Claude was the high-ranking demon hunter of the cult whom the Demon King's army had captured on the front line. He was in a strange mental state like other demon hunters of the cult and refused to communicate at all. This was the first time that everyone treated him.
The contact was fruitless, and he also tried to attack Vivian. Hao Ren originally thought it would take a long time for this guy to recover. After all, even the data terminal couldn't figure out what the other party's weird mental state was, but he didn't expect it.
He suddenly woke up.
This sudden development was a surprise. Yzaks came to Claude curiously: "Do you know what you are doing now?"
"There are still some sequelae," Claude stood in the middle of a circle of soldiers. His face was still a little pale. His clothes that had become tattered during the battle had not been changed, and he was still in chains. He looked quite embarrassed. His expression
Embarrassed, "It seems to have caused you quite a lot of trouble."
"It's not just a trouble," Bai Huo stood in front of Claude with his arms folded, "I'll ask you a few questions first to make sure you are really awake."
On the other side, Hao Ren came to La Nina and asked in a low voice: "Have you all seen the situation on the lower floors?"
"I followed the road signs and personnel instructions you left all the way. Of course I saw them all," La Nina's slender tail twisted in the air, and her charming eyes were full of interest in something.
, "It's a wonderful phenomenon. If I guessed correctly, the space-time structure of this tower must have been changed, and the people in the tower seem to be imprisoned in the cracks caused by the dislocation of time and space. This world is really interesting."
A succubus who doesn't like men, doesn't like women, doesn't even like her own racial talent, but only likes to lead soldiers in wars and study science. Hao Ren can only sigh that this sister is really worthy of being brought up by Yzaks.
Turning her attention to Claude, Bai Huo asked him some questions, which were all about the internal affairs of the witcher and the details of several things before and after this "civil war". Finally, she confirmed that Claude had fully recovered his sanity.
I couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: "Hey, finally a guy has returned to normal. It looks like I can lock these runes on you first."
"No. Just wear these things," Claude took a half step back, the rune chains on his body jingled, "I asked for it. I feel that I am not completely stable. Those voices are still in my head from time to time.
There were loud noises, auditory hallucinations, hallucinations, and other thoughts. I felt that wearing these things would be safer for everyone."
"A voice?" Vivian stepped forward. "You said there was a voice?"
"Yes, it may or may not be a voice. It's hard for me to describe it accurately." Claude's muscles tightened obviously when he saw Vivian. It seemed that some kind of aggressive impulse that did not belong to his own will still remained.
In this body, he and the rune chains on his body jointly suppressed this impulse. As Claude himself said, wearing these shackles is indeed a wise move, "That thing is wandering in my spiritual world,
It's like directly covering an idea or a personality in my brain. It's not a sound, but more direct and effective."
"Thinking Seal," Hao Ren interrupted him, "Seriously, you should prepare a few more textbooks on modern vocabulary. Sandwiching two modern dictionaries among the piles of moldy potion encyclopedias in the library will make you happy.
Be more flexible.”
"Okay, thinking stamp, this term is very appropriate," Claude glanced at Hao Ren and twitched his lips. "I know this word, but I didn't think of it for a while."
"Then the problem really lies in the field of mind control," Vivian crossed her arms. She did not expect that the problem would eventually reach this most superficial starting point. "It is more sophisticated, more effective, and more obscure, but in the final analysis it is still mind control? This answer can be
It kind of disappoints me.”
Claude immediately shook his head: "No, it is different from mind control. I have experienced this process personally. I can confirm that there is no external force distorting or controlling our thoughts. It only stimulates and amplifies some of the thoughts deep in our hearts.
Then this trend was allowed to develop. Although it is bad to admit this here, purifying heretics is indeed the subconscious idea of every demon hunter, including these comrades standing beside you now, if they also 'listen to
'To the thing in my mind, there would be no difference between them and the Presbyterian Church."
