"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.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.