Payne shook his head. "Of course not. My enemies are all dead, and I don't need you to help me kill for revenge."
"Then you want to be resurrected?" Roland asked.
"I can also transfer souls." Payne waved his hand indifferently. "If I wanted to, I could find a random member of the royal family to possess, and in less than five days, I could destroy their soul and replace it. But in that case, the barrier in the royal tomb would be gone, and the souls of nearly ten thousand members of the royal family would all be slowly taken away by the Nether God. "
"Then what do you want?" Roland was a little puzzled.
Payne pointed to the huge walking winged devil behind him. "Help me disintegrate this thing."
Disintegrate?
Roland looked over, and the huge body of the walking winged devil looked terrifying. Roland turned back. "This thing should also be a soul, right?"
"Of course!" Payne smiled proudly and said, "Because before I made this enchantment, I calculated that the magic power generated by my own soul force can only supply the enchantment for about a thousand years, but if I drag in another soul with similar strength, wouldn't that be double the happiness?"
"Indeed."
Payne continued, "So I took advantage of the invasion of the Realm of Devils to capture their commander, then stripped his soul and sealed it in this barrier.
"I was going to chat with him, and we would all live together as souls for two thousand years, but it turned out that this guy couldn't hold on a few years ago, and his soul consciousness was getting worse and worse, and now he can't speak. What a disappointment. "
Roland, however, felt that after being locked up for hundreds of years, facing the same scenery every day, and facing an enemy, it was already impressive that he could hold on for a few hundred years.
He said, "If you can seal it, you should be able to dismember its soul."
"I can, but it would waste a lot of my soul power." Payne smiled. "I don't have a body, and the more soul power I use, the less I have, so it's better not to interrogate you."
Indeed.
When a creature had a body, the soul could be nourished in the body and could recover, and if it could be scientifically exercised, it could even slowly become stronger.
But a pure soul without a body to attach to could not become stronger in the main plane.
Unless it went to the Netherworld.
It absorbed the Netherworld aura there, which was a kind of food for the soul.
But compared to the energy provided by his body, the quality and taste were still lacking.
At the very least, it was the difference between boiled meat slices and dog food.
Roland understood what Payne meant.
Although such a devil soul would also be attracted here, it would be very slow.
The barrier was currently absorbing the soul mana of these two 'people' at the same time.
But if the soul of the walking winged devil was cut up, its soul magic power would become extremely attractive.
The barrier would absorb the soul magic power of the walking winged devil first.
But if that was the case … the barrier might not last for another two or three hundred years.
Payne had mentioned before that he was a demigod.
But now Roland felt that Payne was just a Master.
Although his soul power was still enormous, his inner self had become empty.
"Actually, why don't you come back to life?" Roland was a little curious. "Find a criminal on death row who has committed the most heinous crimes, swallow its soul, and then be reborn in its body. Isn't this much better than just protecting souls? "
"Child, you haven't experienced many life and death situations, have you?" Pain asked with a smile.
Roland nodded.
Indeed, his parents, grandparents, and relatives who were closer to him and more familiar with him were all alive and well.
"Among those souls are my most beloved relatives. My parents, my wife, my sons and daughters, my grandchildren, and even my maternal grandchildren. "Pain smiled gently." If I were to be reborn, they would have to go to the Netherworld. It would be almost impossible for me to see them again. "
Roland was a little curious. "You can see them in the soul world too?"
"Of course I can. From time to time, I will release my mind and watch them live a leisurely life in this small world of the royal tomb. This is a kind of happiness for me. "
Roland roughly understood Pain's thoughts and thoughts.
"Okay, if you want to break down souls, teach me," Pain said with a smile.
"First of all, you have to learn to use mental power and turn it into a sharp 'knife.'"
Three hours passed, and Pain explained a lot about the techniques of using mental power.
This benefited Roland a lot.
The application of mental power had always been one of Roland's shortcomings.
Pain, on the other hand, was all practical, and the content was very basic, but quite useful and solid.
After Pain finished explaining, Roland didn't hesitate to condense a sharp mental scalpel in his hand.
