After Wren dressed the Calamity, a small white snake appeared in Alexia's hand, floating in her palm.

She said on the phone that the "gadget" she had prepared turned out to be such a gadget......

Wren was nervous, it was really the snake god who put too much pressure on him at that time, not only the horror caused by the difference in strength, but also the incredible power.

On closer inspection, it turned out that it was not a complete white snake, but a whole snake molting.

"Get your sword out."

Alexia said to Wren, her expression a little more serious.

Wren summoned the Elrenville sword, and Alexia told him to let go, and the sword floated in midair.

The snake flew out of Alexia's hand and swam towards the sword as if it were a living snake, wrapped around the intersection of the hilt and the blade of the sword in a form similar to ∞, biting head to tail.

After that, Alexia held up her hand, palm facing the sword in the air.

As she cast the spell, the snake coiled around the sword gradually blurred, and finally disappeared completely, leaving only a circle of snake scales on the sword.

Alexia put down her hand, yawned, and lay back on the couch, like a hibernating snake, not knowing if she was really tired or not.

"You can give it a try."

Hearing this, Wren reached out and grabbed the floating Allenville longsword, and tried to swing it as hard as a normal swing of the sword, but there was no tendency to loosen at all.

He was very happy, and tried various movements one after another, but there was no separation of the sword body.

When the game was on the rise, he suddenly thought of something and quickly stopped.

"The corrosive power of the gods is there, and under normal circumstances, they don't dare to take out this sword at all, right? And even myself have to wear Calamity, so I can't use it in the armor of Allenville. ”

"Of course I took that into account." Alexia asked Wren to put away his sword and armor, and then continued, "In its current form, its power is completely convergent and will not affect others. ”

Wren breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. ”

"I'm not done yet. I'm talking about not affecting anyone else, you, who wield a sword, but being affected by it all the time, including the state in which it is now contained in you. ”

Wren almost threw his sword out when he heard this.

Alexia said slowly, "But the Calamity is also in you, so it doesn't matter. ”

Wren covered his forehead: "You can't finish the words all at once." And is there any explanation for using this snake molt to fix it? If it's just fixed, can't you use some other ordinary materials?"

Alexia didn't answer directly, but asked something else: "Who do you think is the one who manipulated those rotting insects to control the remains of the gods?" ”

Wren tried to tie the two things together: "You mean there's another god behind it?" ”

Alexia shook her head, "Most gods don't want to have anything to do with other beings, even if they're dead. ”

"Then why is that snake god so interested in the wolf god's affairs?"

"Because it's too smart, smart beings will feel that there is an opportunity."

"......" Wren had nothing to say, but put it this way: "If it weren't for the gods behind it, would it be so dangerous?" ”

"Maybe it's more dangerous." Alexia said, seeing that Wren lowered her head in contemplation after hearing this, her expression was serious, and she said lightly: "Maybe it's just that I'm thinking too much." ”

Wren also felt that he didn't know what the opponent was, so there was no need to worry about it, so he put away his messy thoughts: "What about this sword?" ”

Listening to Alexia, this sword, with the snake molting, seems to have great power, allowing him to deal with a greater crisis.

"Back from the dead."

Alexia said these words lightly, but Wren was shocked, and stammered for a while, "...... in this world?" Does such an ability really exist? ”

"Its intelligence can create almost any magic that can be realized, I am not that powerful, and I can barely create magic from the dead using its body, so not only can it only work once, but it is not without a price."

Wren was wary: "At what cost? ”

Alexia smiled strangely: "Not everyone can use the magic of the snake moult, only you, who have obtained the brand of the snake god, or have other divine powers in your body that can be used as an opportunity, but not 100% successful." The probability of success depends on how close you are to the gods, in other words, how much you are eroded. And once the magic is successfully activated, you will be completely eroded by the power of the fully erupted snake molt, and the scourge will not be able to save you. ”

She conjured a teacup in her hand again and flew towards Wren.

"When the time comes, don't talk about making tea, you won't be able to drink tea like now."

Wren's heart was in a mess, and he couldn't help but drink tea now, and he couldn't help but wonder if there would really be a day when he could use the snake's molt magic.

Alexia magically controlled the teacup and flew directly in front of him, and she got up from the couch, and the couch turned back into a chair.

"It's better to finish it quickly, I have other things to show you, and a small reason why I want to arrest you to prison."

"Huh?" Hearing Alexia say this, Wren had no choice but to temporarily put away his mind and follow her towards the cell area.

After passing through several empty cells, Alexia took a look inside and immediately called the prison guards.

"What about those guys locked up here?"

The attitude of the prison guards is extremely humble, and they can be described as respectful to the new speaker, there is no way, if he tells the identities of the prisoners in his guard, I am afraid that no one will believe him.

Those with hundreds of certificates are basic, and those with thousands of certificates are available.

But those people are restricted to obey one by one, and they have no ability to resist at all.

The prison guard replied: "They are all reforming through labor, and they have been assigned tasks from above. The leaflets that were distributed at airports and stations were said to be too blunt, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction, so they asked them to speed up reprinting, but there were not enough manpower, and they were working overtime to print it. ”

Alexia nodded, "Okay, tell them that when they finish printing, they will almost be released from prison." ”

Then he turned back to Wren and said: "Aren't you worried that the power of the World Council is not enough, there is this group of people, whether it is directly as a thug, or using them as a bargaining chip to ask their forces to send troops, it is a good choice." If there aren't enough people, there are still a lot of rats to catch in the city. ”

Wren: "......."

What else could he say, he could only laugh dryly twice, and mourn a moment of silence for those who tried to muddy the waters in Brica: "What do you think...... Really thoughtful. ”

The two of them then walked forward, to the deepest part of the prison, and to Wren's surprise, there were only two white crystals in one of the cells.

Seeing the confusion on Wren's face, Alexia replied: "That's where the former speaker and the executioner were detained before, and they can't even retain their bodies in that state, so they can only be temporarily banned here." But after the trial was completed, I also let them dissipate completely. ”

"Then why do you still have this cell?"

Alexia squinted: "When I was dealing with it, I felt that the former speaker was missing something. But he created that power with the help of the snake god, and even I can't fully understand the mystery, so I don't know if it's my delusion. Now that he's completely gone, I'm just bringing you here to ask if you can remember something. ”

Wren shook his head as he thought back to his previous experiences with the Serpent God, including the confrontation with the Executioner, Principal Grayson, and others.

That kind of power was so bizarre that it embodied such an abstract concept as rules, even more incomprehensible than coming back from the dead, and he couldn't see anything unusual at all.

I could only sigh: "I hope it's just your illusion." ”