The Devil Inside

It's not surprising that a ninth-level warrior defeated a fifteenth-level warrior. Ordinary people might find it incredible, but for a Gu sorcerer at this level, it's not a strange thing.

Talent, imprint, learning ability, degree of effort, and even the state at that time.

There are many factors that affect victory or defeat, and the battle between engravers is not a matter of addition and subtraction.

The life span of Asian dragons is much longer than that of humans. Gu sorcerers have traveled far and wide and have a very broad horizon.

The feeling that Han Solo's two swords just gave him was something he had only felt in the hands of a swordsman who held the title of "Swordsman".

Victor Maurichon, captain of the witch-hunting agency.

He died in an alley, which seemed very unfair, but in fact, he was given a honorable burial to die under such sword skills, and he had no regrets.

The sorcerer judged.

Han Solo's last two swords could threaten him.

If he was too careless, he might even be killed by the current Han Solo...

The Gu Sorcerer turned around and asked, "Master Black, I've never heard that you have sword skills."

"I do know some sword skills." Monica knew what he wanted to say, "I didn't teach Han swordsmanship.

He became my student and learned the art of spellcasting. You know, magic swordsmen are always popular. "

"What a magic swordsman! A bullshit swordsman! Only someone with mediocre swordsmanship, a superficial understanding of spellcasting, and a superficial knowledge of both sides would call himself a magic swordsman."

The sorcerer looked disdainful.

Monica smiled and looked at Han Solo: "That's what a witch doctor is like. He's very old-fashioned and can't accept new things."

-.snort."

The sorcerer gave a cold call and led them into a metal warehouse.

This warehouse covers a large area, but has been abandoned.

The iron walls were rusty, weeds were growing all around, and voices could be heard from afar.

Han Solo looked at the bedding in the corner, then at the window sealed with cardboard, and then at the Gushutu in confusion:

"Senior, you are such a big shot, but you live here?"

"Humans' vigilance and hostility towards sub-humans have never disappeared. Arendelle claims to be 'open and inclusive', and even allowed a werewolf to be one of the six committee members, but it's just a facade. Various types of censorship emerge one after another. I live here to have some peace and quiet."

The sorcerer took off his platinum cloak, revealing the worn leather armor underneath.

He is indeed very old.

The scales on his body lost their luster, his body was extremely thin, and his dark green skin was dull. It might be a bit rude to say this, but Han Solo felt that he looked "dirty" and lacked a certain vitality.

Monica immediately noticed the large pot in the middle of the warehouse.

Opening the lid, the pot was filled with a strange black and purple liquid, bubbling.

Monica looked disgusted and asked, "What is this? A magic potion? Gu sorcerer, what era is this?

You are still doing traditional medicine refining. You can try a reactor, which is much more efficient than a cauldron."

"Too lazy to learn."

The sorcerer is indeed stubborn.

Monica shook her head and asked again, "What kind of potion is this?"

"An antidote."

The sorcerer pointed deeper into the warehouse.

Monica walked forward and pulled aside the curtain. She saw that the back half of the warehouse was filled with simple beds, and nearly half of them were occupied by people, both humans and demihumans.

The sorcerer walked up to her and said, "About two months ago! I passed by Arendelle and found that many people here were implanted with a strange curse. The curse lurks in the brain and has no symptoms. If I were not proficient in sorcery, I would not be able to see it."

"Many people?"

"A lot, especially in the outer suburbs, almost one in 20."

One twentieth?

Monica frowned.

This proportion may not seem like much, only 5%, but Arendelle is very prosperous, with a population of over in the outer city, making it a veritable big city.

Five percent, that’s fifteen thousand people!

Monica asked, "What is the curse?"

"The Puppet Curse. The Knitting Club is one of the sources of the curse. I only realized this after your students destroyed the Knitting Club."

As the sorcerer spoke, he took out a knitting needle.

He showed it and said, "I picked up this needle from the church. As long as you use it to pierce the skin and contact the blood, you can cast a spell quickly."

This is so.

Monica nodded and asked, "Can your potion remove the curse?"

“It cannot be eradicated, but a certain resistance can be developed, and the formula needs to be adjusted.”

The sorcerer asked them to sit down on the wooden boxes, as if nothing had happened.

He looked at Han Solo and said, "Now you can tell me what information you have."

"That's it."

Han Solo told the story about the true and false Lord of Arendelle, District Zero, and the Great Code, and the sorcerer was stunned.

After a while, he raised his golden vertical pupils, shook his head and said, "I don't understand, this doesn't make sense. There are two Lords of Arendelle now, one real and one fake. One of them is a demon in disguise, right?"

Han Solo nodded, "Yes."

"I don't think it would be too bloody to just kill both of them and choose another Lord of Arendelle. Wouldn't it be better to capture them, lock them up and interrogate them slowly?"

The witch doctor's nictitating membrane flickered, and the lizard's face was full of confusion.

He said, "I know that the Lord of Arendelle is from the Zethria family and is of noble status. If you humans can't bring yourself to torture him, I'll do it. I don't care about it as an Argonian. I can beat him to death."

Monica also said, "I find it strange too. It has been a long time since I last saw the Lord of Arendelle.

Is he still in the floating city now?"

Han Solo looked at them and asked, "Do you know the Hall of Knowledge?"

"Of course I know. The core building of the floating city is located in the first school district. When an engraver sits in it and meditates, not only will his mind be active, but he will also have a chance to gain a talent - 'Thinker'."