"Impressive, boy." Pain looked at Roland in surprise. "Your talent is probably comparable to Mystra's."
"Okay, now go help me break up that thing's soul." Pain pointed behind him.
Roland walked over with the mental scalpel.
In a short time, the walking winged devil's soul was dismembered into dozens of pieces.
Pain looked a little sad. "Old friend who used to quarrel with each other every day, farewell."
With the soul broken like this, even the Nether God would have a hard time putting it back together.
"Mental power attacks are powerful weapons against souls. I hope you can use them carefully after you go out and don't needlessly use this method to destroy souls, which is very offensive to the Nether God." Pain reminded Roland, then he smiled and said, "The next step is to teach you how to condense a magic body. It's not that I'm bragging, but if it weren't for the fact that I'm a little worse at spatial spells, I could surpass Mystra with this technique alone. Unfortunately, my talent for spatial magic is really too lacking. "
"That good?" Roland became more and more interested.
People who could even become Demigods in the same era as Mystra, the Goddess of Magic, should have quite practical and even extremely effective techniques and theories.
"Speaking of which, this method is a bit troublesome," Pain said. Payne said, "It requires a lot of magic materials, even herbs from the Elven Forest, and then make them into pills and eat them one by one to gradually expand the magic capacity of one's body and increase the speed of magic regeneration."
"Well, please go ahead, old man, I'll write it down." Roland opened the system notepad.
Pain sighed wistfully. "If it weren't for the fact that I was the only one who could be king back then, I really would have become a pure Mage."
After he was done sighing, Pain explained the method.
Roland wrote down three full pages of the system notepad.
After Roland finished writing it down, Pain said, "You're very talented, and if you add this method of increasing the upper limit of magic power, and if you have some special luck and get some useful magic devices or the like, and give you another hundred years to grow, you can probably pull the Goddess of Magic down from her high horse."
"I don't think that's necessary."
Roland shrugged. He didn't want to pull the Goddess of Magic down from her high horse. Now that he had a good relationship with Mystra, and if Mystra was going to help Roland make money in the future, make a lot of money, why would he pull her down from her high horse?
"You can do whatever you want, just remember to look after the royal family of Fareins when you have time."
"Okay, no problem." Roland nodded in agreement, then he suddenly remembered something very important. "By the way, this time Stephanie and I came here mainly to investigate a glowing soul."
Roland repeated Stephanie's description to Roland.
After listening, Pain chuckled and said, "Don't worry about Stephanie, Eichensva is protecting her."
"You know Stephanie, too?"
"She started following her father to worship me at the age of five, how could I not know her." Pain smiled rather delightedly. "Although Eichensva is a member of the royal family, she also has some demonic blood in her. You also know how romantic we male nobles are. "
"A child born to a demon?" Roland didn't think it was strange for an interracial union, and in the real world, there were also many people who played with dogs and cats. "What did she know?"
"Because she has demonic blood, so she sensed that there seemed to be a hidden evil bloodline in the capital," Pain said. "And Stephanie is the future queen, so of course she can't be harmed by demons. So Eichensva left a piece of land in her soul, so that if Stephanie is in danger, she can directly replace Stephanie in battle. If necessary, she can abandon her own soul and nurse Stephanie, allowing her strength to make great progress in a very short time, and the upper limit of her future growth will become higher. "
"So, the enemy is still in the capital?"
"Indeed," Pain said helplessly. "My strength has dropped so much now that I can no longer see what's happening outside the barrier, so I'm not sure."
"I see." The clues in Roland's head connected. "So the Third Prince was bewitched to come in and steal the necklace, just to get all the souls in the royal tomb to go to the Netherworld?"
"No, I guess he wants to use it as an army of the dead." Pain thought about it and said, "There are many races of demons who know how to control the undead. If they get the souls in the royal tomb and control and transform them with a little magic, they'll be a terrible force that can sweep the entire main plane. "
"You can't be that dramatic," Roland said with a smile. "You're not taking the Church of Light seriously, and there's also the Church of Life, both of which are more restrained by the undead."
"Don't make things difficult for me." Pain grinned.
