Chapter 781
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The arrival of Cheil, Heroria, and Messiah was originally to further discuss how to deal with the Inquisitor.
But when Josiah learned that Cheil hadn't eaten dinner tonight … their attention shifted to the meat floating in the hot pot soup.
The appearance of the three brought a huge change to the situation of this hot pot battle.
After learning how to use chopsticks, Cheil successfully occupied a corner of the hot pot.
Heroria was still a little unfamiliar with chopsticks, but Messiah had long learned how to use chopsticks and helped Heroria occupy another area of resources.
The Dark Elf had never liked the people of the Kingdom of Saints. In order to compete with Messiah for resources, she had already begun to fight.
Josiah held a bowl of white rice and watched the confrontation between the Dark Elf and Messiah. Both sides were experts in close combat.
The Dark Elf's movements were very fast and fierce. Like a dagger piercing into the enemy's chest in an instant, she directly snatched the fish that Messiah was about to pick up.
Messiah didn't choose to give the fish to the Dark Elf. Her third eye could clearly capture the movement of the Dark Elf's chopsticks. In the next second, she used the downward slash of the Knight's swordsmanship to hit the fish that the Dark Elf had snatched from under her chopsticks.
This confrontation continued. Josiah could only avoid the fight between them and silently took a vegetable leaf from the edge of the pot.
"That … please don't use swordsmanship while eating hot pot."
Josiah glanced at the Prophet who had already stopped her chopsticks and had to come forward to mediate between the two of them.
At this moment, Cheil on the other side was about to pick up a small piece of lamb with a somewhat awkward gesture. Her chopsticks went through the small piece of meat. She repeatedly picked it up a few times and found that the piece of meat was transparent.
Illusion!
Cheil instantly understood what he was facing. The next second, Josiah saw an ice-blue inscription light up on her fingertips, and frost began to condense on the tips of her chopsticks.
"Stop! Magic was also prohibited when eating hotpot! There's still a lot of meat, you can eat as much as you want! "
Josiah immediately stopped Cheil from releasing ice magic into the hot pot. Otherwise, Josiah might have to eat frosted beef and other dishes tonight.
Hiri knew that she had done something shameful, so she didn't say anything … She silently held the wooden bowl and pretended to drink the soup, covering half of her face.
"Cheil … Your Highness … Cheil."
Josiah wanted to address her respectfully, but Cheil's eyes made Cheil call her by her name.
"I'm curious about your relationship with Heroria."
"Of course, His Highness Cheil and I are comrades in the hunt for the Nephilic Judge."
Without waiting for Cheil to speak, Heroria answered Josiah first.
Josiah turned his head and glanced at Heroria. The way she used the chopsticks was very funny. She directly held the chopsticks with one hand. Even though Messiah had already placed the meat in her bowl, she could only use two wooden sticks to pick up the meat.
A child who doesn't even know how to use chopsticks, please don't speak … Josiah silently complained in his heart. Cheil's eyes were fixed on the bubbling soup.
"A potential partner, but I still can't believe you now."
Cheil was very straightforward. She looked up at Josiah, then looked at the soup, and then reached for the lamb she wanted to eat.
"A potential partner, huh? Then what information did Heroria tell you that made you come here in such a hurry to find me?"
Josiah calculated the time. It was already late at night, and Noland's portal was completely closed.
Cheil could return to the Land of Frost through the portal built by the sinful demons, so there was no need to worry about this.
However, if anything happened to her, she could inform Josiah immediately on the Mana Net.
"The Nephilic Judges have a type of Magic-Conducting Doll. It can corrode human consciousness and turn them into a slave," Cheil said to Josiah.
"The enemy has been strengthened again? Hmm … This kind of brainwashing ability can be achieved by necromancy and mental magic, but for a Magic-Conducting Doll to have this ability … "
Josiah swallowed the vegetable leaves in his mouth, then looked at Hiri and the Prophet.
They both knew more about the development of magic in Noland than Josiah.
"For a Magic-Conducting Doll to have this kind of ability, something like … the intelligence crisis that you mentioned, Josiah, have already happened."
Hiri used a very certain tone to tell Josiah that Noland's Magic-Conducting Doll couldn't possibly have this kind of ability.
"At the present stage, the technology of Magic-Conducting Dolls only stops at the level of treating them as tools. Most of them are used for simple tasks such as turning the ground and lifting heavy objects. As far as I can remember, there aren't any Magic-Conducting Dolls that can threaten a human's soul and spirit."
The Prophet shook her head, further confirming Hiri's words. However, when she used this kind of tone to explain, Josiah really felt that this ten-year-old girl was very much like a machine.
However, Magic-Conducting Dolls couldn't possibly snatch lamb rolls from others.
"At the present stage, it's naturally impossible for humans to create such a level of Magic-Conducting Doll."
Heroria waved the chopsticks in her hand, indicating that Josiah and the others were too ignorant.
But while she was arranging the chopsticks, a small piece of fish that she had picked up with much difficulty fell to the ground.
Messiah sighed helplessly. He could only invade the Dark Elf's' territory 'once more and find a new piece of land for Heroria.
"You want to say that it's a creation from the ruins of Noland's underground?"
Josiah had an illusion that 'this world's new expansion is about to begin'. And this time, the prelude to the legendary story actually began in a hotpot … Just thinking about it made him feel a little funny.
"That's right. There are many ruins in the underground of the Land of Frost. This is also the reason why the Inquisitors are so active there. I can tell you what's in those ruins …"
Heroria once again activated her 'hurry up and ask me' mode. Josiah lightly pursed his lips, but before Heroria could continue speaking, a gentle voice interrupted her.
"Heart Lock."
Taylin, who had been silently feeding the cat, suddenly spoke up.
Everyone's gaze was focused on the Frost Elf.
"There is a ruin of the ancestors in my homeland. There are some 'coffins' in the ruins, and there are some humans sleeping in the coffins. The elders call them 'Heart Lock'. Now that I think about it, it might be the Magic-Conducting Dolls you speak of."
Taylin raised her head and stared at Josiah with a resolute gaze.
"The elders said … those Magic-Conducting Dolls can absorb the emotions and souls of humans."
"Why does that sound so familiar?" Josiah felt like he had heard this phrase somewhere before.
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