"One of the five priests of the Old Witch Cult? The power of the dead word? ”

Tishara sat on the couch, her big black eyes shining brightly.

She took a sip of black tea, and then licked the lips of the cherry blossom powder as if recalling the taste of black tea: "Half of the pocket money, and when I return it, I will tell you the specific power of the dead language." ”

Simon's eyes narrowed slightly, but his tone remained unchanged:

"Are you robbing by fire?"

"It's a robbery by fire." Tisha Ramen does not change color, and the pretty face with magical charm is full of course.

"Do you know what will happen to the two of us if Grey Moon is really captured by the Dead Word?"

Simon tapped his cane with his finger, and his voice didn't change.

"It's just that I didn't get the Thousand-Faced Demon Apparatus, and then you were eaten by me, and I was discovered by the Four Pillars God, and I was forced to fall into a permanent sleep."

Tishara pursed her lips, "But life without pocket money is far more difficult than sleeping forever." ”

She seemed fearless, but Simon knew that if he insisted on not giving Teshara pocket money, he would still tell him about the power of the Dead Word.

As for Tishara who looks puffed up right now... It's nothing more than the last time Simon didn't listen to her and left on his own. So it's sulking here.

Seeing her like this, Simon was actually a little confused.

In ancient legends, the Night Witch has been on the continent of Ivey for more than 100 years. Even if the power of the Four Pillars God is gathered, it will not be able to kill it completely, so it can only set up a seal and set up a Murder Star Council. Every ten years, he has to monitor the Ivey Continent through the Evil Star to check the traces of witches in the continent.

But who would have thought that even the witch who had to be treated with trembling by the Four Pillars God would actually turn her face in private for a few gold coins.

Money talks.

Natural Disaster Red Star Cheng does not deceive me.

"A quarter, I'll give you a quarter more pocket money at most."

Simon gestured with a blank face.

"Don't talk about bivalent?" Tishara's face moved, and she wanted to continue climbing up the pole.

"Don't talk about bivalent." Simon simply interrupted Tisara's unrealistic thoughts.

"Deal!" Tishara put down the black teacup with a hurried look, as if she was afraid that Simon would regret it.

"......" Simon.

What kind of people did the people of the Old Witch Cult believe?

He shook his head, and held out his hand, motioning for Tishara to begin explaining what to look out for regarding the power of the Dead Word.

"Actually, Simon, you don't have to worry about those so-called powers."

Ti Sarah's voice was steady:

"It's not so much my care... It's better to talk about the power that the five witch priests possess now... It's just a little bit of my ability that leaked out when I was sealed. ”

Tishara stood up, walked behind Simon, hugged him hard, and a soft voice followed:

"I've never given protection to anyone but the Night's Watch. As for the five priests of the Old Witch Cult... They were just people who felt the gospel when I was sealed. ”

"In fact, with the slightest ability of your star, you can already attack the city and plunder the wall."

Simon broke Tisara's hand away and tilted his head sideways.

"Of course."

Tishara didn't show the slightest hint of surprise: "It's a small ability to me, but it's also the power of the Witch of the Night. ”

Yes, the witch's abilities... It is enough to reverse the laws of nature, known as the ability to taboo.

Just having the power of a witch is a great crime and is punishable by death.

But this is enough to show the strength of the witch's ability from the side.

"I guess the 'dead language' you call is a branch of my ability when I was in charge of death."

Tisha stretched out her white fingers:

"Desecrate the dead with the power of speech, play with the soul... To be honest, because this ability is so disgusting, I haven't used it at all. ”

"Oh?" Simon was a little interested, and he looked at Tishara behind him.

This is Tisara's own power, but it makes her feel disgusting...?

It seems that 'Dead Words' is not as simple as using the corpse to summon two skeletons.

Under Simon's gaze, Tishara thought for a moment and said:

"The general spell of playing with the corpse of the deceased is nothing more than to make the corpse of the deceased move again. But the power of the dead is different. ”

"Those who have died, under the power of the dead word, will truly 'live' themselves."

Tishala clenched the pronunciation of the word 'live':

"Being able to eat, having memories of life, and feeling joys and sorrows are superficially indistinguishable from 'living people', except that they are manipulated by the power of the dead."

"That means a dead corpse with memories of life, right?" Simon understood what Tishara meant, and frowned.

He probably understood what Tishara meant.

Dead corpses with memories of life, and similarly, these corpses also possess the martial arts they knew before they died...

But that's not the one that's really tricky.

What is really tricky is the concealment of these corpses controlled by the power of the Dead Word.

As Tishara said, because they have the memories, emotions, and martial arts of their lives, no one can detect their anomalies even if these dead bodies are hidden in the crowd.

Think about it.

The husband and wife who sleep with you every day smiling are nothing more than carcasses manipulated.

The comrades who fought alongside you, seemingly unusual, are already dead.

The most important thing is -

"Will the people killed by these dead people also become the same type of dead corpses?"

Simon asked.

It would be terrifying if these dead people killed others and could turn them into their own 'kind'.

An army, with one or two dead bodies mixed in, can silently transform an entire army into its own kind.

Usually you joke with them, but when it matters, they will not hesitate to kill you.

Think about it... A whole well-trained regiment rioted ... What a horrible sight was that?

"Those who are killed by the dead will also be transformed into the same type as them."

"It's a bad pleasure to play with the flesh of the living, and to cross that line is to play with the soul... That's why I say it's disgusting. ”

Tisara's slender eyebrows furrowed.

Compared to her simplistic thoughts, Simon next to her took a deep breath.

Things are getting extra tricky.

"Send the Grey Moon Legion to deal with... No way. If you are infiltrated into the Legion by a dead corpse..."

Simon's palm rubbed against the cane.

In fact, there may have been manipulated corpses infiltrated into the Grey Moon Fortress by now.

They hide in the shadows, turning the people of the Grey Moon into their kind...

Soul... Body... The Power of the Dead Word...

Simon steadied his cane, and his eyes couldn't help but shine:

If you let the immortal Scourge Red Star deal with these dead corpses... The result?

Take advantage of this incident to issue the Legion Mission...

It is also possible to reorganize players into the fourth legion that is being prepared.

If these ideas can be realized...

"The arrival of the witch priest of the Old Religion is not only not a disaster... On the contrary, it is also..."

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