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"Witch King Draegos?" the two forsakens spoke at the same time, their tones full of surprise.

"It's down there. "Dragos, the Giant's Ravage, the Third Fighter of the Primordial Warlocks, and the disciple best at necromantic spells, said in a rigid, emotionless mechanical tone. The creaking of hinges and gears could be heard all over the body, as well as the humming of many unknown machinery. "So the rumors are true. He turned his head slightly, and there was a sound of metal grinding, and the two flaming flames in the eye sockets of the skull's skull were aimed in the direction of the psychic warlock.

"You know we're here to summon the Angel of Entropy?" asked Ellen with some surprise.

"I don't know, and I don't care. Besides, the thing you've summoned is nothing more than a large fragment of entropy. The Witch King did not take his eyes off Muhadi as he spoke in the tone of a mechanical tablet, almost on guard. With the blessing of divine power, its power is compelling. "The rumors in my mouth refer to the Second Coming of the Prophets. ”

The Witch King bowed slightly to Muhadi at an almost invisible angle, but his vigilance did not decrease. "My Master. ”

Muhathir didn't try to correct him, but asked. "You said you weren't drawn to the summoning rituals here. "The Psychic Warlock is on guard, every fight with the Witch King is a matter of life and death, and he doesn't dare to be careless. "But how can you be so coincidental here?"

The bones in the upper half of the Witch King's body moved, and the hinges and gears that creaked all over his body. The Psychic Warlock was a little confused at first, and then realized that it was a shrug of his shoulders. "I've heard that there are brain hunters on the routes in this area, so I'm here to check it out. I've always wanted to unravel some of the Brain Hunters...... The purpose of the study, of course. ”

"I see some progress in your past research. Muhadi raised his head and said to the Witch King. The two outcasts, as their name suggests, were completely ignored, and they carefully observed the situation as it unfolded.

"Thanks to the Great Expedition, I have obtained many specimens of false gods that can be dissected. "The Witch King didn't deliberately hide it. "For more than a decade I have been at the forefront of jihad, fighting the most powerful enemies. You could say that I've greatly expanded my research library during this time, and it's not surprising that some progress has been made. ”

"Nobody worships me, I don't care, I don't feed on my faith. The Witch King continued, "I do not consider myself a god, and my eternal lifespan and greatly strengthened power are enough for me to be satisfied...... Now it's my turn to satisfy my curiosity. ”

"Why did you choose to come back at this time? after disappearing for so long. Dragos asked, floating in mid-air, his fleshless head with no expression in it. "What woke you up?"

"Biological clock. The Psychic Warlock replied simply. "As for your other question, I'm back here to deal with some financial disputes. ”

"In other words, you're here to settle accounts. "Witch King Draegos descended slowly from mid-air, hovering above the pool of blood. "Forgive me for my curiosity, but would you mind telling me who to settle accounts with?"

"Someone who blew up my ship more than a decade ago, and a guy who called himself Danjar. "It was difficult for Muhadi to observe the mood changes from an undead, a divine being, but he did not give up trying. "You don't happen to know where either of them are. ”

The Witch King is also tempting the Psychman, but the latter's level of control over himself is no longer what it used to be. Every casual movement, every movement of the facial muscles, does not reveal the slightest true thought in Muhadi's heart. His thinking fluctuations are also closely guarded, not showing a clue.

What made Dragos even more suspicious was that the man looked more like the Primordial Warlock than before...... If he had doubted before that Rajat's remnant soul really existed in this man's body, now he no longer doubted that possibility.

Wouldn't it be more appropriate for this question to be answered by someone with the title of prophet, my Master. Witch King Dragos dodged the question.

And such an answer should not come from the mouth of a self-proclaimed disciple. The psychic warlock sensed that the other party didn't seem to be ready to act rashly, so he simply showed a little tougher.

"I apologize, Master. After a moment of silence, the Witch King Dragos did not seem to be provoked, but bowed slightly. "Please, I don't say that. ”

"You're going to take it as I say. Muhathir said. "Now tell me if you know anything about the two people I just mentioned. ”

"The self-proclaimed Danjar preacher has been active in preaching among commoners and low-ranking samurai, and I have no contact with him. "The dual nature of the undead and the divine presence makes it impossible for the psychic to tell if it is lying. "He could be hiding in any of the conquered new worlds, where he had some supporters. I'm not good at prophecy spells, so I can't tell you which one. ”

"As for the other person...... "Witch King Dragos paused, and the mechanical device on his body was silent for a moment. "Why don't you just ask Malik, as an eyewitness, he knows better than I do. ”

"When I meet him, I ask him personally. Muhadi replied. "Didn't you hear anything from Malik before then?"

