On the island, amidst a series of ear-piercing screeches, the densely packed fish-like monsters began swarming toward Luo Wei from all directions.
Helena, standing beside him, immediately prepared to act, but Luo Wei held her back.
"Brother?"
Seeing her puzzled expression, Luo Wei shook his head. "We won't be needed."
As he spoke, he turned his gaze toward the mages. The moment the monsters appeared, the mages swiftly retaliated with spells.
In an instant, dazzling blue light illuminated the area. Luo Wei watched as a barrage of magical attacks rained down on the horde of monsters.
With each wave of spells, the mages mowed down the creatures like reaping wheat, leaving behind a trail of corpses. The intense magical energy they unleashed even caused the surrounding forest to tremble.
Helena's eyes widened in awe. She had never witnessed such a grand spectacle of mages casting spells in unison.
This sight also made Luo Wei reflect. It was fortunate that the Magic Hermitage had limited numbers; otherwise, their ambition to restore the Magic Empire might have already been realized...
While the mages fought, Elder Margery circled high above, her expression grave as she looked at Tilis.
"There are too many of them! More than we can see. The waters around the island are teeming with monsters surfacing endlessly!"
She quickly scanned the area. "We're vulnerable to attacks from all sides here. Let's find a new foothold."
Elder Roens immediately agreed, but as the two elders turned to Tilis for a decision, they noticed her staring at the fish-like monsters, frozen in place.
"Vice President?"
"Tilis??"
The elders called out several times before Tilis finally snapped out of her daze.
"Huh? You were saying... about a foothold?"
She paused for a moment. "Yes... alright. Let's follow Elder Margery's suggestion."
The two elders exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what had preoccupied her, but they didn't press further and quickly issued orders to the mages of the Hermitage.
This scene caught Luo Wei's attention. Frowning, he approached Tilis.
"What were you thinking just now? Why were you spacing out in such a critical moment?"
"Huh?" Tilis looked at Luo Wei blankly before quickly replying, "It's... it's nothing."
"Tilis?" Luo Wei frowned, staring intently into her eyes. "What's really going on?"
Tilis hesitated, her lips parting slightly.
After a moment of silence, she murmured, "I think... I've seen something like this before. That's why I got lost in thought."
"You've seen this before?" Luo Wei looked at her in surprise. "What do you mean?"
Tilis closed her eyes, as if trying to recall something.
"I remember..."
"I think I remember... the first time I came to this island with my teacher, we encountered a similar situation..."
"Perhaps because of the Sea God's corpse, there were countless fish-like monsters. They came at us in a frenzy, but my teacher easily wiped them out..."
"That's why it felt so familiar..."
Luo Wei eyed her suspiciously. Why did she need to recall something that had only happened half a year ago?
As he watched her struggle to remember, a realization struck him.
Her memories were likely incomplete.
Every time he had tried to get her to explain how Usoma had ascended to godhood or what had happened that day, she had been vague and evasive. She would often repeat, like a mantra, "Teacher succeeded! I will succeed too!"
At first, he thought she was dodging the topic, but now it seemed she genuinely couldn't remember.
With this in mind, Luo Wei looked at her seriously. "What exactly happened after you arrived on the island, especially on the day Usoma disappeared? Please tell me. This is important."
Tilis's eyes snapped open, her purple irises flickering uneasily.
"I don't know..."
"I don't know..."
"Some memories are clear, but others are hazy. I even remember the exact reason the President used to expel me..."
"Because my teacher's research institute was established in secret, without the knowledge of the elders. When it was discovered, many elders sided with the President..."
"But there are many things, the most important things, that I can't recall..."
Tilis clenched her eyes shut, trying desperately to remember.
Luo Wei watched her trembling form and gently reassured her, "Take your time. It'll come to you."
"I know, I know..."
Tilis clutched her head, groaning in pain.
"I can't remember..."
"I just can't..."
"My last meeting with my teacher... what exactly happened..."
Luo Wei stared at her intently, noticing that as her emotions fluctuated, her body began to shimmer unnaturally once again.
He frowned. This wasn't the first time Tilis had exhibited such changes. It seemed to be tied to her unique physical nature.
According to her attributes, Tilis was labeled as a "spiritual entity."
In the realm of mysticism, the non-physical aspects of a person are divided into four layers: the spiritual body, the astral body, and so on. The core of it all, the essence of a person's being, even their soul, is the spiritual body.
In other words, Tilis had long since separated her soul from her physical form. Her true existence wasn't her outward appearance but her inner spiritual body.
This was why Luo Wei had initially thought the witch was already dead and even wanted to touch her face to see if it was warm...
As he pondered this, Tilis's expression grew increasingly pained.
She clutched her head, as if no matter how hard she tried, the memories wouldn't surface.
Finally, her body swayed unsteadily, and she collapsed.
"Tilis?" Luo Wei immediately stepped forward to catch her.
Tilis leaned weakly against Luo Wei, her eyes dazed as she opened them.
"I'm sorry, Luo Wei. I really can't remember..."
Luo Wei sighed, looking at her. "You need to rest. You're not in a good state right now."
But Tilis shook her head vigorously. "No, it's fine! It's fine!"
Suddenly, she grabbed Luo Wei's wrist, her eyes wide with urgency. "I hear a calling in my mind!"
"It's telling me that once we get there... everything will become clear! Luo Wei, help me up!"
Luo Wei had no choice but to support her. Tilis suddenly seemed revitalized, breaking free from his hold and staring eagerly at the structure atop the cliff.
It was the direction of the Divine Research Institute.
"We need to hurry! We can't waste any more time!"
With that, she rushed toward the two elders, filled with impatience and determination.
Soon, under Tilis's orders, the mage contingent split into two groups. One group stayed behind to fend off the monsters, while the other advanced swiftly toward the research institute, aiming to reach it before nightfall.
As he watched the hurried mages around him, Luo Wei gazed thoughtfully at Tilis's retreating figure.
A thought lingered on the edge of his mind, just out of reach.
He turned his gaze once more toward the Divine Research Institute on the cliff.
She was right. Once they reached there...
All the questions, all the mysteries—about the gods, the truth, Usoma, and even Tilis's true intentions—would be unveiled, leaving no room for doubt.
He, too, felt a growing sense of urgency.
This enigma, which had begun with a letter, had led them from Saint Callen to Brugge, and finally to this unnamed island housing the corpse of the Sea God.
It was time for answers.
But at the same time, an unprecedented sense of danger loomed over him.
The final stretch would undoubtedly be perilous.
Someone would die.
Luo Wei's steps slowed as he silently turned to Helena and Evelyn.
"Brother?" Helena immediately sensed he had something to say.
Luo Wei glanced at Helena, then shifted his gaze to Evelyn.
"Teacher," he said in a low voice, "the magical restrictions on the island have been lifted. Take advantage of the chaos and leave. Head to our landing point and secure a boat."
"Luo Wei?" Evelyn quickly looked around.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to this area, she quickly asked again, "What do you mean..."
Luo Wei gazed at her intently, "Your movements are the most discreet here, so only you can accomplish this."
"Teacher, return to Brugge now and find Officer Raymond. Tell him to bring the people from the Saint Callen Church immediately."
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
