Chapter 382 There Is Something in the Main Hall

"Why?" Negris asked, it has long wanted to know why, so many people's memories are not deleted, and if they insist on deleting it, they should be treated differently.

"Yeah, why did you delete it? I guess it talks too much." Lightning's head came closer, and everyone's head stretched out.

"I guess it was lewd, staring at the witch all the time, and the king was angry so he was gossiping, oh no, it was deleted." Luthor guessed.

With a black line on his forehead, Negris glared at them viciously, and turned around to settle the score with them.

The great sage said: "Naig, do you still remember your unique skill?"

"My unique skill? What unique skill? Is it broken thoughts? Or the halo of enlightenment?" Negris asked suspiciously.

The great sage shook his head: "It seems that you have really forgotten that these are the unique moves of your God of Knowledge, but what about your unique moves as a brass dragon? Do you remember?"

Negris moved in his heart: "You mean the ability to predict? Prophet induction?"

The great sage nodded.

"What's the matter with this broken prophet's induction? It's useless to die, and Niairi is the same. She doesn't work well at all times, and she can't predict anything at all. It's not as easy to use as Shamara's induction ability." Negris complained angrily. .

The abilities of the three ancient dragons, Prophet Dragon, Time Dragon, and Sky Dragon are almost useless because they are not practical.

For example, the Prophet Dragon's premonition ability senses some fragments, but he doesn't know when it happened. He will suddenly think of this fragment until something happens, but it is already too late.

At the beginning, it sensed the strong bone Locke to beat it, but it didn't know when it came. When Locke found it, it would be too late to run away.

During the battle, it also had a premonition of Locke's attack and the path of Locke's attack, but it couldn't dodge it, and was finally beaten into a dead dog and dragged away.

It is already the strongest among the Prophet Dragons, and Naiari is also a brass dragon, but at most she can predict the flight path of the enemy and her own death date. Before she died, she knew that she was going to die, so she escaped in advance to buy time Bury the body.

Such a tasteless ability, what's the matter with deleting memory?

The great sage rubbed his nose, and said awkwardly: "That's because your strength is too weak to grasp this kind of power. After His Majesty plundered your power, he saw a lot of things."

"What! Your Majesty has robbed my prophetic power!?" Negris was shocked.

"Yes, you can't use this power anyway, so His Majesty decided to borrow it for a while, and you agreed at the time. Your Majesty promised to help you reshape your physical body after using it."

Having said that, the great sage glanced at Negris with a strange expression:

"After gaining the power of the prophet, His Majesty sat in place for two years. The first thing he did when he woke up was to delete your memory, because he saw fragments of the future. Every day, you use the power of your god of knowledge to smash everywhere. If he doesn't return the things he borrowed, the whole world will know that His Majesty has not returned the things he borrowed."

"Pfft——" Negris spat out a mouthful of old blood. Although it doesn't have the memory of this part, it knows that it can definitely do this kind of thing, but the premise of this kind of thing is "borrowing things and not returning them", Your Majesty said Wouldn't it be enough to give it back the power of the prophet?

The great sage shook his head: "No, because Your Majesty has seen something even more terrifying."

Everyone was shocked and shouted in unison: "Storm of Faith!"

Now it was the great sage's turn to be surprised: "It seems that you know a lot, how much do you know?"

Negris told him what he knew, until the great sage's jaw almost dropped: "How do you know more than me?"

"It's probably like this. Your Majesty has seen the storm of faith coming, but he doesn't know when it will come, so the power of the prophet cannot be returned to you. Your Majesty will use it when making arrangements."

Negris rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, I accept this explanation, he borrowed something and didn't return it, and he erased my memory, and he hasn't rebuilt my body, old bones that don't believe in words. "

Apart from complaining a few words, Negris has nothing to do. The king doesn't know where he is, and he can't even settle accounts with him.

"What about the witch? It was His Majesty who robbed me of my prophetic power, so why was her memory deleted?" Negris asked again.

The great sage said: "Because it was the witch who took away the power of the prophet, you took her with you when you were thinking about it."

"..." Negris knew that he could do this kind of thing. The talent of the brass dragon blood was plundered, and if he didn't return it, if he kept his memory, he would scold them every day.

Chambada, I'm so aggrieved, now that both of them are gone, I can't take revenge even if I want to.

No, revenge is still possible. Negris asked: "Then why are you telling me this now? Are you not afraid that I will miss them every day from now on? Let all my believers condemn their bad behavior. "

Lightning, Luthor glanced at each other, with a knowing smile on his face: Do you still have believers?

But the great sage didn't know, he just said with a wry smile: "It doesn't matter anymore, Your Majesty has already disappeared."

"What!?"

"What did you say!? Impossible?"

"Don't talk nonsense, how do you know!?"

Duroken, Fetti, and Harvey, the remnants of the undead empire, are the most excited.

The great sage pointed to the pedestal where there should have been a stone statue, and said: "Shou Shenhuang is His Majesty's clone, and if it dissipates, it means that His Majesty has died."

After the great sage's explanation, everyone finally understood that the guardian god emperor is the clone of the undead king. No wonder Fei Ti couldn't hold back his swords, and Duroken didn't know its origin.

For the undead king who often goes out to wander, the existence of the guardian god emperor is the strongest barrier and the last guard of the resting palace.

Unlike the subjects of Duroken Feiti, who can cut off the soul connection at any time, the Guardian Emperor is the clone of the undead king, and its disappearance means that the undead king has completely disappeared.

This is not good news. Everyone stood there for a long time, digesting the information. After a long while, Harvey asked, "Who can kill the king?"

"I don't know, maybe it's the soul storm, maybe the gods of light, maybe the turbulence of the void." The great sage said.

"I must find the murderer and avenge the king!" Harvey swore angrily.

Duroken and Fetti seemed to have the same plan, but they didn't speak, but turned their attention to Ange.

After listening to the whole process, An Ge was still a little baffled. Everyone said so much, but they didn't get to the most critical point: "It, will it, go in?"

An Ge pointed to the main hall of the Resting Palace, and hesitantly said that he felt something in the main hall.

Thank you, the black from day to night, the reward