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Chapter 82 Why Must We Die?

"what!"

Lily, who had been silent and trying to minimize her presence, suddenly started screaming as if she had seen a ghost.

The hemp rope that was originally used to gag him had been bitten off at some point and was hanging loosely around his neck, with sharp canine teeth sticking out, covered with white foam and fine hemp fibers.

The others had been focused on the secret room and hadn't paid attention to it, which is why they noticed the changes in it.

At this moment, it was completely different from its quiet and silent self, bearing a striking resemblance to the two-headed ogre's crazed and deranged state before its death.

"Hoichi"

Its whole body tensed up, and the ropes binding its torso dug its claws into the stone ground, making a piercing sound, and it kept twisting and howling.

Fortunately, the ropes binding the other person were still very secure, and there was no sign of them breaking free, but this still made Rhodes and the others wary.

"What's gotten into it this time?" Milan frowned slightly, a purple light flickering at the tip of her staff.

"Let us do it—" Don Quixote said, raising his greatsword to step forward and suppress it.

"Don't rush." ​​Rhodes stopped them both, shaking his head to signal them not to move.

"I didn't mean to break the seal, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die—"

"Lily" kept banging her head against the ground, frantically chanting as if in supplication, but suddenly looked up at the three skeletons behind Rhode and roared, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault!"

Its eyes were now filled with a hideous crimson, and it was muttering incoherently, completely lost in its delusions, eerily similar to the two-headed ogre's frenzied state before its death.

"Why should we, your descendants, pay the price for all the glory you enjoyed?"

"Why is it that besides being a descendant of a down-on-his-luck mage, I'm destined to be nothing more than a wanderer, struggling and toiling away!"

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! You selfish bunch!"

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, both Milan and Rodríguez were stunned for a moment, instantly grasping the key information in each other's crazy words.

"Are you a descendant of the Mage family of Misty City?" Milan's voice was calm, mimicking Rhodes's approach with the two-headed ogre, attempting to coax more information from him. "Are those three skeletons your ancestors?"

"Keli" had completely gone mad and was deaf to questions from the outside world, refusing to respond no matter how Milan and Rod asked her.

It just kept hysterically roaring at the three skeletons, cursing them over and over again: "Die! Die! Die! All of you, die!"

"You can't protect anything!" It cried bitterly, then suddenly burst into maniacal laughter. "Hahahaha! Look, look! In the end, the seal will break anyway, won't it? Destroy them all!"

Rhodes: "————"

What kind of nonsense is this? Can't you say something useful?

Rhodes sighed and tried to talk to him several times, but received no response. Instead, he was met with fierce insults. If the other party hadn't been tightly bound by his rope, he probably would have scratched him with his claws long ago.

"—Phew, have you gotten so emotional that you can't communicate anymore?"

Rod quickly abandoned his plan to communicate in this language and instead adopted a more straightforward approach.

Just as Milan and Don Quixote were hesitating about how to deal with the crazed Lily, they saw the usually aloof and reliable ranger suddenly step forward, grab Lily's neck with one hand, and pull something out of his pocket, then smash it on one of her wolf heads with a "smack".

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Hearing the dull thud, the person who was hit was stunned, as were the bystanders.

Even Alina, who was in the realm of consciousness, was unable to come to her senses for a long time.

"Are you awake?" Rod asked seriously, looking at Lily's bloodshot, dazed eyes.

"Are you crazy?!" Upon hearing this, it instinctively cursed, "Why don't you just die—"

Boom—

"I'm going to kill you!"

*Thump* "You—"

Seeing his continuous movements, Milan and Don Quixote couldn't help but gasp, especially Don Quixote, who was without a helmet at the moment, and felt a phantom pain on his scalp.

Is it really okay to do something so reckless?

With another muffled thud, the half-wolf head was smashed and swayed violently, and the other half of the human face was also exhausted, unable to utter a single curse word for a moment.

Milan's eyelids twitched as he looked at it. He took two steps forward before he could see what Rhodes was holding in his hand. It was the skull cap of the two-headed ogre that he had dug out of the ashes earlier.

Seeing her staring at his hands, Rhodes nodded. "I just used it on a whim, and it works pretty well."

