Alas, my talents are limited.

I cannot pursue the truth of the world alongside him.

Upon hearing this, Bayou paused, particularly sensitive to the notion of departing this world.

Is he also of a different race? Morgus shook his head in response.

Is it uncertain or not? By you pressed further.

He was not of a different race.

He was human, transformed into an undead.

Later on, though the specific reasons for this transformation eluded her, Bayou recalled the words spoken by the destroyer on the day of the beast tide.

It seemed that the undead could instantly recognize her as the lord of the undead, even though she was human.

"How do you know I am of another race?" Morgus inquired, his expression one of perplexity.

It was from Byu's words that he learned of her otherness.

Yet he did not display excessive surprise.

I am unaware of your otherness, but I must inform you that many prominent figures have clashed with the lord of the undead.

They are equally familiar with the essence of a lord.

You are still quite weak.

Being discovered would spell your doom since you were of another race.

You ought to remain within the castle and develop properly.

Why are you wandering about? At this Bayou felt a twinge of embarrassment.

However, since he was a friend of the previous lore of the undead, it seemed he harbored no hostility towards her.

I am in fact trapped in a holy state of Andy.

Chapter 261.

The gift by you succinctly recounted her circumstances which piqued Mogus's curiosity.

It was no wonder that the angels sought to cleanse the Andis holy state of foreign races.

These beings having produced formidable entities through their lineage possessed the capacity to traverse vast continents effortlessly while the foreign races could traverse between the major states with mere leadership status.

Mogus, not well-versed in the intricacies of these races, was hearing of such abilities for the first time.

I see.

So it implies that you cannot return, he inferred, to which Bayou nodded with resignation.

Follow me, he instructed as he waved his hand to dispel the barrier and proceeded towards the door.

However, Bayou turned back to glance at Son Shia Sha.

She could not leave her behind.

Mogus cast a brief look over his shoulder, but remained silent.

The two departed the clinic with Mogus guiding Bayou towards a mage tower situated in the heart of the city, his abode and sanctum for research.

Along the way, the wizards they encountered greeted Mogus warmly, showing no suspicion towards Bayou, who trailed behind him.

Soon, they arrived at Mogus's tower, which featured a solitary ascending staircase.

The entrance bore a magical seal, which Mogus approached to unlock.

"You may enter," he said.

Bayu followed suit, carrying Sun Shia Sha inside.

The interior was far more spacious than it appeared from the outside, divided into several distinct areas, rivaling the grandeur of a castle.

Bayou had previously assumed it would be cramped, bustling with wizards engaged in meditation and practice.

The tower seamlessly integrated spatial magic, providing a tranquil environment ideal for the study of magic free from disturbances.

Mogus led by you upward, reaching the seventh floor, which housed rows of bookshelves brimming with incomprehensible tomes.

By the window stood a table accompanied by several chairs where Mogus gestured for Bayou to sit.

I will step out for a moment.

Remain here and you will not be discovered.

He instructed before departing.

Bayou had many questions for Mogus regarding this world and the former lord of the undead.

As the vice president of a provincial branch of the wizarding association, he held significant influence, representing the highest echelon Bayou had encountered thus far.

Bayou removed her black robe and laid on the ground to create a resting place for Sun Sha Sha.

Alas, she may not awaken for some time.

Bayou lamented, gazing out the window.

This particular window was the only one on this floor, and Mogus's tower stood as the tallest structure in the city, affording Bayou a view of the entirety of Ling Sha City.

A barrier enveloped the window, obstructing passage, which left Bayou feeling somewhat vexed.

She wished to peruse the books on the shelves, but they were filled with specialized texts beyond her comprehension, forcing her to abandon that endeavor.

resigned.

She returned to her chair only to suddenly notice a flicker of movement in Sun Xiao Xiao<unk>s fingers.

Hastily, Bayou approached and Sun Shia Sha groggy opened her eyes, appearing somewhat more vibrant than before.

Sister Bi, I feel as though I have experienced an exceedingly long dream.

Where exactly are we now? Son Sha Sha attempted to move her body, but found herself utterly devoid of strength.

Rendered incapable of exerting any effort and could only gaze vacantly at the dark ceiling above.

This is Ting Xiao City, the stronghold of the Human Mage Association.

Bayou supported Sun Shia Shao, helping her to sit upright in chair and through the window.

Sunsha Sha caught sight of the city beyond.

This is my first glimpse of the city's realm in this world.

It is entirely different from what the books described.

Son Sha Sha smiled, marveling at the wonders of this alternate universe.

Sister Bi, since this is a human city, might we be in danger? Son Sha Sha recalled Bayou<unk>s earlier words.

A twinge of concern surfacing within her.

Rest assured, if there were any peril, would I have come here? Bayou observed the improvement in Sun Xiao Xiao<unk>s complexion, which had remarkably brightened, and her speech became more fluid, no longer fragmented.

Although she still appeared frail, her condition had improved significantly compared to when Byu first encountered her.

Perhaps there was some fortuitous fade at play.

Otherwise, it would be inexplicable how she withtood the angel's holy light.

Indeed, but Sister B, when can we return? I'm somewhat worried about them.

How are you feeling now? Bayou gently grasped Son X Shia Xiao<unk>s wrist and touched her forehead.

Her heartbeat was indeed faster than before.

I feel a bit dizzy and drowsy, and my limbs are weak, much like having a fever, Sunsha Shao pondered before responding.

Oh, speaking of tiredness, I suddenly feel quite sleepy.

Would you be so kind as to assist me once more? Sister Bai, certainly you have endured too much on this journey.

It is time for you to rest properly.

By you laid, Son Sha Sha backed down onto her black robe.

Yawning, Son, Shia Sha suddenly recalled something.

I almost forgot.

I have a gift for you, Sister Bi.

I placed in the storage room when I was attacked earlier, and I can only ask you to retrieve it yourself.

Very well, Bayou tucked a strand of hair behind Son Xiao Xiao<unk>s ear, signaling her understanding, while simultaneously searching for the item in the storage.

However, as Bayu is far from her territory, she could not access the contents of a storage room to show Son Shia Sha.

Is it that butterflyshaped hairpin? I adore it.

It has been greatly beneficial to me.

Thank you, Shia Shao.

Bayou quickly found the item.

I'm glad you like it.

I shall rest now.

I am utterly exhausted.

Hearing Bayou<unk>s words, Sun Sha Sha smiled.

Sleep well, Sister B.

See you tomorrow.

Yes, see you tomorrow.

Bayou stood up with a serious expression.

Son Shia Sha was in fact deceased.

Everything that transpired was merely a fleeting illusion.

Even Morgus could not provide healing.