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"Mentor, if I have enough ability in the future, I will definitely go to the Star Observatory to find the answer."

Lynn dislikes "accidents," the Riddler, and following a path laid out by others; he wants to control his own destiny.

Gregor looked at him for a moment, then slowly nodded: "There will be opportunities. As long as you have enough strength, you can break free from the chessboard of fate and take control of your own destiny."

"By the way, do you have any leads on those who attacked you?"

Lynn shook his head: "I have never seen the four apprentices who made the move before, but the methods they used all have a strong soul magic style."

"Moreover, the group worked together extremely well, blocking most of my means of control, which was clearly a meticulously planned assassination."

He paused for a moment, his tone low and somber:

"In this tower of bones, Morpheus is certainly involved in the elaborate schemes against me, is skilled in soul magic, and has both the ability and the motivation to tamper with the teleportation array during the war."

Gregor snorted coldly, a murderous glint in his eyes: "This disgusting viper, relying on his newfound success, is becoming increasingly reckless!"

"Targeting apprentices who have distinguished themselves on the front lines during wartime has crossed the academy's bottom line! This matter cannot be left unresolved!"

He looked at Lynn and said solemnly, "I will personally report this matter to the academy. The academy's higher-ups will never sit idly by when an internal assassination attempt occurs at such a sensitive time."

Lynn nodded: "Thank you, mentor, but..."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Whether Morpheus was behind it or not, I'm holding him accountable."

"I'll definitely repay him properly when I have the chance."

...

The next day, Gregor brought the college's reply.

"I have already reported this to the academy, and Cersei is aware of it."

"She is furious about this matter and has ordered the Soul Hunters to investigate thoroughly, including any internal strife and murder during the war."

"At the same time, given the serious injuries you sustained in this assassination attempt, the academy has decided to exempt you from all subsequent war missions and allow you to recuperate within the academy."

Tsk... It's unlikely that the academy will uphold justice. Even if Morpheus is found to be the mastermind, they probably won't make a fuss.

Being spared dangerous war missions was not unexpected for Lynn.

After all, he was already seriously injured and on the verge of death. To send him to the battlefield would be utterly despicable, especially considering the academy's higher-ups were so disrespectful.

With this time, Lynn can calmly digest the enormous gains from this transformation and make the most thorough preparations for advancing to a formal wizard.

"Alright, just focus on your cultivation for now. If you need anything, just let me know."

"Thank you, mentor." Lynn sincerely expressed her gratitude to Gregor.

This is a true mentor to the people!

...

Meanwhile, in another laboratory within the academy, filled with various vessels for imprisoning souls.

Morpheus stood in the center of the room with a gloomy expression.

Yesterday, my apprentice reported what happened at the academy gate. That damned Lynn actually escaped back!

That's two single-use first-level magical artifacts and a level 4 bone snake, plus four well-prepared third-level apprentices, yet they couldn't even defeat a mere junior apprentice!

Judging from his appearance, he's probably not far from death.

It's a pity that such good material ended up benefiting that old madman.

What exactly happened? Why didn't those useless guys come back to report? Are they afraid of being punished?

Morpheus grew angrier the more he thought about it, so he simply left the laboratory and, following his soul connection with the bone serpent, went directly to the north gate of the academy.

After stepping out the gate, Morpheus moved his mind slightly, and a huge bone eagle instantly appeared in front of him, obediently lowering its head.

Morpheus leaped onto the bone eagle, which let out a cry before speeding off towards the northern wasteland.

This bone eagle was a level 5 strong bird, and its speed was as fast as lightning. It soared recklessly over the Eternal Graveyard, creating a fierce wind.

If those four apprentices had been accompanied by this bone eagle, Lynn would probably be dead by now.

Following the soul connection, Morpheus quickly found the foolish bone serpent.

At this moment, the bone serpent was coiled over the wasteland, chasing a level 3 skeletal wolf.

Having suffered considerable damage in the previous battle, it urgently needs to replenish its soul fire to recover.

When had that skeletal wolf ever seen such a scene? It was running for its life.

The bone snake was much faster than the skeletal wolf, and soon caught up, opening its massive, snow-white maw and swallowing it whole.

The skeletal wolf's entire body was swallowed into the bone snake's leaky "torso," and its bones kept separating and falling out from the gaps in the skeleton.

Ultimately, its pure soul fire was absorbed by the bone snake, while the rest of its skeleton was "expelled".

However, the skeleton had lost its luster and become rotten.

After a successful hunt, the bone snake seemed quite content, slithering around in preparation for its next target.

Just then, a whooshing sound caught its attention.

The bone snake immediately became alert.

It had just coiled its body and hadn't even assumed a defensive posture when a huge bone claw pierced its torso, grabbed it, and then swaggered away.

Inside the laboratory, Morpheus glared fiercely at the useless bone snake in front of him.

The broken bone serpent lay coiled on the ground, its eerie blue soul fire dimmed, its bones broken in many places, and several of the entwined soul chains snapped.

Morpheus extended a finger wrapped with black soul threads and gently touched the skull of the bone serpent.

Strands of black silk seeped into the remaining memories of the bone serpent's soul fire.

Scenes flashed through his mind:

Four carefully trained apprentices were overwhelmed and torn apart by a horde of rampaging earth dragons...

The bone serpent, badly wounded by the suicidal attack of hundreds of earth dragons, was eventually forced to flee...

In the distance, the dark golden skeletal Tyrannosaurus Rex, carrying the dying Lynn, disappeared into the horizon...

...

"Useless!" Morpheus abruptly withdrew his finger, his face ashen, his eyes surging with rage and resentment.

"Four useless pieces! Add to that a level 4 bone snake, and they couldn't even kill a critically injured, dying third-class apprentice! They even lost all their pieces!"

He took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing his anger, and took out a communication bone fragment engraved with distorted human face patterns, injecting a trace of mental energy into it.

Soon, a languid yet slightly cold female voice came from the other end of the bone fragment: "Is the matter settled?"

"The plan has failed," Morpheus said coldly. "Lynn escaped and was taken back to the academy by Gregor. The two apprentices you sent me are also dead."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the communication line, followed by an undisguised sneer: "Useless."

The light on the bone fragment went out instantly, and the other party unilaterally cut off the communication.