Monica knew more details: "Giving talents is only the most insignificant function of the Temple of Knowledge. The reason why the main city of Arendelle is suspended in mid-air is precisely because of the ability of the temple."

Han Solo heard this and nodded slowly.

It seems that even the Black Mage only knows a limited amount: "I'll keep it short."

In people's perception, the "Palace of Knowledge" is a building, a large hall with a huge area and extremely luxurious decoration.

But in fact -

The main body of the Hall of Knowledge is a golden cube, only the size of a Rubik's Cube, and is a cursed tool from ancient times.

Its real name in the game is called "Unlimited Block".

The ancestors of the Zethria family obtained it and built the city of Arendelle specifically for it.

The special thing about the Unlimited Cube is that it can absorb and store "thinking power"

A special kind of energy that is produced in trace amounts only when intelligent creatures are thinking.

Arendelle has been around for over five hundred years.

Over the past five hundred years, countless scholars have lived and studied here. Even if they are not thinking all the time, the "thinking power" that each person can generate is very limited, but the energy stored in the limit-breaking block is already enormous.

Members of the Zethlia family can call upon its power to arm themselves for combat.

As you can imagine.

Even if one only uses "thinking power" for defense, the energy stored in the limit-releasing block is enough for the holder to defend until the end of time.

It is even more unimaginable if it is used for offense.

It is indeed difficult to destroy a country;

Massacre of a city is not a problem.

When the iron hoof of the Kingdom of Elzlia came, the old king of Zeslia fought hard but was defeated and died on the battlefield. After the crown prince succeeded to the throne, he swallowed his anger and announced that Elzlia would be annexed, turning the kingdom into a principality.

They have not forgotten this humiliation.

The Lord of Arendelle has always been the most outstanding descendant of the Zethria family.

They regarded the block that could unlock the restriction as an independent means, and kept it secret, not revealing any of it to the outside world.

Monica and the sorcerer looked at each other, both of them looked wrong.

The sorcerer looked at Han Solo and asked curiously, "This kind of information should be top secret. How did you know it?"

Han Solo said calmly: "Just think of me as a prophet."

is not it?

The sorcerer pondered and said, "That makes sense. No wonder the Arendelle government is so opposed to the witch hunting agency. The current witch hunting agency is no longer a 'joint organization of ten countries', but a private army of the Kingdom of Elzlia. They are afraid that the news will leak out and attract the heavenly soldiers."

Monica said, "The Unlimiting Cube? It is recorded in my talent. It was the item that the evil god 'Brain in a Vat' had before the Jedi Heaven was connected. Wasn't it lost in the virtual world?"

"Maybe it was picked up from the virtual world. Zethria was also glorious in the past, and it must have cultivated 'virtual world walkers' who specialize in traveling in the sky and exploring in the virtual world."

Han Solo looked at the sorcerer and smiled.

"There is actually a simple way to solve the current problem. Senior is a member of the witch hunting agency. If you report the block to the authorities, I'm afraid that Elzlia will immediately come with a tube of laundry detergent, claiming that Zeslia has weapons of mass destruction, and come to kill freely."

"???"

What laundry detergent?

do not understand at all.

"The method is simple, but the consequences are not. As you said, the Unrestricted Cube is regarded by the Zesilia family as the hope of regaining independence. How could they hand it over so easily? Elzlia will not let go of such a lethal weapon so easily. Once it is exposed, there will be war."

That would kill a lot of people.

The sorcerer shook his head with compassion: "The common people are not at fault. They are the ones who bear the brunt of the war and suffer the most. Even if this war is unavoidable, I don't want it to be caused by my betrayal."

The witch hunting agency's headquarters in Elzlia is called the 'Headquarters Agency' and has a different uniform style.

People from other places are outsiders, or temporary workers, and the witch-hunting commissioners at the headquarters look down on them.

The sorcerers joined the witch-hunting agency only to combat the evil cults.

Seeing the evil existence that is poisoning lives, he cannot just sit there and do nothing. Even if there is no benefit, it will not stop him from upholding justice and fighting the evil forces with his wits and courage.

Have you ever seen the classical, almost lost spirit of chivalry?

Well, now you see it.

The sorcerer doesn't care about the intrigues in the human kingdom.

I can't get along with the people at the headquarters either.

the other side.

Han Solo is not very interested in the Cube of Unlimitation, but a city-destroying cursed tool cannot be said to be weak.

But it takes a long time to charge, and has no law-like effects when fully charged, it's just quite powerful.

In the eyes of Grand Duke Zethlia, the Unlimited Cube is of great value, but in the eyes of Han Solo - it's just so-so.

His thinking is very clear.

The most urgent task is to locate Leila's teammates through this incident.

As the controller of the country, the Zesilia family has enough say in Leila's teammates. With their support, there will be fewer voices of doubt and they will be free from harassment from the little devils.

The three of them quickly got into the mood.

Monica put herself in his shoes and judged: "It's too complicated to solve the block. The Gu Warlock and I are too strong.

Out of control, Arendelle officials will not let us in. Unless the situation collapses and is beyond their capabilities, they have to ask for external assistance. "

The Gu Warlock laughed. "By the time they're willing to ask for help, Arendelle will be destroyed! The high-ranking people, especially the high-ranking human ones, are not trustworthy at all."

The sorcerer seems to have a lot of complaints about the human dignitaries.