"Malik won't give me any valuable information for free, it doesn't matter if you're a witch king or an ordinary person, he won't help at all if you don't pay the money, he's very busy right now. Dragos snapped his fingers metallicly, "To quote Malik himself, there are only so many worlds to conquer in the multiverse, and only so many monsters to study...... But there's no shortage of jerks in the world who need to be fixed, and adventurers who are willing to pay a fortune for it, and I, Malik, are always willing to help. ”

"Hell, most adventurers are bastards themselves who need to be repaired. The Psychic Warlock said. "The poor who really need help can't afford to hire him. ”

"With all due respect, Venerable Master. The poor can't afford to hire you. Dragos' skeletal skull shook and the hinges let out a shrill groan. "The poor can't afford to be hired, that's why they are called poor. ”

"Your statement is really logical and fascinating. The Psychic Warlock commented.

"There's always such a strange magic to the truth, and I like to tell the truth the most. The Witch King Dragos replied. "Now, after listening to my answer, what are you going to do?"

"That's not what you should care about. Muhadi looked at Dragos and replied. "Since you've dealt with this large fragment of entropy for us, I'll leave at once. ”

Dragos fell silent, a long time ago when he decided that his school of specialization was the Necromancy, because of the fear of death itself. He didn't dare to make a move until he couldn't figure out the details of Rajat, at least he didn't want to do it alone. What's more, apart from the fact that a long time ago, at the end of the Purification War, he was bewitched by Polis and became an enemy of the Primordial Warlock, the other party didn't seem to have any reason to kill him.

"May the Lord protect you in Haji. Eventually, the Witch King decided to back down. He judged that Rajat should not take the initiative to attack a follower of the First Cause, which was not in line with "This planet is not to my taste, forgive me for not being able to accompany you on the pilgrimage." ”

"May the Lord protect you. The Psychic Warlock said.

A black twilight enveloped the Witch King Dragos like a curtain, and in the ruined hall, the power of divinity was waning, and it looked like the former disciples of the Primordial Warlock and the Third Fighter were about to leave.

"Ah, I almost forgot to remind you. Before he was about to disappear, Draegos seemed to suddenly remember something and spoke. The skull didn't show any expression, but the telemancer felt that Dragos must be sneering mockingly at the moment if he still had flesh and blood. "If you want to go to Athas, I sincerely advise you to do so as soon as possible. For I have heard that your son is in great trouble. ”

With that, the figure of the Witch King completely disappeared from the ruined hall, and the coercion that was once difficult to look at disappeared without a trace.

Ellen and Carley Jeanne walked over, a little frightened, but they were so well disguised that they could barely be seen. "The Witch King really just left, it's unbelievable!"

"Does Dragos really believe that you are the Primordial Warlock himself, why don't I think it's surprising at all?" "And he mentioned your son? What do you think that might mean?"

Muhathir shook his head, the Witch King's words seemed to be intended to interfere with his judgment. Although he did care, he preferred not to think about it for now. "I don't have time to answer this question, I have to deal with the fragments of entropy first. ”

"Although they still look just as disgusting, they are dead. Ellen said, frowning. "Even if what the Witch King said is true, the big guy is nothing more than a larger fragment of entropy, and we don't need to worry about it right now. ”

Muhadi didn't bother to explain any more and began to concentrate.

The shards of entropy may have been temporarily repulsed, but the damage they did was real.

His body and soul were very different from when he traveled before, and if even his memories became incomplete, he really couldn't be sure that he was himself.

The attack of the Entropy Shards had created large gaps in his memory, and now he had to find a way to fix them.

Atas used to have a great psychic sorcerer named Tapparede, who had studied the symptoms of amnesia and memory loss very deeply. Tepared once met a patient with natural amnesia, who, although he met with the Great Psychic Warlock every day, did not remember seeing him before. At one point, the Great Psychic Warlock pretended to shake hands with the patient, but he hid a bone spur in his hand.

The patient was pierced in pain, but when they met again the next day, the patient still didn't recognize the Great Psychic Warlock. But this time, when Tepared was about to shake his hand, the patient instinctively winced.

This intrigued Tepared, who made him realize that human memory can actually be divided into several different parts. Even if one part of a person's memory is impaired, other parts may still have memories associated with it.

Further research led the Great Psychic Warlock to divide memories into two categories, explicit memory, which is conscious memory, and explicit memory, which is the content of unconscious recollection. Explicit memory can be divided into two types: episodic memory, that is, the memory of what was done at what time in the past, and semantic memory, which is the understanding and mastery of knowledge and skills.

The attack of the Entropy Shard can make Carigian forget the spells he has learned, and he can also make himself forget his past experiences, and those who know him can infer that his attack has at least destroyed his own explicit memory. Muhati thought, but if his explicit memory still existed, then maybe he could use the priming effect part to patch up what he had missed. (To be continued.) )