Tilis lowered his head, feeling lost and disheartened.
She fell silent for a long time, seemingly reluctant to continue reminiscing about this topic with Luo Wei.
“Your teacher, apparently did not succeed...” Luo Wei sighed.
Tilis remained silent.
Luo Wei chuckled to himself, chose not to continue comforting her, but instead decided to reveal her scars.
“What happened to her in the end? Why is she unwilling to let you walk her path?”
She should be made aware that her actions have deviated from her teacher's expectations.
Tilis should have faced the problem long ago, instead of continuing to deceive himself.
The moment the words fell, Tilis's gaze began to shake violently.
She anxiously clutched her hair.
As long as she recalls that scene, her heart is filled with fear and turmoil.
“Teacher...”
“When the teacher died, her appearance was very tragic, her body...”
“She was torn into thousands of pieces, and I couldn't even put her back together in one piece.”
“Even if she is Usoma, at the pinnacle of power within the magical hermitage, in the face of such an existence, she is as insignificant as an ant...”
Tilis has never hated this world so much.
The relentless research of the Magic Hermitage over thousands of years now seems like a joke, all that effort.
They can do nothing; the only thing they can do is to wait in despair for the moment when this world meets its end.
Old existence awakens one by one, and the world descends into complete terror and darkness.
So she desperately wanted to escape from this world.
The teacher is dead, and she only has Luo Wei left...
She no longer wants to bear this heavy burden, as it is meaningless; she just wants to leave everything behind and leave this place with Luo Wei.
But the teacher probably doesn't want to open that door anymore...
Tilis's entanglement lies here.
Because she was deeply immersed in this memory, the emotional changes caused her body to once again experience fluctuations.
This body is really terrible. Every time this happens, my spirit always uncontrollably wants to leave the body...
Tilis looked at his hands in frustration, taking a long while to stabilize his spirit again.
But at that moment.
She gazed at her body and suddenly thought of her plans during this period.
Yes, how could she forget about this matter?
She has everything planned out...
How could my thoughts be disturbed by a few words from Luo Wei?
She raised her head suspiciously, looking at Luo Wei's worried and sad expression.
“What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” Luo Wei asked.
“It's nothing...” Tilis slightly shook her head, “It's an old habit.”
Once again lowering her head, an unusual light was hidden in her eyes.
Just because the teacher didn't do it, doesn't mean I can't do it.
Because the teacher was trying it for the first time, she failed due to her carelessness, but I am different.
I am fully prepared, and my plan is flawless!
If I can do it, the teacher will definitely be happy!
So the teacher won't be disappointed in me!
The argument is complete.
Logic is perfect.
Then, Tilis slowly raised her head.
She corners of her mouth curled up into a confident smile.
Luo Wei, there is something I would like to discuss with you.
Luo Wei frowned as he looked at her, already knowing what she wanted to say.
Sighing helplessly in my heart.
He still underestimated Tilis's imagination; when it comes to self-deception, she could be considered the best at it...
You can go ahead and speak.
With a calm expression, I unconsciously stepped back.
Tilis briefly shared her plan, and as she spoke, her smile grew more and more excited.
"Luo Wei, let me kill you! Let's head to the wonderful new world together!"
She slowly moved forward, approaching Luo Wei's body.
Luo Wei kept moving back.
“Luo Wei!” She quickly explained, “I know that what I said must have made you very uneasy.”
“But it doesn't matter! I have already conducted countless experiments on the soul extraction technique!”
“Trust me! With my personal involvement, there will only be one outcome: success!”
Luo Wei gave her a speechless glance and thought, "Believe you? Yeah, right!"
I've already died once.
As Tilis watched Luo Wei continuously retreat...
The originally excited expression gradually froze.
She showed a sad expression.
"I could have acted without seeking your consent; I could have taken action against you directly..."
“Given the gap in strength between you and me, you have no chance of resistance whatsoever.”
“I do all this because I care about you. Everything I have can belong to you, and I can share all my thoughts with you...”
“So...”
She looked at Luo Wei, her voice almost pleading.
Luo Wei, promise me, okay?
After she finished speaking, the atmosphere in the laboratory became quiet for a moment.
Tilis stared at Luo Wei without blinking, hoping to see an expression of joyful agreement on his face.
However, Luo Wei just quietly stared at her, saying nothing.
This attitude is obviously a refusal.
Tilis let out an almost imperceptible sigh, her stubbornness preventing her from accepting this possibility.
“Since you’re silent, I’ll take it as your consent.”
As she spoke, her right hand was slightly raised at an angle.
At the moment Luo Wei raised her hand, a surge of blood light quickly emerged.
In the next second, he landed ten meters away from Tilis.
The Bloodline talents have always been characterized by speed and explosiveness, and he has asked Evelyn about this move many times already.
Moreover, he was also familiar with the starting movements of Tilis' [Dark Magic - Puppetry], so he was well prepared for it.
Tilis looked at Luo Wei, who suddenly darted off into the distance, as if considering himself a ferocious beast.
His expression became increasingly disappointed.
“It seems that you really don't want to...”
She fixed her gaze on Luo Wei's position, and a teleportation array suddenly illuminated.
In an instant, she reappeared before Luo Wei.
However, Luo Wei still escaped capture. A blood-red phantom flashed by, and Luo Wei reappeared more than ten meters away from her.
Two people are like cats chasing mice, one pursuing and the other fleeing.
Because the speed is instantaneous, for a moment, no one can affect anyone.
Tilis instantly became a bit irritated. The dark magic of [Puppet Technique] could only be effective face-to-face, but Luo Wei was slippery like an eel.
She couldn't help but smirk coldly.
“Heh, Vampire Magic...”
This is the ability you got from that vampire teacher of yours, isn't it?
Her cold gaze pursued Luo Wei.
“I should have known it would be this troublesome...”
“There should be no consideration for your thoughts; she should have been killed when we landed on the island!”
When she thought of the women around Luo Wei, the already extreme Tilisi displayed an even more twisted expression.
Luo Wei! I'm giving you one last chance!
If you behave and listen to me, my actions will be gentle; if you continue to resist stubbornly!
“Don't blame me for being too heavy-handed!”
The magic circle reappeared in front of Luo Wei, and Luo Wei did not let down his guard for a moment. The next second, he quickly distanced himself from Tilis, who walked out of the magic circle.
“Good! Luo Wei! Good!!”
Tilis's beautiful face became extremely grim, "This is your choice! I will no longer spare your body! I will ravage you!"
She has completely given up on the idea of letting Luo Wei die without pain.
She roared with excitement, "I will completely destroy your body and leave you with just your last breath!!"
Tilis fixed his gaze on Luo Wei's face and immediately began to chant a series of hurried incantations.
As the magic gradually took effect, Luo Wei suddenly felt the air around him come to a standstill.
It was as if an invisible gravity was pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to move even an inch, and his whole body felt paralyzed.
This gravity magic is far more terrifying than the face-to-face casting of the "Puppet Technique." Luo Wei even feels as if his internal organs are being crushed.
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