Release that Witch

"Do you mean the **** of punishment? The mortal king probably won't think so..."

"Power is not alone, now," said Pasha, pointing to Zoe. "The key to the change in the human kingdom today is something that cannot be replaced, and that is exactly where our strength lies."

"It turned out to be the case!" Catherine suddenly realized, "This is indeed more important than the ability to fight."

"Ha..." Zoe helped, "I will be exempted. This responsibility is still handed over to Farn."

"Hey, what the **** are you talking about?" Ayr was dissatisfied. "Why can't I understand at all?"

“Passa is talking about knowledge,” the youngest super-genetic pouted. “Is there a college, a library, and a private-sector scholar in the dream world? Since dreams are all from his memory, everyone should be able to learn. It is - compared to the selective transcript, obviously the effect of comprehensive absorption is better. As long as you take part of the entertainment time, starting from the most basic knowledge, and spending more than ten years of effort, you can have a group of people who can fully understand him. The helper of the intention."

"The mortal's energy will gradually recede with the aging of the body, and we don't have to worry about this. The centuries of time is enough to make the definitive witch become the successor of the subconscious. This is our greatest advantage." Pasha added, "Especially after he passed away, only we know what the world looks like."

"If you want to continue on this road that Roland has developed, you must pass us. So, even if the identity of the witch is abandoned, we will not be affected too much. In a sense, The disadvantage to us is that we are trying to overthrow our will, and the Witch Alliance will never sit back and ignore it. In turn, we only control knowledge and benefit all parties. Even if we do not have the force, it will become a force to lift weight."

"Isn't this the practice of the Yunxiao School?" El暇 muttered.

According to legend, most of the human beings are still in ignorance, and some sages have come together to spread the fire of civilization. They teach people how to burn iron, weaving, and farming, until humans are everywhere. After hundreds of years, their prestige became so full that all those in power did not hesitate to use all means to win over them, and many members changed from a communicator of knowledge to a private possession of power.

After discovering this point, the leaders of the sages moved the organization out of the major city-states and stipulated that they should not easily get involved in politics, but only focus on the mysteries of the world and the mystery of the ancient ruins. Since the relocation of the station is located in the peak of a mountain, it is covered by clouds all the year round, so the world calls it Yunxiao School.

Although these people rarely interact with the world afterwards, their status is still extraordinary. No matter how the royal power alternates, it is respectful to the Yunxiao School. Every year, it will send a large amount of materials and young disciples, only to get the guidance of the sages.

A lot of good times did not last long, the devil quickly entered the human vision, the first battle of the gods broke out - that is, at that time, a disturbing rumor gradually spread, bringing these brutal beasts into the light It was a sage who was hundreds of years ago.

The prestige of the Yunxiao School has also plummeted, and it has been swallowed up by the devil without any lord willing to lend a helping hand, becoming the dusty corner of the history books.

"At least we won't be colluding with the devil," said Celine. "And the title of the manager of knowledge is also good, and it's much better than the titles that the secret will determine."

"In short, this is only a preliminary direction. After all, all the plans for the future have to wait until the devil is defeated." Pasha smiled and patted the head of the tentacles. "Okay, let's adjust the soul instrument." When the celebrations outside are completed, you should be prepared here too - I don't think there will be patience waiting for tomorrow."

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When the whole city is still celebrating the victory, Roland has entered the third side of the city with the main members of the united front.

He really can't wait.

If the city of the devil in the memory fragment is an old fragment of hundreds of years ago, then the latest information about the enemy is stored in the brain of this high-level devil. In view of the fact that conventional intelligence channels are ineffective against aliens, the significance of this opportunity is particularly important.

Just as he just stepped into the core hall area, he noticed a strange look.

I saw the Takira witch lined up in a row, standing in the center of the hall in a neat queue, and the leader was the three high-level witches who were the original carriers.

Then the gods punished the elbows, and the ten fingers overlapped on the chest and bowed to him.

This strange way of salvation is not the first time he saw it, but it should be the special etiquette of the lower-level witch to the superior. However, before he asked questions, the three carriers also overlapped the tentacles in front of the body and hanged to the ground. Pasha’s voice also rang in his mind. "Thank you, Your Majesty, Taqiela will always be Loyal to you."

This made Roland quite surprised. The previous sentence was well understood. It was probably the hope of defeating the devil and revenge, but the wording of the latter sentence was obviously different. Although the united front also requires the entire league to work for the leader, the other party’s respectful attitude tells him that the two are not the same thing.

He suddenly thought that the high-level witches themselves were the upper class of the federation, and they needed to be the target of the ceremony. Only those three were superb.

Is this the three seats of the Federation?

Although it is not clear why the other party's attitude has this change, but the person who has been in power for so long, he is slow to know that politics is not at the bottom of the day.

Roland coughed twice and regarded it as a normal ordinary salute. "No need to do this. This victory belongs to everyone present. Right, how is the soul transfer ready?"

"You can start at any time," Pasha pointed to a magical core that glowed purple behind him. "Please come with me."

Followed her to the bottom of the core, Roland noticed that there were two stone beds next to it - the left side of the bed was lying with a male squad with no feet, and his hair was gray, obviously turning for a long time. It is. On the right side is a body that can't see human form at all. Not only is the limbs incomplete, but even the black armor on the body is full of depressions. It is hard to imagine that it is still alive under such circumstances.

"In general, it is not up to this time," Zoe saw his doubts and explained. "If there is no treatment by Miss Nana, it is estimated that it will die that day. In addition, Ai Gesha. It also helped a lot, otherwise we couldn't save the captured red fog for so long. But in order to avoid the high-level devil recovering on the road, we have to make a series of adjustments, so it will be what it looks like now."

"Adjustment?" Wendy did not understand, "How?"

"It's very simple. I think it's too slow to give it a knife. Try to make it magical on self-healing. I just did it for the first time, so I almost swallowed it a few times." Gas." Zoe did not quite figure his face.

Sure enough, this is what she is most looking forward to.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit stiff at the moment, and Roland said, clearing his throat, "So, hurry up... Now let’s move."

"As you wish," Celine stretched out the main must and inserted into the core.

I wish you all a happy Christmas! !