After mastering the resurrection technique, they begged me to extend their lives.

Chapter 76 When I am my beloved disciple, I will give this to my senior sister.

Stardust Harbor, Morning Star Church.

In the shadows by the door, Sean felt as if he had been struck on the temple by an electric shock, and his whole body jolted slightly.

A smile settled on his face.

"Brendel————"

"Dead?"

He looked down at a silver ring on the finger of his left hand.

The ring is a magical item used to transmit information to a partner. It can detect the other party's whereabouts within a radius of hundreds of miles, which is equivalent to a positioning system.

Now, Brendel's presence has vanished.

It's in the Radel Jungle area.

Sean originally planned to ambush the nun on her way back to rest after her prayers, kidnap her, rape her, kill her afterwards, and then clean up the crime scene to make it look like it was left by goblins.

However, just as they were preparing to take action, their most reliable teammate met with an unexpected misfortune.

"Who can kill Brendel?"

"He was an undefeated warrior in the Empire; even Volta's spear couldn't pierce his magic plate armor. Who on earth could possibly kill him in this territory?"

"Furthermore, has the effect of 'Black Dew' not been activated?"

Sean didn't quite understand.

Countless questions welled up in my mind.

But he doesn't have time to think about it now.

A teammate died suddenly, and the mission was not completed.

He needed to confirm Lilia's safety, and then find Brendel's body to figure out whether it was Anxiao's team that did it, or some external force that intervened.

Even if he didn't want to work, he still had to solve everything.

"Ugh."

She glanced back at the alluring, moon-like figure still worshipping inside the church.

Sean gritted his teeth.

I pondered for a second, then two seconds.

His face hardened.

Suddenly I realized...

Rather than risk losing a teammate, it's better to prioritize beauty over everything else.

So he licked his lips and silently pushed open the double doors of the church.

For this mercenary king who rarely suffers defeat.

Death has never been so close.

Northwest slope.

An Xiao was caught.

After much persuasion, Ms. Gray Mist agreed to take him back to the mountain stronghold for a short rest.

"This is your base? You live with the harpies?"

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At this moment, the group returned to a safe area.

An Xiao had no mood to respond to what this fairy-like archmage had to say, because she was at his mercy and nothing she said would make a difference.

He was only concerned with the health of his creations, and was in a state of constant drug use and energy transfer, never stopping.

"You were clever to wake Miss Airi first."

The Gray Mist mentor observed his spells and resurrection system with an academic eye, maintaining a spirit of exploration for the unknown while being curious.

"Yes. Airi can help others recover."

An Xiaojian explained, "I can only transfer the necessary energy to them and extend their lives."

Facing his benefactor, he revealed some secrets, which aroused the attention of the Gray Mist mentor.

"Interesting. Cyclic creation."

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An Xiao calmed down.

Look at the prompts on the panel.

[State of Creation]

Airi: Minor injury, casting spells.

Hino: Seriously injured, awaiting treatment.

Vita: Near death, but has been injected with energy.

Nivea: A brand new creation, resurrected from the dead, currently at full strength.

Xiao An: Lively and energetic.

Speaking of harpies.

An Xiao never expected that they would be willing to mobilize the entire village to rescue her.

Although it's a master-slave relationship, the slave can actually turn a blind eye and choose to escape at crucial moments.

After all, it was not a battle within their capabilities, nor was it an order they had given.

Sure enough, once they arrived, the probability of death or injury far exceeded 50%.

Of the more than fifty harpies, fewer than ten survived.

The rest of the eaglets were all killed in action.

An Xiao's current Mana limit is simply insufficient to revive and extend the lives of everyone.

Under these constraints, he could only revive Nivea, who was at the core. As for the other eagles, he gave them a "last gasp" spell, allowing them to stand up briefly.

"New master! We're sorry! We failed to defeat that guy—!"

"Are you alright? Even though we died, it's good that you came out alive!"

"Ouch, death hurts so much—"

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Watching the eaglets chattering away, An Xiao couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache, deeply aware of her own powerlessness when facing an extremely powerful enemy of level 60 or higher.

Unfortunately, the "Last Stand" states that once a dead creation is resurrected in this way, it can never be resurrected again using the "Great Resurrection" spell.