Thanks to the sturdy skull of the two-headed ogre, with its slightly concave curve, it perfectly fits the gripping needs of Rhodes' hands. The smooth yet slightly frosted bone texture prevents slippage when exerting force, and the impact is steady, accurate, and powerful, allowing for precise strikes to the target.

Although it was the first time using it, Rod's ranking of its practicality skyrocketed, comparable to the status of a brick in street fighting, making it an excellent portable subduing tool.

"Ugh—" Lily, whose head was ringing from being hit, took a long time to recover before raising her eyes and glaring fiercely at Rhodes.

"Roar—" But just as it was about to bare its teeth and let out a threatening growl, it saw Rhodes tighten his fingers slightly, gently lifting the skull cap. Instantly, it shrank its neck, swallowing back the harsh words that were on the tip of its tongue, and only dared to let out a pitiful whimper.

Although its mind was filled with those crazy and painful memories that made it furious, it no longer dared to be hysterical towards Rodin.

"Can you speak properly now?" Rod weighed the skull in his hand; the bones collided with a soft thud, making Lily shudder again.

"The mage family you mentioned, is it the one in Misty City?" Milan asked, looking at it somewhat eagerly.

She was commissioned by the Arcane Society to investigate this lost family, but after searching through the files, she could only find scattered legends. She couldn't even confirm whether the family had ever existed or why they had disappeared completely.

Now that a descendant of the other party has suddenly appeared, she is naturally eager to find out the truth about the other party's complete extinction.

What kind of existence or disaster could possibly cause such a complete lack of information about them in the Misty City?

"Did you really exist?" Milan asked. "Why has all the information about your family disappeared?"

"Existence? Hahahaha!" Lily suddenly shrieked, laughing so hard that tears streamed down her face. "Of course we exist—we've been glorious for hundreds and thousands of years, and even the entire Misty City was built by my ancestors."

Its voice rose and fell, its gaze fixed on the three skeletons in the center of the stone chamber. If the hatred in its eyes could materialize, it might be able to grind them to dust.

"It's said that they built the entire Misty City, and were revered by thousands. How glorious they were! But why should we, their descendants, pay the price for that glory?"

"What do you mean?" Milan frowned. "What does this have to do with the disappearance of your entire family?"

"Hahahaha! Why don't you go ask them?" it laughed wildly, then suddenly turned furious and ferocious. "Yes, who would have thought they would strangle their own family! They destroyed everything with their own hands!"

"What exactly happened here?" Rhodes asked. "You mentioned a price earlier, what exactly was that price?"

"A curse!" Lily roared, her bloodshot eyes filled with rage. "A curse bought with sealing away monsters! Generation after generation, their magical perception grows weaker and weaker, until finally, even the most basic elemental affinity is gone!"

"Roar—" It suddenly struggled, its wolf head contorted in a ferocious roar. The ropes dug deep into its flesh, but it seemed oblivious. "We, the descendants of exceptionally talented mages, have become useless trash who can't even learn magic tricks! Each generation is worse than the last, from nobles to commoners, from commoners to vagrants—and we even face extinction! Why! Why must we die?!"

"What?" Milan was shocked.

She searched through the Arcane Academy's archives and saw records of family destruction, bloodline depletion, and magic exhaustion, but she had never heard of the saying that "the seal brings a curse and talent diminishes with each generation."

No wonder this family disappeared completely.

It wasn't an external force that wiped out the family; rather, their very foundation for survival was severed at its root, and they slowly rotted away with time.

"Just because of the curse, the entire family has completely vanished?" she frowned and pressed. "But even if their talent was lost, their inherited texts should have survived. Why can't we find even the slightest trace of them in the past hundred years?"

These words were like stirring up a hornet's nest. Lily instantly exploded, letting out a beast-like growl, her whole face contorted in pain. If she hadn't been bound by ropes, she probably would have pounced on the skeleton and started tearing it apart.

"Preserve? They burned it themselves! Burned it all!" Her voice trembled sharply, each word brimming with overwhelming hatred. "They were afraid their descendants would be resentful, afraid someone would try to break the seal, afraid the demons would come out and bear the blame—anyway, they burned all the spell manuscripts..."

