surge of magical energy was brewing, similar to the last time.
Last time, her uncontrollable magic had easily torn apart even the mighty Elder Margery, and the entire group of wizards had exploded into a blood mist...
This time might not be as catastrophic, but for someone like Luo Wei, the outcome would still be dire.
"Luo Wei..."
Tilis smiled wanly, her head lifting with great difficulty.
"Have the Hounds bothered you..."
Luo Wei sighed, looking at her. Even at this moment, she was still thinking about him.
"Don’t worry, they are cowards. With so many people here, they probably would only muster the courage to ambush me while I’m relieving myself..."
"Hehehe..." Tilis’s gaze grew even weaker, "You still tell those unfunny jokes. Don’t do that anymore next time..."
Luo Wei helped her sit down.
Everyone gathered around; among them, only Evelyn carried medication and bandages, so she quickly stepped forward.
"We should treat her wounds immediately! Otherwise, once the infection sets in, it’ll be bad, oh! These wounds are so severe..."
Her eyes were glued to Tilis's injuries, gasping in shock even though she was well-versed in medical treatment. The wounds were horrifyingly severe.
"They must have been caused by the Ancestor’s Black Flame..." Ophelia felt guilty. Faced with such a battered Tilis, even the sharp words she usually exchanged felt out of place. After all, Tilis’s actions were helping her as well...
She pondered, "The best course of action is to remove the necrotic flesh, but what about the internal organs? You must have inhaled quite a bit..."
"I remember my brother also suffered a similar attack!" Helena's memory was sharp. Back at the manor, her brother had been in no better shape, so she added, "The Witch must know healing magic, like how my brother’s blood magic could regenerate tissue! As long as the damaged parts are replaced with new growth, she’ll be fine!"
"I can’t use magic now, or else..." Tilis quietly glanced at Luo Wei, knowing that doing so would lead to unpredictable consequences.
"Magic backlash," Luo Wei finished for her.
Truthfully, none of them were addressing the actual concern. Evelyn’s lifeform was different from normal people. This physical body was like a disposable garment to her, worthless in her eyes.
What truly mattered was the backlash. With it came the risk of magic malfunction, which could obliterate everyone nearby in an instant.
So...
Luo Wei looked at her sternly, "Are you ready? There’s only one way."
Tilis hesitated for a moment.
Seeing her body increasingly losing control and surging with energy, she nodded lightly.
"Luo Wei, do it quickly!"
"Got it!" Luo Wei replied decisively.
As soon as the teleportation spell took effect, she would erupt, and Luo Wei needed to shout that phrase in the shortest possible time.
"Alright." Tilis gave Luo Wei a deep look, placing her fate entirely in his hands.
In an instant, a dark blue teleportation circle enveloped both of them.
With a loud crash, Luo Wei and Tilis vanished on the spot.
Seeing the two disappear, everyone exchanged bewildered glances.
Only then did they realize that these two had run off together again...
Three faces expressed varying emotions.
"Where’s Little Wei?"
"Brother doesn’t want me anymore..."
"Luo Wei!!!"
On the other side.
As soon as Luo Wei saw the familiar surroundings of the old mansion, he faced the erupting energy coming from Tilis and immediately shouted without hesitation:
"Anomalous Species Containment Facility."
"Contain it!"
In that instant, roaring filled the old mansion.
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia