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Chapter 565 Madness and Desire

 'Aislin' suddenly sighed: "We, and the greedy people under Feng Ge, have been planning for so long, and the result is that because of a magic giant crossbow with an upper limit..."

Although she concealed the last few words, Rossello also understood that 'Aisling' just didn't want to call herself stupid.

But now, they are indeed quite stupid, especially when Dreyfus is still using the broken crossbow repeatedly.

"He must have other plans, it doesn't look like he's really... crazy." Rossello could only reluctantly save the honor of the nine-ring mage in his magic tower.

Although 'Aisling' can be considered one of their own, it is quite obvious that they are still flying in the air after standing here for so long... At least Root must be listening.

That Nicholson should also have the ability to hear this.

Otherwise, 'Aisling' wouldn't be so polite when talking to him.

When she was alone with him, she would try her best to use Gracia's thinking and tone even if sometimes she wasn't.

"In addition to this giant crossbow, what other special weapons does the defense tower have?" 'Aislin' asked a little confused, "Is that Heinalson so strong?"

"I'm not sure either." Rossello thought for a while but still couldn't be sure. "The tower owners of the defense tower were all a little crazy at the time.

Basically, they only attack but not defend, so we have seen the power of the giant crossbow, but... if it is a defensive rare item, we may not have seen it, and the opponent will just explode it."

"The people in the defense tower are a little crazy. I have confirmed it from all aspects." 'Aislin' looked at the tall-nosed mage who was charging crazy energy with a look of sadness, "How come he only inherited this madness?"

"The talent of the mage is actually quite good." Rossello said reluctantly, "As for appearance, I can only say that Drifos was quite handsome when he first entered the Tower of Theia."

"Um?"

"When he later chose the mage foundation, he seemed to have chosen some spells that could deflect his bloodline.

In the past, I could only be described as a wolf-like man with a hooked nose.

Later... maybe, I used some bloodline transfer spells and turned into a sawtooth fish."

'Aislin' blinked, and after digging out that strange creature from the depths of her memory, she was a little speechless for a moment.

He was truly the best talker in Gracia's palace. His summary was so precise that she couldn't complain about anything else.

"Who did it?" In the end, she could only simply ask the most important question... Of course it would be no problem for Drifos to know about the bloodline transfer spell, but in this high-level creature, it has basically become extinct very early.

The world is definitely not the one he lived ten thousand years ago, and the special bloodline he received must have been provided to him by someone.

Although he is a bit crazy, he is not a fool. To really use this kind of magic, his bloodline must be strong enough for him to endure his ugly appearance.

"Well... Fengo's side feels that his character is not suitable for joining their camp.

As for us here, although the requirements for qualifications are not that high, the word comely is originally used to describe average appearance.

Ms. Siya is not willing to accept him either."

"So, it was the joint efforts of both parties to create a bright future for him." 'Aislin' understood instantly.

It's even possible that this so-called bloodline was provided by Gracia.

She has a lot of these things, after all, she often deals with old hags.

"Gilbert can probably figure out that Drifos must still have something belonging to their archmage." 'Aisling' suddenly changed the subject.

"So?" Rossello asked cooperatively.

"So, we can wait until the top of the tower explodes before going out." 'Aisling' said with a smile, "At that time, we can just give him the defensive artifact that Drifos wants to keep as compensation.

Does this thing mean anything to you, me, or even those black bats that can’t even hide?”

No matter how powerful it is, it is only a legendary war weapon at best.

In the eyes of hell creatures, what does it matter?

The worst person who can stand here is the Devil Duke.

What they want are resources full of desire, not a small thing that can at most defend against a blow from a legendary mage.

Although 'Aisling' felt that there was something wrong with her,... she could put Gilbert at a slight disadvantage. Even if the other party didn't feel that way at all, she was quite happy.

"Are you planning to follow those black bats?" Rossello skillfully used the adjective 'Aisling'.

Anyway, even if Fongo stood by and listened, he would not be dissatisfied with this word.

"Ah...Fongo, in fact, he can completely control their little moves." 'Aislin' sneered, "But, whether he wants to test me, or he wants to use me to teach those ignorant people a lesson.