The scrolls of incantations, the alchemical notes, along with the family genealogy and historical records, were burned to ashes! Not a single sheet of paper remained!

"They're so noble, so considerate of the bigger picture!" It laughed until tears streamed down its face, half human and half wolf, a bizarre and chilling sight. "They'll hide in this stone chamber and sleep peacefully, leaving all this mess for their descendants! We don't even know who our ancestors were, what magic they possessed, or why we lived such a wretched life!"

Rod tapped the skullcap lightly with his fingertip, producing a muffled sound.

"Hehe————"

Lily shuddered, the roar that was on the tip of her tongue stuck in her throat, and she could only glare at him fiercely, but dared not shout anymore.

"So how did you know all this?" Luo De asked in a calm tone, as if checking a trivial matter. "Since all the books were burned, you couldn't have been born knowing it."

Lily gasped for breath for a long time before gritting her teeth and continuing, her voice filled with a deep-seated resentment: "My parents secretly told me before they died—they left a few words, saying that our ancestors were great mages in Misty City, that something was sealed underground, and that I should never touch it."

It twitched its lips, a bitter and miserable smile. "But I'm not reconciled—why can others be born with the ability to learn magic, while I, bearing the title of a descendant of a mage, can't even summon a ray of light?"

"I searched for three years, scouring every mountain around Misty City, before finally finding this quarry," her voice trailed off, her eyes filled with regret and obsession. "I thought that finding the ruins, finding the books that hadn't been burned, would break the curse, take back my family's possessions, make me a mage, and lead my family to new heights—"

It didn't say what came next, but everyone present understood.

It died here before it could even break the seal, and its soul remained trapped in the ruins for decades until a two-headed ogre moved in and experimented with some scraps of magic it had picked up, which inadvertently stuffed its consciousness into this half-human, half-wolf body.

The stone chamber was quiet for a few seconds, with only Lily's heavy breathing echoing against the milky white stone walls.

Milan closed his eyes, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Her trip was solely to investigate the whereabouts of the lost family, but she never expected to uncover such a tragic past.

The ancestors sealed the demon at the cost of the entire clan's fate, but in the end, they had to burn their heritage with their own hands, leaving their descendants to suffer in ignorance and poverty. The descendants, unwilling to accept their fate and wanting to turn the tables, instead lost their lives in front of the ancestor's seal.

"Crazy—completely crazy." It muttered under its breath, then couldn't help but roar at the group, "For a seal, we've sacrificed our entire past and future—why?!"

"This—" Don Quixote frowned and couldn't help but interject, "Why not let the younger generation practice their skills while watching the seal? There's no reason to burn down the entire family fortune!"

"If all knowledge is destroyed, future generations won't even know how to reinforce the seal. Won't it break sooner or later?"

"Yes," Milan frowned slightly, "now we can't even seal it away."

In the space of consciousness, Alina also sighed: "From the perspective of the ancestors, they may have been afraid that their descendants would not be able to resist the temptation to break the seal; but from its perspective, it is really too unfair. It did nothing wrong, but it carried the curse for a lifetime, without even knowing the reason."

Rhodes didn't speak, his gaze sweeping over the soul-suppressing magic circle on the ground before returning to Lily.

The information is almost pieced together, but there's still one crucial point: what exactly is beneath the seal?

To what extent has the seal loosened now?

And what about the resurrection magic that Aphrodite mentioned earlier—is it also related to these?

Will such changes cause any harm to Misty City?

Could this bring irresistible danger to himself and Garen?

As Rhodes pondered, he weighed the skull cap in his hand, clearly feeling the rough texture of the bone surface.

If even sealing away the leaking energy nearby could create monsters like two-headed ogres, causing unrest among the monsters of Misty City—

"You just said the seal is about to break," he looked up at Lily, his tone flat, "How will it break? What exactly is sealed beneath?"

"Hahahaha! I don't know! I don't care!" it roared at the group.

"Once the seal is completely broken, you're all going to die! Whether it's you or me! Let's all die together!!!"

Just then, something unexpected happened.

The three skeletons, which had been completely still, suddenly trembled, and then a white light flashed towards the hysterical Lily.