Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1156 789: Lanci’s Immortal Eternal Penalty_6
She asked Lanci.
"Please, someone save him, my apprentice is crazy, he may not act like a human usually, but he has a kind heart and doesn't deserve this punishment."
"Anyone, please take him out of here."
"Lady Goddess, I beg you."
Talia's voice gradually took on a sobbing tone.
She could accept Lanci's collapse, but seeing Lanci still so lucid, she could not.
"..."
Lanci closed his eyes, no longer speaking.
He let his consciousness waver in the darkness, allowing the eternal night to engulf him.
His thoughts were clear, if it really was endless, then any conflicts over time were meaningless.
"Phantom Demon."
At the moment Lanci was contemplating, a young voice suddenly pierced through the darkness, awakening his consciousness.
The voice was so warm, so soft, like the afternoon sun, or like the morning dew.
"Who is calling you?"
Talia asked him.
"You heard it too?"
Lanci asked back, surprised.
Wasn't it an illusion?
The dark space flickered on and off.
The world became unreal, shimmering.
The void seemed unsustainable.
A strand of silver light, piercing through the layers of darkness, was as beautiful as Gentle Town.
In an instant, the endless darkness was shattered by this dazzling light.
It was so bright, so pure, tinting the Phantasmagoria with shades of pale pink, as if it were the color of dawn.
Lanci felt his soul enveloped in a warm current, melting away the chains and curse from his body.
He regained control of his body, from certain doom to salvation, from certain death to rebirth, able to move again.
Lanci moved his limbs, struggled, and walked out of the Mirror of Tiberius in astonishment.
Once again, he returned to the deepest underground of Purgatory Corridor Academy after a long absence.
He only saw in the distance.
Tamisha had broken the energy source of the Mirror of Tiberius.
She seemed a bit hesitant.
"I saw you stayed inside for several hours without coming out, and I was a bit worried about you, you should eat."
Tamisha dropped the energy line, explained.
She wasn't sure if she did the wrong thing.
But she thought that this Phantom Demon normally would come out after about two hours of using the mirror, but now several hours had passed, it was already dark, and he still showed no reaction.
Tamisha couldn't put her mind at ease, so she forcibly turned off the mirror.
Perhaps it was the authority given to her by Calila, she could unexpectedly shut down or operate the energy in this Central Energy Room.
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"Tamisha..."
Lanci looked at her, barely staying upright, leaning against the mirror wall as he sat down on the ground.
He never expected that Tamisha would be his savior.
It was like seeing redemption, tears of clarity flowing down.
"It's so good."
He laughed with a mix of sorrow and joy.
Someone would rescue Lankros.
He scorned his fate, wanting to protect everything, foolish but just ordinary humanity.
But fantasy can become a miracle.
Calila left behind one final Small Spark, which would guide his direction and lead him to Heaven.
"Phantom Demon..."
Tamisha walked over, observing Lanci.
"What's wrong?"
Tamisha naively reached out, wiping the tears from the Phantom Demon's cheek.
"If I did something wrong, I apologize."
Tamisha wondered if her rash actions had made the Phantom Demon cry, perhaps it was because of her personality that her parents left her.
She hugged the Phantom Demon slowly like the mother she imagined in her mind, wanting to comfort him, to embrace his disheveled state.
He looked very sad, and unexpectedly, she could understand quite well.
"Tamisha, thank you."
Lanci sincerely thanked her,
"You're the best, you didn't do anything wrong, you saved me."
Lanci patted Tamisha's head softly, shaking his head.
"Oh."
Tamisha's voice was slightly surprised.
She stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror, lonely and tired, with no one to miss in the night.
Tamisha's eyes slowly shifted, moving from the mirror to the Phantom Demon's cheek.
Slowly, she also lowered her gaze.
Embracing this kindred outcast.
In the dim space of the underground energy room, two figures, one large and one small, in the silence with not the slightest pretense, only the dim pure white light reflecting on the Mirror of Tiberius.
