A drowsy state filled my consciousness, and darkness enveloped everything in my vision.

In a daze, a strong sense of weakness suddenly spread throughout her body, stimulating her depressed soul and instantly waking her up.

Oh no, Victor!

Aurelion's eyes widened suddenly, and she sat up abruptly.

The sudden burst of light caught her off guard for a moment.

The heavy head forced the limp Aurelione to fall back onto the soft pillow.

Once she calmed down, her gaze became focused.

Aurelion lifted her eyelids, placed one hand on her forehead, and gazed at the white-patterned ceiling.

Where is this?

Why am I here?

As she thought about it, she closed her eyes wearily.

But as soon as consciousness came into contact with darkness, chaotic and anxious memories flooded the mind.

At first, she was clearly fighting the Dark Archmage inside Hyjal.

As a result, Victor appeared, bringing an even greater crisis.

She stepped forward and faced off against Victor in the final showdown.

In the end, who won?

As she pondered this, Aurelione lost all will to lie there any longer.

She was eager to know the outcome of the final battle.

Aurelion braced herself against the bed with one hand and sat up again.

Leaning against the headboard of the soft bed, she gently rubbed one temple with her hand.

His gaze shifted from the pristine white blankets to a vacant corner of the room.

A black trench coat came into her view.

Aurelion was startled, her eyes widened, her breathing quickened, and she looked up following the trench coat that had been dragged across the floor.

She saw it very soon.

Beneath the trench coat, a slender, gentle hand was quietly turning the pages of a book, producing a clear rustling sound.

Seeing this, Aurelion remained in bed once again.

The other person calmly flipped through the books, but she seemed expectant, her gaze shifting upwards.

But before she could even see the other person's face, a clear voice reached her ears.

"woke up?"

A familiar female voice interrupted Aurelian's thoughts.

Following the sound, she took a closer look at the trench coat's owner's face and her dazzling blonde hair before realizing what was going on.

It's Erica.

It seems she just saw things.

So, the slender and delicate hands could only be a woman's.

At that moment, the other person was looking down, intently reading the book in their hands.

However, Erica looks exactly like the Viktor she used to be.

Wearing the same trench coat, sitting in the same chair, elegantly reading a book.

Aurelion looked somewhat disappointed as she thought about this, and her brows furrowed.

She thought of it again.

At the very bottom of Endymion, Victor threatened everyone present with the entirety of Hyjal.

Every time Aurelion thought of this, she felt as if her wounds were being burned by fire again, causing her great pain.

"I advise you not to move around. Your injuries are quite severe; an ordinary mage would have been dead long ago."

"Even if you have a good recovery ability, you still need to rest and recuperate for a while."

Erica, who was reading a book nearby, didn't even look up and spoke calmly.

Hearing Erica's words, Aurelia quietly looked up.

Seeing that the other party was completely unharmed, he opened his mouth:

How come you're completely unharmed?

As soon as she finished speaking, she clearly saw Erica's hand, which was turning the pages of the book, freeze in mid-air.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating the dark characters on both sides.

"Well... of course it's because I'm in good health, so there's no problem."

Erica felt a little guilty, her eyes fixed on the pages of the book in her hands, and she didn't dare to look at Aurelion.

She was certainly not injured, after all, she had been Viktor's woman from the very beginning of the battle.

His soul was transferred into the body of the Dark Archmage, and he also helped Professor Victor blast Hyjal several times.

To be honest, she was initially worried that they might actually blast Hyjal down.

Who would have thought that after inexplicably becoming a dark sorcerer, she would foolishly discover that the plan was not at all what Professor Victor had said.

Fortunately, the outcome was good; Professor Victor did not take her with him when he left.

The Dark Archmage was captured and imprisoned in the Tree of Hyjal.

He will replace Hyjal as Endymion's new energy source, allowing the city of mages to continue floating in the air.

In the end, Erica didn't know whether the soul transfer spell had just reached its time limit or had been pre-set to end.

In short, after the Dark Archmage was resealed.

Her soul spontaneously detached from that body and automatically transferred to her own.

As for the Dark Archmage who was prophesied to become the final disaster of the Mage City.

He didn't even wake up, and he couldn't even regain control of his body.

It was thus completely sealed inside Hyjal and used as an energy source.

Of course, the most important thing is...

When Erica woke up, neither Aubrey nor the two councilors showed any curiosity about her sudden awakening.

This made her realize something inexplicably.

Could it be that not only the Mage Council, but even the late Emperor Auberli, are Professor Victor's mole...?

Could it be that this disaster was specifically designed to make the Empress stronger?

Erica dared not think about it further.

However, Erica also gained a lot of benefits after that battle.

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