Chapter 861 - Chapter 125: Incomprehensible State

"Shush." Philarx turned his head back at the experiment table, gesturing Pannis to be quiet, then turned back again, focusing his attention on the experiment in front of him without paying any further attention to Pannis, who had just entered the room. It was in the moment that Philarx turned his head that Pannis had a clear view of his face. He involuntarily closed his eyes and sighed deeply within himself. He had seen Philarx again—not the Philarx who was so aged that eating and walking were extremely difficult, who would pant after uttering a few words, whose face was lined with wrinkles and age spots, and whose eyes had gone cloudy with old age—but the Philarx he remembered; mature, indifferent to others, enthusiastic about knowledge, a powerful Demigod who could turn legions of the Undead into dust with a mere flick of his fingers.