Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 147: Mother
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 229: New Mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 999- Sheikha Saaed's gift (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 269 - Because I’ve Read About The Three Kingdoms
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 67: Almost Fitting
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 530.2: Skeleton Mountain - Part 2
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 179: Fog of Specters
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 998- Sheikha Saeed's gift
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 228: I Am Loved
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 997- Reproducing Wheel
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 146: Exciting
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 869: Immortal Tomb
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 268 - Vision; Earth Knight
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 530: Skeleton Mountain - Part 1
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 178: Falsely Relaying an Imperial Edict
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 996- Poor but want to fake
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 995- Same type monster
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 227: Li San Hospital
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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