In other words, "Last Stand" is a one-time use of a corpse; after it's used up, the corpse will turn into a shadow and drift away with the wind. Resurrection, on the other hand, is a spell that can be used continuously, although the limitation of death is only two times.

My magic is not invincible; I must treat every creation with caution.

"Vita died for me once, a large number of the eagles were killed in battle, Shino and Airi were also injured, and Hela only managed to escape with the help of Miss Gray Mist."

"This operation can be described as a major defeat. We completely underestimated the power of Lilia's connections, and it was a disastrous result of underestimating our enemy."

In the continent of Wayne, although there is no concept of sectarian foundation, the underlying forces between nations are still something that must be considered.

The shadows behind many characters in the artbook have long since faded, such as those related to Victoria.

However, this does not mean that one can assume that the area around Stardust Harbor is safe.

This was a mistaken decision, and we must learn from it. I must immediately take my people to new territory and start anew.

An Xiao's eyes darkened as she thought of the person who started it all, and an indescribable fire rose in her heart.

Lilia, I'll remember this grudge.

You deceived me for the first time, intending to turn me into a corpse puppet; now we are irreconcilable enemies.

[They hired someone to kidnap me a second time, and even offered a 500 gold reward for my capture. This is exactly the same despicable method used by the Aleient Empire.]

[The third time they ambushed me in the alley, they almost killed Airi and nearly disfigured Hela. I will never forget that.]

【Now, you're going to have your mother call in reinforcements, and send a level 60+ warrior to wipe out my entire army? Fine. Then, besides you, your mother will definitely be on my list.】

[If I ever catch you, I will use the most vicious magical experiments on you and your mother, personally putting a collar around your neck, branding you with a master-slave contract, and forging you to the point where you will convulse and foam at the mouth if separated from me for even a second.]

Just you wait. I, An Xiao, always keep my word.

"ah."

A gust of wind brushed against her face, waking An Xiao from her daze.

Getting away from the hustle and bustle is the only thing he wants to do right now.

But the problem is, it seems that Miss Gray Mist has her eye on me.

"An Xiao, I'll be frank."

"Please speak, senior."

"I see you have quite a bit of talent. While you might not necessarily become an outstanding archmage, you could certainly become a perfect archmage."

"The disciples should be fine."

Grey Mist sat on a semi-transparent magic carpet, watching his profile with considerable interest, and extended an olive branch, saying, "How about you train with me? Once you're truly stronger, you can travel to wherever you want. I guarantee that someone of your level wouldn't be able to touch a hair on your head while you're around. What do you say?"

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An Xiao glanced at her, then at the witch Hela, who was nearly exhausted and fast asleep on the magic carpet.

He said cautiously, "Excuse my frankness, but Miss Gray Mist's magic and the magic I study seem to be completely different. Archmages all have their own exclusive areas of expertise. For example, your mist magic is something I could never learn no matter how hard I tried."

His argument was well-founded and supported by evidence.

The gray fog, however, was not in a hurry.

He patiently corrected her, saying, "Then you're wrong. Kids who haven't attended magic academies all think that magicians can only learn elemental magic."

"Actually, the 'counter-magic,' 'domain,' and 'teleportation' spells I just used are all types of ordinary magic. And shouldn't the most crucial one for you be the 'ancient forbidden spell'?"

"——."

"Don't overthink it."

Gray Mist narrowed his eyes and seduced him in an extremely tempting tone, "Become my disciple, attend classes regularly, help me complete the academy's assessments regularly, and occasionally go out to participate in a competition for me and defeat other people's disciples. Just do this, and from now on, your master will give you a 'disciple fee' at a fixed time every month."

If you're cold, your master will hold you; if you're hungry, your master will feed you; if you're thirsty, you'll have sweet water to drink; if you're lonely, another disciple of your master can give you a pillow to play with.

"A collection of forbidden spells, a teleportation manual—these are precious books forbidden to be circulated within the academy, and your master can hand-copy them for you. Moreover, wherever you go, you can use my personal teleportation portal for one-way travel. There's only one condition: when I need you, you must return immediately and help me solve any problems I face. How about that? Sounds pretty good, right?"