Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
After leaving the great library, Xing Mo went to Lucius' office in the South Tower alone, on the pretext of submitting homework.
"Please come in."
After receiving the instructor's response, Xing Mo pushed open the door and entered the office.
A quaint aroma of incense wafted through, accompanied by the crackling sound of the fireplace, making Xing Mo feel relaxed.
Lucius was sitting behind a desk, a weary expression on his face, his lake-blue eyes looking somewhat hollow.
On the desk in front of him, candlesticks formed a rudimentary magic formation, with a flowerpot containing a withered tree branch in the center.
Xing Mo sensed lingering spirituality in the air.
She sat down across from the instructor and looked at the withered tree branch: "Still no progress?"
The instructor smiled and shook his head, then placed his wand on the desk: "I'm further away from success than we are from the Goddess."
Ever since Lucius learned about Aurora's assessment of life from Xing Mo, his experiments had become less frequent.
"With only life, without soul, besides a twisted existence, what else could be born?" These were Aurora's words.
Seeing the instructor's tired appearance, Xing Mo suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
After all, even the least bright mind in the academy could see why the instructor wanted to study the string of life—
—it was because of Miriam.
"Actually, I have fantasied before, about the possibility of Miriam coming back to life." Lucius spoke abruptly. Xing Mo looked up, noticing the weariness in his lake-blue eyes churning like the tide.
The middle-aged man glanced at the string magic formation on the desk, then at the withered tree branch, and sighed: "Merlin also saw through my thoughts. He knew the direction of my research would never just stop at studying plants. Eventually, it would be about humans, living, breathing humans."
"But he still approved it. Even though the string of life has always been off-limits, he went against the tide and approved my research."
"He knows that an old dog
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