Chapter 240 Despair and Light
"Miss, are you looking for Miss Daya and the others?" When Lucian came out of the bathroom, he happened to meet another maid. The maid smiled and bent down, stretching out her hand towards Lucian. Her movements were almost the same as the maid there just now.
"They are going to play in the back garden now. Miss, can I take you there?" The maid smiled, but her smile made Lu Xian feel a little chilly.
"I seem to...understand part of the meaning of 'control' in goblin sacrifice." Lu Xian murmured inwardly. From his perspective, he could clearly see the extremely normal emotional color of the maid in front of him.
But at this time, Lucian felt that these "normal players" were like soulless but surprisingly sticky spider threads, and he was the poor insect entangled in the spider web, struggling hard but unable to escape.
Even until the last moment, I might not be able to find the "Mr. Spider"...
Perhaps for me, even death can only bring a little trouble to the goblin priest now, right? For example, if you directly detonate your own spiritual core, then others can hear the bang and then enjoy the blooming bloody fireworks...
An invisible sense of despair enveloped Lucian. This strong, inexplicable emotion was quietly amplified in Lucian's consciousness, like a strong noose that completely trapped Lucian's will to survive.
"It seems good to die..." Lucian murmured softly. At the same time, his mental power was already in a "super active" state, and it seemed that the star that formed the core of his spirit would explode completely in the next moment.
But at the moment when the "lasso" was about to tighten, strong fluctuations erupted within Lucian's spiritual core.
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Academy of Ashes.
Hee hee hee…
There was an unpleasant burnt smell from the inside of the crucible on Carly's experimental table, and with a burst of black smoke, the raw materials for the potion worth more than thirty magic stones were completely scrapped.
"Monica, please help me prepare two...no, three potion materials." Carly took out a bag of magic stones from her storage bracelet and threw it to the side. Student and lab assistant Monica.
"Teacher, should I come over at night or..."
"In two days, I'm not in a good state today and I need to make some adjustments." Carly said softly. In front of her students, she would still try to show a more severe state. According to Carly's own understanding, This is "teacher style".
"Okay, how is your own research on healing witchcraft going? I remember you asked Sally to cooperate with you in research before, right? But they are out practicing now. If you need other wizard apprentices to cooperate with the experiment, remember to go there first registered……"
Carly didn't know why, but she felt an inexplicable irritability in her heart at this time, and even she felt that Monica's instructions were a bit too verbose.
"I understand, Tutor Carly. Tutor, you should also pay attention to rest. By the way, although the physique of goblins is different from that of humans, if your symptoms are like this, tutor, listening to some music seems to be relieved..." Monica He carefully adjusted his crystal glasses.
Carly nodded slightly, then stood in front of the desk Lucian had used before, and looked up out the window.
Suddenly, she clutched her chest tightly, feeling that a special connection seemed to be about to be broken.
"Teacher Lucian!" Carly's eyes widened. At this moment, she seemed to feel Lucian's suffocating despair. other side.
"This is the last group this morning!" Edison casually threw the heavy metal chain tied to his body towards the ground.
The heavy chain hit the ground, creating a shallow crater.
"Huchi...huchi..." Behind him, there was also a figure who was very thin compared to Edison. His body was also tied with heavy metal chains, and he walked. It seemed a little wobbly along the way.
"Brando, you are too thin. You need to eat more to gain strength." Edison looked at Brando, who was turning pale at this time, and grinned his white teeth.
"I know, Brother Edison." Brando's body swayed, but his eyes looked extremely determined. After being silent for a while, he looked up at Edison, who was more of a teacher than an elder brother.
"Well... I plan to leave Ashes College in two days and want to go back to my hometown."
"It's good to go home, it's good to go home." Edison nodded slightly, but there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.
But then this confusion was well concealed by him. He stood up and patted Brando's shoulder gently, "Go if you want."
Suddenly, Edison's body trembled. Although his feeling was not as direct or as strong as Carly's, at this moment, he suddenly felt that his chest became extremely heavy, and even the meat he was chewing in his mouth seemed to There is no taste anymore.
"Teacher..." Edison mouthed a word, but his voice became hoarse.
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In Lucian's spiritual core, two waves that were different from Lucian's own will suddenly appeared. One of the emerald green waves was stronger, and the other blood-colored wave was weaker.
However, the emergence of these two fluctuations gave Lucian's spiritual will a turning point in the one-sided confrontation with the noose of despair.
It was as if someone had smashed a rock in from the outside, breaking a small hole in the originally completely sealed window.
The hole is not big, but it is big enough for the bright sunshine from outside to break in and quickly tear the darkness in the room into pieces.
Lucian almost subconsciously grasped this glimmer of hope that represented life. At this moment, his consciousness also broke away from the hazy state just now. Only then did he realize with some horror that he had almost been shot in a silent way. Got it!
The desperate force that quietly emerged within his spiritual core made Lucian feel that it was his own idea at a certain moment. Even the thought of wanting to detonate his spiritual core and end everything on his own just now seemed so natural. It's so logical.
"Go away!" After discovering the clues of these desperate emotions, Lucian did not hesitate to use his mental power to start a counterattack. The mental star spun faster and shattered this emotion called despair.
"Huhu..." After there was no trace of the black emotion of despair in his spiritual core, Lucian breathed a sigh of relief. The confrontation just now was very fast and obscure, but he was unwilling to taste the danger in it a second time. .
There is something going on at home today, so I will make up the remaining two thousand words later or tomorrow.
(End of chapter)