Claude's words caused a slight commotion among a small number of demon hunters at the scene. Some of the less steady demon hunters looked at the Demon King's Legion soldiers with awkward glances. However, none of the latter made a sound. La Nina just remained indifferent.
He said: "Everyone has a dark side in their heart. Extracting and amplifying a specific dark side is not a clever trick for us demons. It's just that those who manipulate the minds of the Presbyterian Order and the Saints are more powerful.
That’s all.”
Bai Huo murmured softly: "You are quite generous."
Home, every breathing creature in the world wants to kill us," La Nina shrugged. "We have long been accustomed to being hostile to everyone. By a lower standard, you are simply a model ally, at least you are actually with us.
Charge into battle."
"Let's bring up the topic first," Hao Ren waved his hand to interrupt the conversation between La Nina and Bai Huo. He looked into Claude's eyes, "So it's that 'voice', that guy who manipulates thoughts, that affects the Presbyterian Order and the saints?
The current state of the tower”
He raised his hand and pointed at the remains of Saint Bedolis: "And his current fate, is it also because of that 'voice'?"
Claude didn't notice Bedolis not far away until now. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Saint!"
"He fell here when we found him. The way of death was very strange. His body completely turned into a state of smoke. In the end, only the clothes and some ashes were left," Tutanin explained the situation here.
, "So what happened here?"
A trace of panic flashed in Claude's eyes, as if remembering what happened in this tower still frightened him. He lowered his voice: "We have awakened an ancient will. A powerful, incomprehensible, incorporeal thing is here.
Awakened in the tower, and then quickly affected everyone through the mysterious connections between the various ruins in Corpus."
"Who specifically woken it up? Why did it wake up? What was the original shape of that thing?" Hao Ren asked questions one after another.
"It's the saints," Claude's answer was as expected. "After Elder Hasselblad came from Ancatero territory, the saints summoned him, and then they immediately had several secret discussions. I don't know their specific details.
We were discussing something, but every saint was obviously nervous after that. Then the saints took out a certain ancient sacred artifact from the treasure house and held a ceremony in the ceremonial hall. The situation started to go wrong after that ceremony.
."
Claude tried his best to remember and describe the situation after the ceremony: "At that time, only the saints entered the ceremony hall, and the others were ordered to wait outside. There was a strange buzzing sound coming from inside the door, as if countless people were waiting outside.
There was a general quarrel in the hall. Then the ceremony ended, but the saints did not leave the ceremony hall. They ordered to continue meditating in the hall for a while. My relatively clear memory ends here, and what happened next is unknown to everyone.
The mood has become a little strange, but no one is aware of this abnormality at all. The impact is subtle and has already taken effect before anyone is aware of it. "
"That is to say, at least in your memory, those saints have never left since they entered the hall?" Hao Ren stared at Claude, "Except for the power of 'something' running out of the hall,
No one or anything left there, right?"
Claude thought for a while and nodded vigorously: "I'm sure."
"I'm afraid they were destroyed after the ceremony, at least at the spiritual level." Vivian pointed to the remaining set of clothes and a bit of ashes of Bedolis. "Bedolis may have barely escaped, but only
He persisted to this place, and the message on the wall was all the information he could leave at that time."
Lily turned to look at the message on the wall: "According to the message, 'that thing' should still be in the ceremony hall."
Bai Huo was a little skeptical: "But the entire Corpus has been 'infected' by it, will it still stay in the hall?"
"Because it hasn't completely escaped," Hao Ren blurted out. "What leaked from the hall was only its power. The saints probably noticed something was wrong in the second half of the ceremony, so they should have used some method to remove it."
That thing's true body is imprisoned at the ceremony site!"
Vivian has an instinctive distrust of the witcher saints: "How do you know those saints would do this?"
Hao Ren pointed to Bedoris's last words on the wall: "Because they didn't want to release that thing at all. They didn't even know they would release it!" (To be continued.)
Come to the pavilion to watch it from the ground to the cloud】