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Chapter 1,687 Messika’s hesitation

 "Can other demons also see the contents of this parchment?"

Seeing Messia's concerned expression, Rhodes raised the parchment in his hand and asked.

Messiga slowly replied: "According to the requirements of other demon kings, on the fifth day after the Vulcan Trial begins, the Magic Shipyard will disclose the results of the illusion of sinful karma, allowing the winners to build magic ships to sail on the Lake of Fire. On the tenth day

Heaven will lead to the ten gates of Fire Seal City."

Rhodes nodded. He remembered that Messiga once said that no matter how much time passed in the trial illusion, only one day would pass in reality. It seemed that there would still be some time before the results of the Magic Shipyard were announced.

According to Messiga's intention, in a few days, the results of the Sin Karma Illusion will be known to all demons, and by then, Rhode's name and his ranking in the Sin Karma Illusion can no longer be concealed.<

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Thinking of this, Rhodes frowned deeply and said: "I did not use my real name in front of those demons. They will all find this out when the results of the Magic Shipyard are announced."

"The magic shipyard will detect the real name in the soul. There is no need for ordinary demons to hide their identities." At this point, Messiga covered her mouth and let out a teasing laugh. "Fortunately, you met me.

I. These magic shipyards were built according to my orders. Although I cannot modify the results of the illusion, I still have the authority to let you change your name."

Rhodes looked at her deeply. This was a treatment that no other demon had ever received.

Taking the parchment from Rhodes' hand, Messika asked: "What name did you use in front of those demons?"

"Elot." Rhodes replied.

Soon, Messiga handed the parchment to Rhodes again, and she didn’t know what she did. The name at the top of the list had changed from "Rhodes" to "Elot".
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"How did you do it?" Rhodes glanced at her with some confusion. Under his gaze, she seemed to have done nothing, but the name on the parchment changed.

"It's just a little sorcery, not worth mentioning at all." Messiga shrugged and said.

Rhodes was silent. This was not a trivial sorcery as Messiga said. Her attainments in sorcery were far beyond Rhode's imagination.

After taking a deep look at Messiga, Rhodes asked: "Is this your true power? So, the power you showed in Saou City before, and even your appearance, are all your disguise. In hell

The greedy king is the real you."

"I have never pretended to be anything. Divination and revelation are all part of my power. As for appearance, it is just a form."

Messiga waved her hand and said nonchalantly:

"I'm very old. Do you still remember the illusion you were in? In that era, I was the strongest witch at that time, and even participated in the battle to kill the gods. Now, I can't remember my age.

.Sometimes I really hope that those demons can recast the statues in the temple. Maybe the old ones are so old that the flesh and blood have dissipated, leaving only the appearance of the skeleton, which is more suitable for me now."

She showed a rare look of loss, and Rhodes also realized something.

Rhodes knew that for a powerful sorcerer like her, permanently changing one's appearance was just a matter of sorcery. Even so, Messiga still chose a skeleton-like appearance before, perhaps as she said.

That said, in her heart, that is the appearance she should have.

"I don't think so." Looking at Messiga, Rhodes said.

Recalling the statue belonging to Messiga in the temple of hell, if Rhodes had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have been able to connect the unruly witch in the statue with Messiga in front of him.

In appearance, Messika at this time is consistent with her statue, but she is missing something important, a certain pursuit, or will. Rhodes can clearly feel that.

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From the statue belonging to Messiga, Rhodes could vaguely sense what kind of person she used to be. Rhodes was very familiar with that look. Just like Rhodes himself, she had something similar to Rhodes.

Similar places, they are the same type of people.

Unfortunately, as countless years passed, Messiga lost this will. Rhodes didn't know what happened to her. Maybe it was because of the passage of time, or something else happened to her. At this time,

She no longer has the proud aura she once had.

"I don't know what happened to you, but I can feel that you are missing something, some kind of... will." Rhodes said, "Lack of will is terrible, it will make people stagnate.



"I'm not a hero, and will has no special power for me." Messika shook his head and said.

"You are the greedy king. You should desire everything in the world." Rhodes retorted, "A vibrant body should also be what you desire. Why are you willing to use a skeleton-like body? Do you really think that?

Are you too old? Not even those lichs said that."

"That's just your understanding of greed."

"You're still unwilling, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have appeared in front of me with the same appearance you once had." Rhodes said slowly.

At this time, Messika's expression also changed. In terms of aura, it was not as cold and stern as the statue showed, but instead seemed a bit more fragile.

"You don't know anything at all..." she said hesitantly.

"I like you better now." Rhodes said with a smile, "Keep it like this. The reason why heroes can become heroes is because they believe that they can become heroes. The same is true for you. Stop looking like a skeleton and show off

Your true attitude."

Messiga looked at Rhodes blankly, and she had an inexplicable feeling from Rhodes' words.

Rhodes stood up from the fire, looked at the dark space around him, and then asked: "The illusion of sin is over, why am I still in this dark space?"

"I kept you here." Messiga replied, "I think you may need some help with magic. I can teach you."

Rhodes immediately turned around, stared at Messiga, and asked: "Can you still teach me spells in this state?"

"Of course." Messiga nodded, "Spells are just a kind of knowledge. Even if only the soul is left, it is impossible to forget the spells that have been cast hundreds of times. But you have forgotten those spells, which makes me a little strange."
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Saying that, Messiga glanced at Rhodes with some confusion.


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