"It was Wicca..."
Hearing that, Mixandrei's expression grew even more serious. She hadn't expected Wicca to be alive.
She said coldly, "There is no cure for the Nine-Turns Soul Devouring Poison. There is no choice but to wait for death..."
Isaac suddenly turned pale and looked at Mixandrei, asking, "You mean... Even you can't do anything?"
"Me? I'm not a god either." Mixandrei glanced at Isaac with a half-smile.
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