I Got 999 Level With One Cut

This was the ninth year since the Great Mage Joseph Lillenore came to the Palewhite's Plane, and today was the same as usual. When he woke up in his residence in the north of the territory, he immediately felt a threatening cold air coming in through the window that had not been closed last night. It went into his blanket. The fire in the fireplace in the room had long been extinguished, and the leftover ashes were still lit with a little spark. However, it was not enough to bring any warmth to the room.    

He gritted his teeth and chanted a spell. Warm fire elements began to gather around him.    

If it wasn't for that damned test subject, he, who specialized in life magic, would never be willing to stay in this ice and snow world for even a minute longer.    

As Lilian Noel put on his clothes, he loudly called for his assistant.    

"Damn Bagramion, hurry up and get over here!"    

One! A skinny young mage quickly appeared in front of Lilian Noel. He rubbed his hands under the cold air and kept stomping his feet. There was a hint of fear in his expression.    

"Teacher, what's the matter?"    

Every mage in Peter Grey knew that Lilian Noel's temper was fickle. He was like a madman. No one was willing to get along with him. The cold winter in Moscow did not even cool his personality. The ice and snow in Palewhite Region in Aldran did not seem to be able to.    

Even if Bagramion was the only disciple of Lilian Noel, and his talent was not bad. He was only in his twenties, and he was already a Fourth Rank intermediate wizard. However, sometimes, he couldn't help but be scolded for no reason.    

"I told you to watch that thing last night. Did you go to sleep again?"    

"No, teacher..."    

Bagramiyan faced the middle-aged Great Mage's aggressive gaze and shrunk his neck in fear.    

However, he also did not understand why Lilian Noel asked him to look at the thing in the basement every night.    

That thing clearly could not move, and it could not make any sound. It was like a monster that was clearly dead but still looked alive.    

He stared at it for a long time. Looking at the lifeless look on that thing, he was about to go crazy.    

"Come, let's go to the basement."    

Inside. Lenore coldly said. He grabbed a notebook and a quill from his desk and activated the stone door that led to the underground with his unique magic surges. The long staircase that led to the underground appeared in their eyes.    

Bagramiyang took a deep breath and summoned his courage. He followed behind his teacher and stepped into the door leading to hell.    

Hearing the sound of many footsteps, the girl, who was originally unable to move in theory, unconsciously moved back a few steps. She once again tore open the wound, and the blood that flowed out quickly froze into a red-black ice layer. "She..." The dozen or so magical blades that pierced through her body twisted into a form that made it hard for people to look directly at her. They were burned and torn apart by the fire, ice, and darkness elements day after day. But inconceivable, an enormous and never-ending life force was still repairing the broken body that was also constantly being destroyed.    

Even though many years had passed since they had faced such a scene day after day, it was still difficult for Bagramiyan to look directly at that so-called creature. He placed the magic lamp on the cold floor. The dim light and a small window on top of his head brought the only light in the dark, damp, and cold basement.    

"She has been like this for five years, right?"    

Bagramid spat out a cloud of white mist. She tried her best not to let herself think. What was that girl thinking at that moment?    

"Although she is still alive, I feel that she is no different from a dead person..."    

"Bagramion, pay attention to your words." Joseph Lillenore's voice was stiff and cold, exactly the same as this basement. "It's not her, it's it. Your biggest problem is this unnecessary pity. Remember, we are mages, we pursue truth and power... We can sacrifice everything, including ourselves"    

He kicked the girl in front of him, "This thing is just a test subject, just like the plants we often use. Sir Mendel spent 20 years nurturing the Pea Shooter, and he has done countless experiments. Can you say that he's cruel to the pea?"    

Bagramion quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.    

"Alright, now you start to confirm the activity of the eyeball."    

The young mage half squatted down. After a moment of hesitation, he reached out and pressed the girl's lead grey eyeball as a physical stimulus. The girl slightly twitched. Other than that, she did not make any other reaction.    

"The body connection has been confirmed. The eyeball we took off earlier has been repaired. I am unable to detect whether my vision has recovered, but there are no signs of life elemental fluctuations weakening..."    

Bagramiyan took a deep breath and tried his best to forget about the other thoughts in his mind, so that he could be a responsible mage's assistant.    

Li. Lian Noel revealed a cold smile for some unknown reason. He bent down and observed his test subject closely.    

"Unbelievable creation, isn't it?"    

Bagramion couldn't answer, because he didn't know what to say.    

"It's been nine years, it's been nine years... It has always maintained this state. Even if this place is a Great Devil Instructor, its life force should have been exhausted long ago. But it is still alive!" Lilian Noel waved his hands excitedly." It's still alive! It's still alive and well! If I pull out these swords, it will be able to stand up and jump around in less than five minutes. Do you believe me?"    

... ""    

"Ah, Bagramion, my disciple, as long as we thoroughly investigate this secret... I will definitely step into the Great Devil Instructor! When that time comes, those bastards from Peter Geller... "Lilian Noel turned his head away while cursing, and started writing down experiment records on a table.    

The rustling of the feather pen became the only background sound in the dark and cold basement.    

Bagramion looked at his teacher's back. He held a strand of the girl's dry and lusterless hair and felt his throat dry up.    

He didn't know why, but he felt that he heard a strange sound.    

"There seems to be a sound, teacher, did you hear it..."    

Inside. Lian Nuo Er turned his head and was somewhat dissatisfied with being interrupted. He coldly looked at him and did not say a word.    

In the direction that they did not notice, Undead Lady was trembling slightly. Her broken throat made a short cut sound. It sounded like a broken organ.    

The difficult to recognize cut sound was pieced together to form a distorted and distorted sound. No one could understand the sound.    

"Kill me..."