A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees - Chapter 877

Chapter 877: The Limits of Mortals

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” At that time, many mages mocked Mary for being the best free sparring partner.

” Because she will not reject anyone’s challenge. She craves every battle, even if she is covered in bruises and broken bones.

” From then on, I had some impression of her. I also secretly listened to her conversations with others.

” Someone advised her that it’s already good enough for a girl to be a mage. She should take good care of herself and put more effort into her figure and beauty spells.

” If you can’t become an outstanding mage, then marrying an outstanding mage is not a bad choice.

” This is the true thoughts of many female academic mages.

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“They didn’t come to the magic academy to learn magic from the bottom of their hearts but to use this platform to get to know more outstanding male mages.

“But Mary is different.

“That’s not what she thinks.

“She might even be more special than you think-

“Some girls worked hard to prove that they were better than men.

“But Mary was not like that.

“In her eyes, there was no difference between men and women.

“She just wanted to be stronger than everyone else!

“I’ve never seen someone so competitive.

“So I made her my student.

“I thought I could change her fate.

“However, it was obvious.

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“I overestimated myself.

“Mary was a stubborn and competitive girl.

“However, she was fundamentally…

“She was still an ordinary person with mediocre talent.

“She had already reached the limit of what a mortal could do.

“Other than hard work.

“She didn’t have any other talents.

“Actually, I already knew.

“Mary isn’t suitable for the path of Fei Ziben, because she’s a big idiot who doesn’t know how to make money.

“Even if it was the actual combat ability that she was proud of.

“It was also exchanged for thousands of beatings.

“It was really too difficult for her to advance.

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“The geniuses had a simple comprehension.

“For her, she had to endure countless pains, and she still couldn’t enter the legendary path.

“This was the cruelty of magic.

“Even if I can revive her.

“She would only be a partial Mary.

“Perhaps she would become even more mediocre, perhaps she would reconcile with herself, or perhaps she would become an ordinary person.

“But she’s definitely not the person you met.

“All in all.

“Mary was the worst investment of my life.

“But I don’t regret it very much.”

There was a rare sadness in Soria’s tone.

Matthew was also affected by her emotions.

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He lowered his head slightly.

Soria quickly adjusted her emotions.

She warned,

” Use this body to summon the Patronus I left in her Soul Sand. Remember to move quickly. Don’t stay here for too long. Once you find Mary’s soul, hurry back.”

Then, she opened a portal to the prime material plane and cast an extremely powerful protective barrier near the portal.

After finishing all of this.

Matthew watched as Soria walked out of the protective barrier.

At this moment, the giant black goat in the square was still eating crazily.

Even though her stomach pouch had been removed by Soria.

Even though her chest and abdomen were exposed.

Even if she ate while eating, a large amount of flesh would fall from her oesophagus to the ground.

However, she still did not stop this crazy action.

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This scene made people panic.

Soria strode over.

With each step, a part of the black goat’s body would suddenly shatter.

Seven steps.

The huge body of this legendary Devil Lord collapsed with a loud bang.

Her body was also reduced to a pile of blood and corpses.

“If only I could eat a few more mouthfuls…”

The black goat, before its death, let out a low raving sound.

However, Soria did not even look at her.

She looked up.

Her gaze was sharp as if it could pierce through the thick ceiling, and her voice carried an unprecedented killing intent.

“Morgan.

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“Your death is here!”

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