"Abandoning the human form?"

Todd regained his human form and looked at the two in front of him: "Can I understand that I have given up being human." ”

Meredith nodded: "If you wish to continue to use the Tyrant's abilities, then you will inevitably enter the second form of the Tyrant in the end, which is equivalent to giving up your identity as a human being." ”

"And what do you mean by training?"

"The premise of supporting the second form of the tyrant is not only the physical changes, but also the enhancement of mental power. Only through repeated training can you acquire mental power that matches the tyrant's form, and you can use this ability flexibly. The Cú Chulainn you have seen before used his training to obtain the necessary mental power for the tyrant form, and supported him in the transformation of the tyrant's second form. ”

Todd turned his gaze to Meredith: "So, Cú Chulainn chose the second path, he was determined to abandon the human body and retain the form of a tyrant. ”

The latter nodded and said, "That's right, but the problem is that he has only been here for a year, his training is far from complete, and his spirit is still not able to support the tyrant's second form for a long time." It won't be long before he still has mental problems. Todd, if you need my advice, then I recommend you to choose the first path like me, and do your best to abandon the tyrant's abilities and maintain your human form. ”

Todd sat cross-legged in place, looking at his human shell, not saying a word.

Skaha suddenly said at this time: "The power of choice is in your hands, whether you choose to survive safely or choose the power of danger, everything is in your thoughts. ”

After a long silence, Todd looked up at Skaha, "I have some things to accomplish, and I can't hide and enjoy a comfortable life until these things are done." It's like an autumn cicada that has been hidden in the soil for seven years, knowing that after breaking through the soil, it will only have a week's lifespan, and it can only climb the branches without hesitation. ”

Meredith was a little anxious: "Todd, I understand you, you are not one of those careerists who thirst for power, and the power of a tyrant is not necessary for you. ”

"No, it's not, the power of the tyrant is very important to me. As you know, I am the king of Twilight, but when I first arrived in that land, there was nothing but a beach and gravel. Todd laughed self-deprecatingly as he spoke: "In the beginning, there were only forty-one people who followed me, and the 'land' under my feet was not even a village at best. As for my people, what impressed me the most was that there was a fisherman who went out to sea to fish, and the family was so embarrassed that they couldn't even get a complete set of clothes and pants. ”

Skaha and Meredith didn't speak, listening quietly to Todd's statement.

"At that time, when I was not yet a king, I kept thinking, why should I stay in this kind of ghost place? With my own ability, I have a way to live a better life. These people are not my family or my friends, so why should I take the responsibility for the survival of these people on my shoulders?"

Meredith whispered, "But you didn't leave these people behind in the end. ”

Todd smiled and shook his head: "Yes, no, I am swayed by an inner force that drives me to stay, and makes me think of doing everything I can to build a rich and free kingdom in that barren land." My friends call this sentiment responsibility, and my enemies call it stupidity. However, whatever my intentions, there is one fact that cannot be ignored, and that is that in the near future, this kingdom will face a fierce war, a war that will most likely lose everything......"

"The palaces built by the craftsmen will be reduced to ruins by the enemy's fire, the gardens of the world praised by the poets will be reduced to ashes in the sky-high fire, and the people who have just experienced freedom and happiness will be wailed into slavery under the iron hooves of the enemy. ”

"When I think about what could happen, I think about seeing my efforts ruined. As a king, as a forerunner in the creation of this kingdom, all I can do is do my best to protect what is in front of me, even if it comes at the cost of giving up my human body. ”

Meredith shook her head vigorously: "Todd, maybe you still don't understand the seriousness of the matter. Once you accept the power of the tyrant and enter the second form, your form will always be a monster, and the subjects of the kingdom may not be able to accept your existence, which is equivalent to banishing you from the kingdom of Twilight for eternity. ”

Todd stood up from where he was and said calmly, "Power can be used for many purposes, both to fulfill one's desires and to protect one's beliefs. What if I can use this power to defeat the enemies of the kingdom and hold on to all that I have won so hard, even if I am banished?"

Skaha paced slowly and walked up to Todd: "Abandoning your human form and stepping into the realm of demigods, have you finally come to your senses?"

Todd sighed softly, his eyes determined: "Yes, I have chosen my own path. ”

Skaha lifted a hand and placed it on top of Todd's head, who felt a dull pain in his brain.

"In terms of mental power, you have an excellent gift. Skaha withdrew his palm and said in surprise, "I am shocked by the power of your soul, have you never been trained in mental power in the past?"

Todd shook his head, but secretly wondered in his heart, could it be that his strong mental power was related to the ability of the 'Soul Link'?

"I can feel that your soul has a vast expanse of space and a surging power. Skaha looked into Todd's eyes, "You may be one of the most powerful souls of any human I have ever met. ”

Todd asked, "Does this mean that I will enter the second form of the tyrant and will not have a soul collapse?" ”

"No, it's not enough. Skaha pointed to Todd's forehead and said slowly: "If you want to maintain your soul from collapsing after entering the second form of the tyrant, it is not enough to have strong mental power, you must also learn how to use this power." ”

"You mean I still need to train?"

"That's right, but with strong mental power, at least your training will be easier than others. ”

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Papal States, Capital of Taylor, First Inquisition, Underground Inquisition.

The leather whip, bound with metal barbs, exploded in the air with a loud bang and then slammed into the victim's back. The whip flipped over, and a layer of bloody skin was torn open by the whip tip, revealing the human muscle tissue that was slowly gurgling with blood underneath.

Tristan, tied to the cross, opened his eyes wide and let out a low roar of pain.

"Say!, what did Cardinal Abral Abrörth tell you when Terrence and his students fled?!" cried out the executioner, holding Tristan's bloodied head with a leather whip.

Tristan glanced at the guy in front of him with bloodshot eyes, and whispered, "I did everything." ”

Annoyed, the executioner put down his whip, took out a red-hot soldering iron from the hot fire, and stabbed Tristan in the chest.

With heart-rending screams and the foul smell of burnt flesh, the executioner grabbed Tristan by the hair and roared again: "Why is Aberrough's seal on the inscription on Terrence escaping from the city gates?!

Tristan's face turned pale, and the pain caused his body to curl up like a cooked shrimp.

With a godless gaze, he looked at the little sunlight cast on the skylight of the torture chamber, and said softly, "I stole Lord Abrul's seal......"

Outside the constricted iron door, Jacob, who was sitting in a chair, had a pale face and trembled with anger.

He yelled at his subordinates, "Why? Why doesn't that bastard confess?!"

One of his subordinates, listening to the screams coming from the torture room, said to Jacob with some uneasiness: "My lord, more and more people in the church have begun to voice opposition to Tristan's affairs. ”

Jacob glared at his subordinates: "Voices of opposition?"

"They say that Tristan has not been stripped of his membership and should not be treated as such, and that in this case the Inquisition is guilty of ultra vires......"

"That's enough!" Jacob stood up angrily and shouted in a low voice: "Tristan and his master Abrangle are both apostates! They should be severely punished! The Inquisition came to deal with this case, it was Pope Alexander's personal order, if there is any dissatisfaction, let them go to the Pope to talk!"

"Yes......"

Jacob looked back at the iron door of the torture chamber and said angrily to his subordinates: "Tell that fool inside! I don't care what method he uses, in short, I must get the words against Abram from that fellow's mouth!"

"But Tristan's mouth is hard, I'm afraid ......"

"Waste! Pig! No matter how hard a man's mouth is, can it be harder than steel?! Pull out his teeth one by one with pliers! If not, pull out his nails! If it doesn't work, chop off his fingers for me!"