After chatting with Pain for a while, Roland retreated from the soul world.
As soon as he "woke up," he saw Stephanie staying by his side, even leaning lightly against him.
It was normal when he thought about it; they were the only two living people in the entire royal tomb.
And then on the side, there was a dense crowd of ghosts watching, and although they couldn't see it, it was uncomfortable all over to know that it was happening.
After Roland woke up, his body moved slightly, and Stephanie noticed.
She looked at Roland in surprise. "You're finally awake."
"How long have I been in there?" Roland asked.
"At least three hours."
Roland, however, felt that something was wrong. He and Pain definitely hadn't talked for more than an hour and a half.
In other words, time passed much slower in Pain's soul world than in the outside world.
He stood up and said to Stephanie, "Surely you didn't think of who I met in the soul world?"
"Who? Pain? "Stephanie asked in return.
"You're so smart!" Roland said admiringly.
"It was just a trick, because that necklace is called Pain's Legendary Necklace. If there really is a soul in it, it should have a lot to do with him. "Stephanie asked a little anxiously," So did you get any information from him? "
"The infested area in your head is actually to protect you," Roland said. "If you have any auditory hallucinations while sleeping, don't be afraid, it's just the unconscious whisper of the other person's soul, it's not harmful."
"Why would he protect me in this way?" Stephanie keenly noticed the implications. "Could it be that someone is going to do me harm?"
"Not just you, but also the royal mausoleum." Roland started walking back the way he came. "And Pain suspects that the demon, probably still hiding in the capital. The other party is a demon who specializes in playing with souls. "
"I see," Stephanie muttered. "Looks like I'll have to ask the Association of Mages for help."
The two of them left the royal mausoleum, got on a carriage, and headed for the capital.
As a result, just as they arrived at the city gate, an archbishop in a red cloak took the initiative to come to the side of the carriage, bowed his head slightly, and said, "May I ask if Mr. Roland is in the carriage?"
The carriage had Stephanie's personal coat of arms on it, so it was extremely easy to recognize.
And Roland and Stephanie didn't hide anything when they went out.
Roland lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked at the man, and said, "I'm here, what can I do for you?"
"The Holy Lady has something important to ask of you," the archbishop said softly and gently.
The Holy Lady's invitation, and even having the archbishop come to talk, was already quite giving.
That was all Stephanie had.
Roland said, "When I escort the First Princess back to her manor, I'll go find Her Holiness immediately. By the way, you haven't said where to meet yet. "
"On Commoner Street on the west side of the Holy Realm, there's a small three-story building made of blue bricks, and Her Holiness will be waiting for you there."
"I'm scared."
Roland then escorted Andonara back to the manor and had her mobilize a large number of soldiers and a small number of royal Mages for protection before he set off.
It took ten minutes to find the blue brick building on Commoner Street on the west side.
Roland found the archbishop who had delivered the message waiting at the door.
He took Roland up to the second floor.
Pushing open the door of a large public room, he saw the blond, blue-eyed, and shimmering Holy Lady sitting inside.
The door closed with a creak.
In the large reception room, there were only Roland and the Holy Lady.
The Holy Lady wore a very simple white dress and didn't have any valuable accessories on her. Her hair was just tied up with a hairband and pulled into a side ponytail.
Under normal circumstances, the Holy Lady didn't tie her hair. She was in Holy, and her hair was naturally loose.
When she walked, her long hair floated and emitted specks of light dust, quite beautiful.
Now that she had tied her hair up, it showed that she was more respectful of this meeting.
"Roland, hello." When the Holy Lady saw Roland walking over, she took the initiative to stand up. "Schuck often talks about you. I'm really sorry I didn't recognize you at the First Princess' manor before."
"It's okay, I'm plain-looking, not as ridiculously handsome as Schuck." Roland smiled. "Schuck often talks to me about Her Holiness."
"Is that so?" The Holy Lady's cheeks were a little red, and then she immediately realized that this wasn't right, so she became serious again and said, "Peter, we've interrogated him, and then we feel that there's something else going on, so we want to ask you for help."
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