Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots

Chapter 1158: Chapter 476: I Don’t Want to Die... (2)

Lianna gritted her teeth, striving to make her voice sound more resolute:

"Master, it’s not that we’re afraid of death... it’s just... we just hope to be better prepared..."

"Yes!" Vini hurriedly echoed:

"Perhaps we can wait for the next lunar eclipse? Or find a safer method for revival?"

Caroline nodded vigorously:

"Master, our loyalty is beyond question; we only hope to choose a more suitable time..."

Watching the three awkwardly trying to stall, Leonardo laughed.

But that smile lacked any warmth, instead carried the smugness of a Hunter as he sees his prey ensnared.

"I see, so you’re not planning to cooperate voluntarily."

He suddenly took off his glasses, carefully wiping the lenses with a handkerchief:

"That’s fine, the forced execution program is actually more precise and ensures operations are completed at the optimal time."

Upon hearing the words "forced execution", the hearts of the three missed a beat simultaneously.

An ominous premonition loomed over their hearts like dark clouds.

"Master... what do you mean by this?"

Lianna trembled as she asked, but she vaguely guessed the answer in her heart.

Leonardo put his glasses back on, his eyes behind the lenses cold as a deep winter ice lake:

"You wouldn’t naively think that when I was conducting modifications on you, I was merely enhancing your abilities, would you?"

His voice became relaxed and pleasant, like discussing the weather:

"With each surgery, I’ve implanted some... small safety measures in your neural center."

"These measures remain dormant, not affecting your normal activities. But at critical moments..."

Here, Leonardo snapped his fingers:

"They will be activated, ensuring my artworks operate according to their intended design."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three simultaneously felt a sharp pain deep within their brains.

This pain did not come from an external attack, but from an enforced activation of some foreign object within the nervous system.

"No... impossible..."

Lianna clutched her head, moaning in agony:

"What did you implant in our brains?"

Vini’s wings began to tremble uncontrollably, her compound eyes shedding blood-red tears:

"Master... I beg you... don’t treat us this way..."

Caroline felt her abdominal Biological Factory become unusually active.

Those parasitic organisms seemed to sense their host’s fear and began to agitatedly unrest:

"We are your most loyal students... why treat us this way?"

Leonardo coldly observed the trio’s painful struggle, his face showing the satisfaction of an artist admiring his work:

"Loyalty? From your recent behavior, there’s not a trace of loyalty."

"True artworks should unconditionally obey the creator’s will. Since you all cannot actively comply, you can only passively execute."

The control devices implanted in the neural center began to fully activate, and the trio felt their bodies starting to lose control of consciousness.

Their arms moving against their will, mouths speaking words they didn’t want to say, even their thoughts beginning to be disturbed.

"Now, my artworks, execute the self-termination command as programmed."

Leonardo’s voice was as indomitable as the pronouncement of death itself:

"The method is unrestricted, efficiency is priority. The revival program will automatically initiate after ten minutes."

Lianna’s right hand began uncontrollably moving towards her chest, her fingers sharp as blades, ready to plunge into the vital area of her heart.

She desperately tried to halt this action, but her body completely ignored the brain’s command.

"No... please... I don’t want to die..."

Tears poured forth like breached floodwaters, but her arm’s motion didn’t pause in the slightest.

Vini’s wings began secreting lethal toxins, not released outward but instead infiltrating inward, poisoning her circulatory system.

She clearly felt the toxins spreading through her veins, slowly eroding the foundation of Life Energy.

"Master... please... allow me to live... I’ll do anything..."

But pleas appeared so powerless in the face of cold reality.

Caroline’s situation was the most dire.

The abdominal Biological Factory began to reverse its operations, those parasites intended for attacking enemies turned to devour the host’s internal organs.

The excruciating pain elicited beast-like dying screams, yet the body was forced to cooperate in this self-destructive process.

"Why... why treat us this way..."

Her voice became hoarse due to pain:

"We are clearly your most prized creations..."

Leonardo quietly observed the trio’s death process.

His eyes contained no trace of pity, only the focus of a researcher recording experimental data.

"Art requires sacrifice, beauty demands pain."

He swiftly wrote in the experimental Record:

"Your death is not an end, but a transcendence to a higher level of existence. You should feel honored."

"Once you revive, you will understand the meaning of all this. At that time, you will become truly perfect artworks, free from the shackles of human emotions, existing purely for beauty."

As Life Energy ebbed away, the trio’s struggles gradually weakened.

Despair overwhelmed their consciousness like a tide.

They finally understood that they were never "prized students" or "precious artworks".

In Leonardo’s eyes, they were merely expendable experimental material, stripped of even the most basic autonomy over life and death.

The modifications they once prided themselves on, the powers they thought they obtained, turned out to be nothing more than sophisticated shackles.