Wei Liao also reacted, equally dumbfounded.

"Ca… Can this actually work?"

He stammered, feeling that his common sense was being trampled upon repeatedly:

"Your Avatar… isn't that just a Puppet? How could it possibly be used to sacrifice life energy like a real, living person?"

This was no longer a question of whether it made sense or not.

This was subverting the fundamental understanding of the entire Classer system.

A Puppet was a Puppet—a dead object, a tool!

No matter how intelligent or powerful it was, it had no soul and no Origin of life.

Using a tool to act as a life sacrifice for resurrecting a living person?

This was simply sheer fantasy.

Facing the doubts of the two, Zhou Huai's expression was exceptionally calm as he spoke indifferently.

"I don't know either."

"I just want to… give it a try."

Just a try?

Chen Huaishu and Wei Liao looked at each other, both seeing thick wry smiles and helplessness in each other's eyes.

This guy's thought process truly could not be measured by conventional logic.

Zhou Huai was naturally not trying blindly.

He had his own basis.

Previously, when he manipulated his Avatar to use the Divine Artifact "Heaven-Suppressing Seal", the backlash effect of the Heaven-Suppressing Seal would affect the Avatar, but it would not cause the slightest bit of damage to his main body's soul.

Since the Avatar could bear the backlash of the Divine Artifact for the main body,

then for the sacrifice of the Pendulum of Life, he could also use his Avatar to offset it, or rather, act as that sacrifice.

After all, his own Avatar had never been any ordinary Puppet.

That was a God-level Avatar crafted by the God-level Clone System!

Just as Chen Huaishu and Wei Liao were still immersed in the sense of absurdity, the next second, something happened that completely shattered their worldview and would be unforgettable for a lifetime.

They saw that huge Pendulum of Life, after extracting Gandalf's life energy, not only did not stop, but instead operated even more rapidly!

Beneath the pendulum, in the the void half a meter above the ground.

As that extremely pure life energy stripped from Gandalf converged, the air began to distort!

Countless golden light spots appeared out of thin air like fireflies on a summer night, dancing, interweaving, and entangling in mid-air, carrying boundless vitality and profound rule power as they condensed.

A huge golden cocoon, initially only the size of a fist but rapidly growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, took shape in the center of the light!

On the surface of that golden giant cocoon, divine radiance flowed, and one could even see it pulsating strongly like a real heart with thump, thump, thump sounds!

Chen Huaishu was completely dumbfounded.

He reached out, pointing at the golden cocoon that was continuously absorbing energy and growing robustly, his mouth wide open, his murky old eyes filled with shock and bewilderment, muttering incessantly:

"Th… How is this possible?"

As time passed bit by bit.

The dazzling golden pillar of light gradually converged, and the previously violently surging life energy finally calmed down.

The wind on the wasteland resumed its howling once again.

"Cough, cough…"

Accompanied by a slightly weak cough, Gandalf in mid-air slowly descended back to the ground.

This Forbidden Spell Mage, who was originally young, now had a listless aura.

Although he wasn't completely drained of his life Origin like Uncle Fu and turned into a dried corpse, the whole person seemed to have aged several decades all at once.

His originally smooth and rosy skin completely lost its luster, and his skin was covered with wrinkles like withered tree bark;

his straight spine also slumped slightly, and the starlight in his eyes dimmed a lot.

This was the price of sacrifice.

Even as a high-and-mighty SS-Rank Professional, after providing life energy to reshape the body and soul for a B-Rank Professional, he was almost squeezed dry of more than half his life energy.

Right at this moment, the giant golden cocoon in mid-air made a crisp sound.

"Crack— Crack—"

Spiderweb-like cracks rapidly spread across the surface of the golden cocoon, and dazzling divine radiance burst out from the fissures, stinging people until they could barely open their eyes.

"Bang!"

The golden cocoon completely shattered, transforming into golden light spots dancing all over the sky, turning into a gorgeous meteor shower.

Amidst the rain of light, a straight figure walked out.

That was a youth who looked to be only in his early twenties.

He wore an oversized, ill-fitting long robe, with sword-like brows and star-like eyes, and stern facial features, except that his pair of eyes were filled with bewilderment and helplessness.

Chen Huaishu and Wei Liao stood not far away, completely stunned.

"Th… Is this that old butler?"

Wei Liao drew in a breath of cold air.

Chen Huaishu was also full of astonishment, his eyes—which had seen countless people—filled with shock:

"Not only was he resurrected… even his bodily functions have been reshaped! He actually really relied on sacrificing the life energy of a Avatar to resurrect a living person!"

This was simply too heaven-defying!

And far too crazy!

Using the life Origin of an SS-Rank Professional to resurrect a B-Rank Professional!

If this kind of matter were to spread out, the entire world would go crazy for it!

In Chen Huaishu and Wei Liao's inherent cognitive understanding, wanting to create a Avatar Puppet of Gandalf's level would probably consume precious materials unimaginable to ordinary people, and might even require stripping away the host's own soul power.

That would inevitably be an extremely troublesome, difficult matter that required paying a painful price!

Sacrificing such a peerless combat power just to trade back a B-Rank old butler, was it worth it?

However, what they did not know was,

this bit of sacrifice was simply negligible to Zhou Huai.

Let alone absorbing some life energy, even if Gandalf were completely sucked dry,

Zhou Huai would only need 24 hours to resurrect him once more.

At this time, the young Uncle Fu standing in the light barrier was still blankly looking around his surroundings.

"Me? Didn't I die?"

His memory still lingered on the moment when the Pendulum of Life completely drained him and turned him into flying ash.

However, when he turned his head and his gaze inadvertently swept across the front, the whole person couldn't help but be stunned.

In the wind in the distance, that youth who should have been paralyzed in a wheelchair, pale-faced, and not long for this world, was now steadily standing on the earth, smiling gently, and quietly watching him.

"Y… Young Master?"

Young Uncle Fu was stunned, and immediately his face was filled with joy and fanaticism.

"Young Master!"

He shouted loudly, running desperately fast toward Zhou Huai.

"Young Master! You're fine! You're really alive!"

He rushed in front of Zhou Huai, grabbed Zhou Huai's arm, as if confirming that the person before him was not an illusory bubble.

He carefully examined Zhou Huai's rosy complexion and standing legs, his eye sockets turning red.

"Young Master, were you also resurrected? Your legs… Your legs are healed!"

Uncle Fu was so excited he was incoherent, "Thank goodness! Heavens have finally opened their eyes!"

Speaking up to here, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

How could the action of him running over just now be so light and nimble?

With that aged body of his that had one foot in the grave and needed to pant three times after taking two steps, wasn't that cheetah-like explosive power just now a bit too flexible?

He subconsciously looked at his own hands once again.

So young!

The skin was tight and elastic, without even a trace of wrinkles.

The mana inside his body that was originally withered was now not only full, but even more surging than during his absolute Peak years!