Parents or younger brother?
I choose to reject the choice.
Rodriguez just smiled and told me I needed to choose.
I said kill me first.
Saying this, I shattered the source of my magic power.
But I finally woke up and found that I was hanging in the air. When I subconsciously looked down, I could only see that my body had turned into white bones.
Why am I still alive? Broken magic is the most serious and incurable injury to a mage. Why am I still alive?
And live in this way.
I was hung by Rodriguez above the hall of the Palace of Bones. Only my head still had flesh and blood, and I could feel pain and touch. The rest of my body was just bones.
The bodies in the hall came and went, but no one looked at their former master.
In their eyes, I was probably just being punished for offending my old master.
Even if the punishment was caused by my refusal to use them as gray-eyed practitioners.
Rodriguez never looked up or took the initiative to talk to me. He just calmly placed a huge clock dial opposite me to record the time of my execution.
I didn't go to him to beg for mercy.
We were confronting each other like this. I don’t know what spell Rodriguez used to keep me in this state, but it must be an extremely difficult necromancy spell. I lost all the systems I used to maintain my functions, but I still Living with a skull, although unable to do anything else.
Time passed like this, and I could clearly feel that my head was slowly drying out, that is, it was gradually losing moisture. I didn't know how long Rodriguez's technique could last me in this state, so I I want to wait for the limit of it.
When I reach that limit, I can probably die.
The gentle, comely and unsmiling master in my memory, and the calm and indifferent Rodriguez left me suspended in this way.
The two images kept rising and falling in my mind, overlapping and then separating.
Finally I gave in.
When Rodriguez hung me up until the twenty-ninth day, I finally called him out.
That doesn't count as shouting. My lips have been tightly glued together due to loss of water, and the fat has been exhausted. Therefore, the shriveled skin shrank like a layer of dead skin on the skull. I tried my best to achieve nothing. It can make soft moans like mosquitoes.
But I knew Rodriguez could hear him.
He did hear it.
He raised his head and looked at me for the first time in twenty-nine days in the hall.
I tried my best to say what I wanted to say.
"I was wrong."
Even if it's just meaningless babbling.
But I know he understands.
I was let go.
He did not make me lose consciousness, but directly put my body into the blood pool, allowing me to watch with my own eyes as my bones grew flesh and blood bit by bit, developed organs, and then blood vessels connected and pulsed with each other. When the nerves were finally connected When we were together, I finally understood that I was alive again.
I knelt down to him for the first time, kissed the ground in front of him and told him: "I am willing to practice gray eyes."
Rodriguez smiled calmly, but at that time I was extremely afraid of him, and I just felt shuddering when I saw that smile.
He said: "Practice the blood curse first."
I just knelt down and banged my head on the ground again and again in vain, causing my head and face to be covered with blood.
He asked me: "You won't die this time?"
I can only remain silent.
He said, I still give you two choices.
Or, I will bring your parents and brother here together, and you will hang above this hall together. They do not have your perseverance and adaptability to necromancy, so they will soon die before you.
After they die, you can practice gray eyes.
Or, you practice blood spells first.
I said, I choose the second option.
I chose to curse my parents.
The blood curse is not difficult. After I mastered the configuration, I succeeded in using it only once. Rodriguez also took me to watch my parents choke to death by holding their throats, and then slowly turned into a pool of blood. Rodriguez turned to me and said something.
Do you really want to kill me?
I could only kneel down and kowtow, not daring to say a word.
Rodriguez smiled gently and said, "Don't think about it in front of me, please remember this."
Then he added: It doesn't matter if you want to kill me, but you can only kill me if you learn everything I teach you.
After practicing the blood curse, I can finally continue practicing the gray eyes.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, I chose to create a backhand.
A backup plan that could save me after I was tortured to the point of completely losing my humanity.
I chose to split my soul and create a second self.
Creating a second self requires a container and practice, and it also requires concealing it from Rodriguez's consciousness.
That's how the opportunity came.
I need to practice gray eyes, and I also have a lot of physical bodies.
Also, Gray Eyes can easily fail.
So, I created Wuyougu, my second self.
Splitting the soul must be done without telling Rodriguez. Fortunately, Gray Eyes can easily fail. I can first try to tear apart the opponent's soul while using Gray Eyes, and then observe their reaction. After I become proficient in the first step, The second step is to try to inject the opponent's torn soul into the body alone to see if it can function normally.
Then, he started trying to divide his soul.
Gray Eyes is an extremely complex and powerful technique, and each practice takes an extremely long time. Rodriguez is also busy with his latest research, so when I obeyed him, he did not do anything extra to me. monitoring.
So in the final stage, on the surface, I can already play with the other person's soul very skillfully, freely manipulate their body, peek into their memory, or simply create false memories.
In fact, I completely erased the soul of one of the bodies, and then poured my split soul into it.
In order to keep it a secret, so that even if Rodriguez peeked into my memory, he would not be able to discover her existence, I passed the memory of her creation to my second self named Wuyougu without any reservation.
As Shi Li, I will have no idea.
In the years to come, she will exist as a perfect experimental body with gray eyes. As a member of the body, she will be hidden without my knowledge.
And try to survive on your own.
This is a game where knowing each other means losing.
Then, I can have the final fight with Rodriguez without any worries.
No matter what you experience, no matter how fearful and desperate, how dark and hesitant you are.
I will go on without hesitation.
Like he said, after learning everything he taught me, kill him.
