The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Orpheus was of course real, including the story of the Comet Prince.

He has been imprisoned for far longer than Song of the Night. Of course, time has no meaning in the star realm. He has never aged, will not be hungry, and only has the inner torment to accompany him quietly, like a smoldering poisonous fire, licking the prince. of anger and pain.

Orpheus was forgotten in this empty pocket plane.

His mother Gith, Gith the Liberator, was made into a harmless idol and enshrined in front of the palace of Queen Tu'narath because she had been sacrificed to Hell by Vlaakith and could never return.

However, Guise's son still has value, so he must be imprisoned and monitored for an unlimited period of time.

A blood feud is nothing more than this.

But Orpheus's noble personality lies in his willingness to give up revenge in order to defeat the Mind Flayer. He always puts the continuation and interests of the tribe above personal gains and losses.

A born king, the most ideal ruler in traditional feudal concepts.

Lind watched closely, circling around the Prince of Gith, and trying to touch the chains of hell that bound the prince.

The chain itself is a body of pure energy, originating from two hell crystals and connected to the devil's iron rings on Orpheus's arms.

The bamboo-shaped crystal looks ordinary, but it is stronger than imagined.

"The contract of hell forged a chain, which not only bound Orpheus's body, but also bound his soul. Not even the gods can resist this force of the universe, at least most of the powers in the Pantheon. It's hard to compare with that." Linde made his initial assessment.

"So, Orpheus is hopeless?" Shadow Heart asked.

"It cannot be said that the contract itself can be broken. As long as you find the contract signed by the original Vlaakis and find the loopholes in the terms, there is a probability that the contract will be eliminated. Or, you can find something that can forcibly break the chain. "

"You just said that even gods can't disobey the oath of hell." Gale expressed doubts.

"There are many things that gods cannot do." Linde smiled sarcastically, but not at Gale, but only at himself, "The most interesting thing about the world created by Io is that even mortals who are as humble as dust, It is also possible to fool the gods. Everything that seems to be superior has a natural enemy in the dark. It is the same with the hell contract."

The monarch reacted very quickly. He had already sensed the dangerous direction, "Are you really planning to release Orpheus?"

While it was speaking, the mind flayer's psychic detection was like a long needle that penetrated all holes, piercing into the brains of those present, immersing itself in the active neurotransmitters and mental fluctuations, just like reading a story that was updated in real time. Collection, and almost no one has discovered this process.

The mind flayer tadpole in Lind's mind was the monarch's accomplice. He could feel this restless little thing swimming along the grooves of the cerebral cortex. Tadpole's espionage activities cannot be stopped unless he has a higher psychic level than the Lord.

Paladin smiled and indulged the monarch's sinister behavior, like watching a child cheat on the chessboard.

When the factor that determines victory or defeat is a slap outside the chessboard, it makes no difference no matter how many chess pieces the child steals, it just makes the fat slap that is destined to be more painful or lighter.

"Can you please stop that bug in my head? I still need it."

Upon hearing this, the monarch loosened his grip on the mind flayer Tadpole, and his teammates woke up as if from a dream, realizing that the mind flayer was spying on their thoughts.

The Yankee girl was already in agitated mood, and now she simply took out her sword and was about to chop the monarch.

"Calm down. Kill it and you will immediately become the most feared mind flayer."

Raizel suppressed his anger, "Don't talk to me in a tone that threatens the kid. Lind, we must rescue Orpheus. I want to know the truth."

"Just talk to Orpheus directly. The prince has been silent for many years."

Linde drove the tadpole and took the initiative to sneak into Orpheus's mind, and what he saw and heard was shared with his companions in real time through spiritual links.

The prince's conscious body was sitting on a galloping comet, surrounded by the vast astral sea. Linde's figure was like a ball of fire, gathering on the surface of the comet. Orpheus turned his back to him, engaged in deep monk meditation.

"Not bad technique." Linde praised, "Although your soul is bound by the chains of hell, your consciousness has created a free space of imagination."

"A stranger infected by a brain-eating bastard, you defeated my honor guards instead of letting them kill and get a glorious ending. Anyone who is destined to become a brain-eating bastard will do it as long as he still has the slightest sense of honor. Do this."

The prince opened his eyes and stood up, and his appearance was displayed in front of Linde. He was a Gith man with a beard. He had a furry face and a thunderous mouth. His golden eyes were very serious. He had been practicing as a warrior for a long time. It allowed Orpheus to see through many obsessions and become more determined and pure in the process.

"In your opinion, the mind flayers are hopeless, but in my opinion, this is not the case. Everyone is in order to live, whether it is personal survival or the continuation of the race, they will always try their best to seize the last hope. "

"Stranger, when you understand even a little bit about brain-eating hybrids, you will no longer have such unrealistic illusions. When you change, the brain-eating tadpoles eat your cerebral cortex and combine with your brainstem , and then dominates your body. What is left at this time is a mature tadpole, an empty shell without a soul. The past you is already dead."

"I know it very well. I know the whole process of the transformation of mind flayers. All mind flayers are essentially tadpole adults. When mature, they become hermaphrodites and will split and reproduce new tadpoles in an organ in the brain... These contents include A mind flayer named Roz Cramping Pain made it clear in its memorandum."

"The illithid memorandum doesn't sound like something that will be finished." Orpheus said contemptuously.

"You're right." Lind nodded in agreement, "But that's not important. What we need to know is that although the transformation process is irreversible, a mind flayer can regain his soul."

"It's nonsense. When the transformation is completed, the soul of the infected person has been swallowed by the master brain and assimilated into its mother's nest consciousness. Even the life-recorder Yeager can't separate the soul from the cluster. How to regain it?"

"It doesn't have to be original. The mind flayer is an empty shell, and various souls can be stuffed into it. It can even breed souls itself - as long as it is not merged into the main brain's network."

"So what?! Brain-eating bastards with souls still want to eat brains. This is their evil nature. In this case, intelligent races should regard them as natural enemies and must kill them all."

"Living mind flayers naturally need to eat, but undead mind flayers do not. The archmage Iolum of Netheril transformed himself into an elder elder brain lich, and there are also a group of mind flayer lichs under his command. Apprentice, this is a successful precedent.”

Orpheus was silent for a moment, realizing that the guy on the other side had come prepared, and finally stopped going around in circles with Linde.

"Let's not talk about whether these strange stories of yours can be realized... Stranger, what are your plans?" (End of Chapter)