Chapter 992: Future Direction
"You mean that God punished witches?" the mortal king probably wouldn't think so......
"Strength is not only in force," Pasha pointed to Zoe, "and the key to the changes in the human kingdom today is what cannot be replaced, and that is where our strength lies. γ
"I see!" Selene suddenly realized, "It's a lot more important than combat ability. γ
"Ha......" Zoe helped his forehead, "I'll be relieved, and this responsibility will be handed over to Fardia and them." β
"Hey, what the hell are you talking about?" Elti disagreed, "Why can't I understand at all?"
"Pasha is talking about knowledge," pouted the youngest transcendent, "isn't there an academy, a library, and a private equity scholar in His Majesty's dream world? As long as he takes a part of his entertainment time, starting from the most basic knowledge, and spending more than ten years of effort, His Majesty will be able to have an extra group of helpers who can thoroughly understand his intentions. β
"The energy of mortals will gradually fade as the body ages, and we don't have to worry about that, a hundred years is enough time for the Divine Punishment Witch to become the inheritor of His Majesty's consciousness, and this is our greatest advantage. "Especially when he's gone, only we know what the world is like." γ
"If we want to continue on this path that His Majesty Roland has blazed, it must go through usβso that we won't be affected too much, even if we leave our status as witches. In a sense, to disadvantage us is to overthrow His Majesty's will, and the Witch League will not sit idly by. On the other hand, we are only in charge of knowledge, which is good for any faction, and even if we do not have the use of force, we will become a force that is as heavy as a weight. γ
"Isn't that what the Sky School does?" muttered.
Legend has it that when most of humanity was still in ignorance, some sages came together to spread the flame of civilization. They taught people how to burn ironware, weave cloth, and cultivate livestock until humanity spread throughout the Dawn Realm. Hundreds of years later, their prestige has become sky-high, and all those in power have tried to win them over by all means, so that many members have turned from disseminators of knowledge to private property of power.
Aware of this, the leaders of the sages moved the organization out of the city-states, and stipulated that they should not get involved in politics lightly, and only focus on studying the mysteries of the world and solving the mysteries of ancient ruins. Because the relocated station is located on the top of a high mountain, it is covered by clouds and mist all the year round, so the world calls it the Yunxiao School.
Although these people had little contact with the world after that, their status remained otherworldly. No matter how the royal power alternates, they all respect the Yunxiao School, and every year they will send a large number of materials and young disciples, just to get the guidance of the sages.
It didn't take long for the devil to enter the human sphere of vision, and the first battle of the divine will broke out - and it was then that a disturbing rumor began to circulate that it was a sage hundreds of years ago who had introduced these brutal and terrifying beasts to the Dawn Realm.
As a result, the prestige of the Yunxiao School plummeted, and it was swallowed up by the devil without any lord willing to lend a hand, becoming a dusty corner of the history books.
"At least we won't be in league with the devil," Selene said disapprovingly, "and the title of Knowledge Manager is not bad, much better than the titles of the Secret Society." γ
"Anyway, this is just a preliminary direction, after all, all plans for the future will not make sense until the devil is defeated. Pasha smiled and patted the Tentacle Selene's head, "Alright, let's go adjust the soul apparatus, and when the celebration outside is complete, we should be ready here - I don't think Your Majesty will have the patience to wait until tomorrow." γ
While the people of the city were still celebrating the victory, Roland had already entered the third frontier city with the main members of the united front.
He really couldn't wait.
If the Devil's City in the memory fragments is an old fragment of hundreds of years ago, then what is stored in this high-level devil's brain is the latest information about the enemy. Given the ineffectiveness of conventional intelligence channels against aliens, the significance of this opportunity is all the more significant.
It was only as soon as he stepped into the core hall area that he noticed something unusual.
I saw the Taqira witches lined up and stood in the center of the main hall in a neat queue, and the leaders were none other than the three high-ranking witches who had incarnated as primordial carriers.
Then the witch raised her elbows, folded her fingers in front of her chest, and bowed down to him.
It wasn't the first time he'd seen such a strange way of saluting, but it was supposed to be the exclusive etiquette of a lower witch to a superior person. However, before he could ask, the three carriers also folded their tentacles in front of their bodies and fell to the ground, and Pasha's voice rang out in his head, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Tachira will always be loyal to you. γ
This surprised Roland, the first sentence of thanks is easy to understand, probably seeing the hope of defeating the devil and taking revenge, but the wording of the latter sentence is obviously a little strange. Although the united front also requires the entire alliance to serve the leader, the other side's respectful attitude tells him that the two are not the same thing.
It suddenly occurred to him that the High Witches themselves were the upper echelons of the Federation, and the only people they needed to perform this ritual were those three transcendents.
Is this treating yourself as a federation three?
Although it is not clear why the other party's attitude has changed, he has been in power for so long, and no matter how dull he is to politics, he knows that now is not the time to get to the bottom of it.
Roland coughed twice, regarded it as an ordinary salute and nodded, "It doesn't have to be like this, this victory belongs to everyone present." By the way, how are you preparing for the soul transfer?"
"You can start at any time," Pasha pointed to a magical core behind her that emitted purple light, "please follow me." γ
Following her to the underside of the core, Roland noticed that two stone beds had been erected next to themβon the left bed lay a male Divine Punisher with no feet, his hair had turned gray, and it was evident that he had been transformed for a long time. On the right is a body that is not visible in human form at all, not only with mutilated limbs, but also with black armor full of dents, it is hard to imagine that it is still alive in such a situation.
"Normally, it won't last this time," Zoe explained, as if sensing his doubts, "if it weren't for Miss Nanawa's treatment, it would have died that day." Besides, Mistress Agatha has been a great help, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to keep the captured red mist for so long. However, in order to prevent the high-level devil from reviving on the road, a series of adjustments have to be made, so it will be what it is now. β
"Adjustment?" Wendy wondered, "How?"
"It's very simple, if you feel that it is relieved, give it a knife, and let it consume its magic power on self-healing as much as possible. It's just that it's the first time I've done this kind of work, so there were a few times when I almost let it breathe. Zoe looked unfinished.
Sure enough, this is what she is looking forward to the most.
Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was a little stiff for a while, Roland cleared his throat and said, "So, hurry up...... Start the transfer now. β
"As you wish," Selene stretched out her whisker and thrust into her core.