Idiot...I don't even want to.

Very reluctant."

"Okay, okay." Rossello immediately comforted him gently, "Your will is my will."

'Aislin' frowned suddenly: she was affected.

She turned her head and looked at the White Tower...but all she could see was the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

'Aisling' knows that some things happened after she became the current Aisling.

She couldn't fully grasp Gracia's movements.

But what she didn't understand was what exactly Gracia felt, which suddenly aroused anger and even directly affected her.

And, how did it affect her?

'Aislin' didn't feel any of her soul being touched.

Moreover, the sleeping Aislin obviously reacted.

damn it!

How did Gracia make her?

When she was awakened, she seemed to have lost many memories related to this.

'Aislin' lowered her head slightly: "Rosello, I'm very unhappy!

So, act more simply."

Rossello reacted instantly. These words really came from Gracia.

He immediately put his hands on his waist and replied solemnly: "Everything will be as you wish, my Princess Aislin."

——

Although he had already received four arrows, Gilbert was not in a hurry.

He also worked very hard to replenish the magic tower's defense to ensure that even if the tower tip collapsed,

It's not very difficult either.

Because considering the habitat problem of the puppet bird flock... Even if Hill tries his best, these birds must be recharged every day due to the constraints of materials and energy sources.

Then, because of the growth of the flock, the sound of flapping wings is also a bit noisy.

Therefore, this time, Hill placed his residence and magic hall on the middle floor.

The top of the tower and the two floors below were used by him as a nest for the puppet bird.

In addition, a large amount of space needs to be left for the element pool at the top of the tower, and more defensive arrays and charging arrays exist on those two floors.

Of course, in this world, few mages would play such a boring box-set game.

After all, this approach means that the elemental pool at the top of the tower cannot be used as an energy source for the main tower below.

It is equivalent to the wind elemental pool used to charge the flock of puppet birds.

Only people like Hill, who like to surprise people and don't care about energy consumption, would do such boring things.

But it does allow him to take things in stride, even if his allies are clearly stalling for time.

However, 'Aisling' would not be able to rely on this, and he had already been mentally prepared.

After all, she is also Gracia.

It is quite logical that absolute order gives birth to absolute chaos... Although Gracia is still covered in a layer of order, Hill always feels that it is Asmodeus and Bissoze Yafei.

A coat that has been woven with great effort.

This coat is not to make Gracia change anything, but to make outsiders always feel that there is logic when observing her.

But Hill could feel that Gracia sometimes didn't really do things in a certain order, but that in her somewhat empty mind, the most chaotic things that she could think of were also there.

Under the control of the Lord of Hell.

Then, it doesn't seem so incredible that the great devils who were originally loyal to Bissozea and the close followers who had been accompanying her in that hell palace chose to betray her at the same time.

At first, the battle angels of Asmodeus chose to stand by and watch Bisozeya's encounter, but the Lord of Hell only punished the leaders and ignored everything else.

It has something to do with the fact that he is very repulsive to these fallen angels and even refuses to let them enter his area at all.

The Lord of Hell may seem like nothing, but in fact, in his heart, the status of those fallen angels is not necessarily much weaker than that of this wife who symbolizes hell.

However, for those big devils who follow Bissozeya because she is a symbol of hell and the last member of the royal family, the child she gave birth to has obvious chaotic characteristics, which will indeed make her and the bottomless abyss

They fought until they were almost wiped out and went crazy.

Although this was just Hill's speculation, he felt it was very possible.

So, why does hell, the real hell, value Gracia’s existence so much?

Asmodeus is not that patient. His overly tolerant approach to his daughter is actually a bit strange...but if it has something to do with the tendency of hell's will, then it is normal.

The reason why he had to resurrect Bissozeya was that he seemed to have a soft spot for that person at least on the surface... Generally speaking, after an alien race invades, they have to create a "some family" on the surface.

Bar?

Hill quickly thought of Gracia’s current title, ‘Queen of Desire’.

Only when she frantically pursues desires can she show a little chaotic nature that won't make people feel strange... Then why, the previous Gracia couldn't do it?

Is there something wrong with her falling in love with a fat snake like Mammon?

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