Chapter 706 Formal Meeting, the Beginning and End of the Dispute

? Roland has already learned the general situation of No. 76 from Nightingale. In fact, he is full of interest in that dusty history, not to mention that the Taquila witch also claimed to have information on the divine will. Now the other party can take the initiative to find Coming to the door saved him a lot of effort.

Of course, in order to prevent accidents, in addition to Nightingale, Sylvie and Scroll, there are also leaves and two special potted plants in the office. Once the latter's ability is used, even if No. 76 expands the Divine Stone Domain, it will not be able to immediately eliminate the vines that have grown wildly. As long as her footsteps are slightly stagnant, Nightingale can pull out a gun and smash them into a sieve.

Potted plants look just like decorations, and if they don't activate their abilities, they are no threat at all. Therefore, Roland also avoided the embarrassing scene of sending out a group of personal guards to surround the room—he couldn't just let them The other party underestimated himself.

When No. 76 followed Wendy into the office door, Roland smiled and spread his hands, "Welcome to Neverwinter, do you need tactical sunglasses?"

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Everyone showed a silent expression, and Nightingale rolled her eyes, and pinched his shoulder forcefully in the mist, "Your Majesty, please don't talk nonsense at this time."

"Ahem, okay..." Roland cleared his throat, and returned to his usual calm appearance, "Then you are number seventy-six from Taquila?"

"My name is Phyllis, Your Majesty the King," said the other party with one hand on his chest, lowering his head slightly, "Number 76 is just a mortal code in disguise. Since you have discovered my identity, this name will be lost." meaning."

The chest touching ceremony is suitable for the upper-class nobles to meet with members of the royal family, and it can also be used as a common salute when ambassadors visit other countries. Obviously, Phyllis is not ignorant of secular etiquette. As for the slightly inappropriate title and wording, Roland didn't take it to heart. He valued actual interests more than verbal fame.

"Sit down and talk," he nodded, "I happen to have a lot of questions I want to ask you."

"If I can answer." Phyllis said sternly.

It was probably because she hadn't talked to a "mortal" like him for too long, her expression was very blunt, probably because she wanted to maintain politeness without losing the arrogance they once ruled the world.

Recalling Yorko's description of her, Roland couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. When dressing up as a maid, it was obvious that she could be beautiful and pretty, but now that she has changed back to her official identity, even though the Witch Empire has long since collapsed, she still insists on maintaining that arrogance. It has to be said that the name Taquila has probably already become part of their beliefs for them.

"First of all, it's news about you. After all, if you want to join hands to fight against the devil, it's better to know each other's details." Roland took a sip of tea and asked unhurriedly, "To be honest, I've always been curious. How did the federation split into two factions? Everyone is clearly a witch, but why does the church faction hunt down the same kind? Especially after knowing that God's Punishment Army has a perfect form, this doubt is even more intense. Can you Can you explain in detail why?"

Phyllis probably didn't expect him to ask this question first, and she was silent for a moment before replying, "Before entering the maze ruins, no one could have predicted that things would turn out like this."

"What do you mean, is it all related to the ruins?"

"Without that ruin, there would be no God's Punishment Army plan, and the surviving witches would not be able to continue... It's a pity that we discovered it too late." She sighed softly when she said this, "except in the maze. In addition to finding a way to transfer souls, the fugitives also found some other things... It was because of them that Master Natalya and the Starfall Queen had disagreements, which led to the final break."

"Other...things?" Roland frowned.

"I can't tell you more for the time being. Only after we find out the Chosen One can we discuss it in depth—by then, Master Pasha will have a dialogue with you in person."

"Who is Pasha?"

"The potential successor to the three seats of the Federation is also the leader trusted by the survivors." Phyllis explained.

If he was not mistaken about the timing, the Holy City should have fallen at that time, allowing a group of desperate fugitives to resolve their conflicts through internal fighting. It can only be said that the weight of that thing is by no means less than the divine will.

"Could it be that the two sides could not coexist at that time? Since the God's Punishment Army in perfect form will not cost the lives of witches, it is enough to select volunteers to participate in the transformation ceremony. Why does Akaris want to subvert the remaining federation?"

When she asked this question, a rare bitterness appeared on Phyllis's face, "Doesn't cost the witch's life? No... Your Majesty, the matter is not as simple as you imagined. The body I used at first was From a God's Punishment Warrior who failed to transfer, do you know how long it took me to master that body?"

"Ten years?" Roland thought.

This is also the time it usually takes to train a knight.

"Nearly fifty years," she said, shaking her head. "By the time I became familiar with how to manipulate a body that didn't belong to me, the original body of God's Punishment Army had already aged."

The witches present could not help but take a breath.

"The magic power fused into the blood destroys most of the senses, including the senses of touch, taste, and smell... so the God's Punishment Army will not feel pain, nor will they be afraid of being injured. But for us, it is equivalent to subverting the past. The action memory of walking, opening mouth and clenching need to be mastered again... At the beginning, I couldn't even stand up, and I didn't know how much strength I needed to use to hold the cup. I wanted my brain to remember these actions again. Training also takes decades. If you add weapons and combat skills, it will take at least a hundred years." Phyllis paused, "In this way, you know what should happen."

Roland frowned and remained silent for a while before saying, "Acharis needs a lot of empty bodies."

"That's right, once the witch doesn't die, a God's Punishment warrior who has lived for hundreds of years is much stronger than a newly transformed warrior in every way. In order to continue the strength accumulated from this experience, more must be created. Even if the new body also needs time to adapt, but compared to mastering it from scratch, this time can be shortened to a few years."

"The provider of the body can only be a weak witch. For this reason, Lord Akaris must replace the Federation and become the absolute ruler among the witches, so that she can turn some witches into materials that can be sacrificed at will." Fei Li Silk closed her eyes, "Under the threat of the War of God's Will, she is almost about to succeed, and most of the high-level members of the federation have acquiesced to her approach... If it weren't for the new discoveries in the ruins, the God's Punishment Army plan would be the only feasible one." Survival plan."

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