Release that Witch

Is it because I feel that I can’t really destroy God and feel lost?

Roland doesn't know whether it is better to comfort her or to turn it over. The first reaction of normal people to this kind of thing is basically to be lucky. In the face of the battle that may be lost at any time, Fiji is cold because he can't participate. I have to say that the idea of ​​genius is always different from ordinary people. Fiction.

The top management of the association quickly reached a consensus.

The war on the gods and the intelligence of the two worlds were classified as top secrets. Before the erosion crisis was resolved, the conversations at the conference were forbidden to be disclosed to the public to avoid unnecessary panic.

As for the definition of Roland's origin and identity, further discussion is still needed. If it is in accordance with the Fiji language, his importance is even above the president of the association. This is not the only thing that Prism City can do. It must be notified to Yunxiao City and other associations to negotiate. This process is estimated to take a considerable amount of time.

However, in order not to delay the enemy against erosion, Prism City will give Roland all the convenience and support within its ability.

Since the tone has been set, what is discussed after the meeting is the specific support content.

In this part, he only needs to wait for the result.

When Hefei went out of the conference hall, Roland accidentally discovered that Wakiris was waiting for him outside.

She watched the two for a moment, and her eyes finally stayed on Roland. "I want to talk to you alone."

The Fijian language smiled slightly and took the initiative to say, "Then I will take a step first, and the cleansing still sleeps in the ward."

After the genius martial arts family left, Roland walked with Wakiris into the courtyard behind the building.

Although it is winter, the yard is still green, and there are still some snow that has not melted in the grass on both sides of the stone road. The pointed green grass pokes out from it, as if reminding people that the cold winter season is coming to an end. The new year is coming soon.

If it is a stroll, it is a good place, but the purpose of Vakiri ribbon to come here is obviously not to see the scenery.

"What do you want to say?" Roland broke the silence. "I found myself wrong, decided to believe me?"

"No, I still can't believe you." Wakiris shook his head. "The outcome of the war of the gods is related to the future of the community. I will never make a decision without verification."

"You have also seen that God is preventing me from exploring the truth. This does not mean that our direction is correct? Even if I can forge the Western Front, these things can't be arranged by me."

"Yes, I admit it," Wakiris replied calmly. "But my thoughts won't change."

Roland stopped at some annoyance. "You are helping the gods destroy their civilization."

"The accusation of establishing information inequality is meaningless. In any case, the dream world and reality are always separated by a conscious world." Wakiris turned and said, "Change to you, you can make up your mind. Collaboration with enemies who have fought for nearly a thousand years? What I can get is just a verbal commitment."

Roland opened his mouth, but he never said a "yes".

He finally sighed. "In this case, then we have nothing to talk about."

"I will never make a decision without verification, but" Wakiris has paused. "If I can verify the facts, I will reconsider your proposal."

Roland can't help but sigh, "What?"

"When the Fiji language is cold, is the woman who came by the car an extraordinary witch?" she said slowly. "And she is not the same as the witches who are by your side. This difference does not mean ability, but It means that the former style makes me feel strange, but the latter is quite familiar. In the words of the world, it is almost the meaning of the brand of the times. If you want to think about it, it will only make me feel familiar, only the first time and the second time. After the humans retreated to the border of the border, I never touched you again. Can you speculate that this witch is not old enough and still alive?"

It’s not very old... it should be the devil who’s been hundreds of years old. With just a few faces, can you infer that books and gods are not the same age? Roland replied in disapproval. "Does this have anything to do with what you said? Even if you ask her for the same answer, you will only think she and I pass."

"Of course, there is a relationship. The life of the Witch of the Federation is only a hundred years. From the second battle of the gods, it must be based on the technology of underground civilization. Since I was ambushed by your trap, I have repeatedly pondered why they can enter the dream, the only possible The answer is only the remains of underground civilization."

Wajiris walked into a watery landscape with thin ice and looked at himself in the water. "Although the conditions of use are extremely harsh, the strange use of this group of magic can really reduce the difficulty of connecting the consciousness. It was not an accident that the Union, which once occupied the fertile plains, dug into the underground civilization. I thought they gave up the physical body and fixed the soul in the field of dreams forever. But I saw the witch I realized I am afraid I guessed the wrong direction."

"It is possible for a living extraordinary person to freely enter and exit the world of dreams without any external force. This is not something that the magic technology of underground civilization can do." She said by herself, "I don't know what you used." Method, but at least confirm that if the existing witch can use this method to enter the dream, then the high-ranking promoters of my family should be equally effective!"

"Don't your plan be?" Roland's heart jumped.

"Let the Lord of Heaven come to see me." Wajiris looked up. "Even if you are the creator of the dream world, it is impossible to reproduce a character you don't understand at all. Heckzod is the commander of the Western Front. Undoubtedly I can verify all the questions I want to know."

Roland blinked and couldn't help but smile. "That is a demon monarch. If I can refer to it, do I need the first army to fight in the wolf? And before it was ambushed by humans, now I don’t even dare to show up in the face, where can I go to find it?"

"I will help you create this opportunity," she said one word at a time.

"..." Roland frowned. "Are you serious?"

"But you have to promise me two conditions. First, you should not use this opportunity to attack Heckzod. Second, no matter what decision I make, you have to let it go."

“Have you ever thought about how much risk is there for me?”

"We are all taking risks!" Wakiri sighed. "Yes, you think this may expose the secrets of human inheritance, but why not? Let a young man be in danger, if you abandon the promise What can I do besides regretting it? Don't think that I made this decision very easily!"

Probably aware that her emotions were a little excited, she calmed down a bit. "In short, this is the biggest concession I can make. As for whether or not to take risks, the decision is up to you."

Roland stared at her for a long time before asking, "I want to know, what made you change your original idea?"

"Fearing a terrible future and giving up is just a slap in the face. Even if we end up failing, it is all done for it." Wakiris snorted softly. "A human can say this." The words came, I really felt a little surprised."

That was the speech of Fiji Han at the meeting.

Was she standing outside the hall at that time?

"In addition, did you ask me a question at the beginning?" Wajilis looked at his gaze.

Do you think that Thousands of Sistallis was wrong a thousand years ago?

Roland nodded.

"I don't think it's wrong." She turned her head and walked outside the courtyard. "That's my answer."

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