Claude was the high-ranking demon hunter that the demon king's army had captured on the frontline. At that time, he was in a strange state of mind like the other demon hunters. He completely refused to communicate with them. Their first contact with him could be said to be fruitless, and he had even tried to attack Vivian. Hao Ren thought it would take a long time for this guy to recover. After all, even the MDT could not figure out what was going on with his strange state of mind. Unexpectedly, he suddenly woke up.
This sudden development was a surprise. Y 'zaks came up to Claude curiously. "Do you know what you're doing now?"
"There are still some … sequelae," Claude said, standing in the middle of a circle of soldiers. His face was still a little pale, and he had not changed out of his tattered clothes during the battle. He was still chained, and he looked quite embarrassed. "It seems that I've caused you a lot of trouble."
"It's not just trouble," White Flame said, standing in front of Claude with her arms crossed. "Let me ask you a few questions first to make sure that you're really awake."
On the other side, Hao Ren came up to Lanina and asked in a low voice, "Have you seen the situation on the lower floors?"
"We followed the road signs and personnel instructions you left all the way here. Of course, we saw it," Lanina said, her slender tail twisting in the air. Her charming eyes were full of interest. "It's a wonderful phenomenon. If I'm not mistaken, the space-time structure of this tower must have been changed, and the people in the tower seem to be imprisoned in the rift caused by the dislocation of space and time. This world is really interesting. "
A succubus who did not like men, women, or even her own racial talent, but she liked to lead troops to war and study science. Hao Ren could only sigh that this big sister was indeed brought up by Y 'zaks.
Turning to Claude, White Flame asked him some questions about the internal affairs of the demon hunters and the details of several things before and after the 'civil war'. Finally, she confirmed that Claude had fully recovered. She could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. "Phew … Finally, a guy is back to normal. It seems that we can first take off the rune locks on you … "
"No, it's better to wear these." Claude took half a step back and the runic shackles on his body clinked. "I asked for it. I don't think I'm completely stable. Those … those voices are still echoing in my head from time to time. Auditory hallucinations, hallucinations, and other thoughts … I think I'll be safer wearing these things. It'll be safer for everyone. "
"A voice?" Vivian walked up to him. "You said there was a voice?"
"Yes, it's a voice. Or maybe it's not. I can't describe it precisely." Claude's muscles tensed when he saw Vivian. It was as if some sort of impulse to attack that didn't belong to his will was still lingering in his body. However, he and the runic shackles on him suppressed that impulse. Just as Claude said, wearing the shackles was indeed a wise move. "That thing is reverberating in my mental world. It's like a thought, a personality, overlaying my brain. It's not a voice, but something more direct and effective …"
"Thinking Stamp," Hao Ren interrupted him. "Seriously, you should prepare a few more modern vocabulary textbooks. Sandwiching two modern dictionaries in the middle of the pile of moldy Encyclopedia of Potions in the library will make you more flexible."
"Well, thinking stamp, that's very appropriate," Claude glanced at Hao Ren and twitched the corner of his mouth. "I know this term, but I just didn't think of it for a while."
"So the problem is still in the field of mental control." Vivian crossed her arms in front of her chest. She did not expect that the problem would eventually return to the most superficial origin. "More brilliant, more effective, more obscure, but in the end, it's still mental control? This answer is a little disappointing. "
Claude immediately shook his head. "No, it's different from mental control. I've personally experienced this process, and I can be sure that there is no external force distorting or remotely controlling our thoughts. It just stimulates and amplifies some of the thoughts deep in our minds, and then allows this trend to develop. Although it's not good to admit this here, but … purifying the heretic is indeed the subconscious thought of every demon hunter, including the comrades standing next to you now. If they also 'hear' the thing in my mind, they will be no different from the Council of Elders. "
Claude's words caused a slight commotion among a small number of demon hunters. Some of the less stable demon hunters looked at the demon king's legion soldiers around them awkwardly, but none of them made a sound. Lanina just said indifferently, "Everyone has a dark side in their hearts. Extracting and amplifying a specific dark side is not a clever method for us demons. It's just that the guys who tampered with the minds of the Council of Elders and the sages are more powerful. "
"You guys are quite magnanimous," White Flame murmured softly.
"In our hometown, every breathing creature in the world wants to kill us," Lanina shrugged. "We have long been used to being hostile to everyone. By a relatively low standard, you are simply model allies. At least you did fight with us. "
"Let's get back to the topic," Hao Ren said, waving his hand to interrupt the conversation between Lanina and White Flame. He looked into Claude's eyes. "So it was that 'voice', the mind-manipulating guy who influenced the Council of Elders and the sages? The current state of this tower … "
He pointed to the remains of Sage Beetholis and said, "And what happened to him now, is also because of that 'voice'?"
Only then did Claude notice Beetholis, who was not far away. He could not help but exclaim, "The Sage!"
"When we found him, he was already lying here. The way he died was very strange. His body had completely turned into smoke, and only his clothes and some ashes were left," Teuton explained. "So, what happened here?"
There was a flash of panic in Claude's eyes, as if recalling what happened in the tower still frightened him. He lowered his voice and said, "We awakened an ancient will … a powerful, incomprehensible, non-physical thing awakened in this tower, and then quickly affected everyone through the mysterious connection between the ruins in Coldpath."
"Who awakened it? Why did it awaken? What was the original form of that thing? "Hao Ren asked one question after another.
"It was the sages," Claude's answer was expected. "After Elder Hasse returned from the Ancattero territory, the sages summoned him, and they immediately had a few secret discussions. I don't know what they were discussing, but every sage was obviously nervous after that. Then the sages took out an ancient sacred artifact from the treasure vault and held a ceremony in the ceremonial hall. Things started to go wrong after that ceremony. "
Claude tried to recall what happened after the ceremony. "At that time, only the sages walked into the ceremonial hall, and the others were ordered to wait outside. There was a strange buzzing sound coming from the door, as if countless people were quarreling in the hall. Then the ceremony was over, but the sages did not leave the ceremonial hall. They ordered that they would continue to meditate in the hall for a while. That's all I can remember. What happened after that … everyone's emotions became a little strange, but no one was aware of this abnormality. The influence was subtle, and before we noticed it, it had already taken effect. "
"That is to say, at least in your memory, those sages never left the hall after they walked into it?" Hao Ren stared at Claude. "Except for the power of 'something' running out of the hall, no one or thing left there, right?"
Claude thought for a moment and nodded. "I'm sure."
"I'm afraid they had been destroyed after the ceremony, at least at the spiritual level," Vivian said, pointing to the remains of Beetholis' clothes and ashes. "Beetholis may have barely escaped, but he only lasted until this place. The message on the wall is all he could have left at that time."
Lily turned to look at the message on the wall. "According to the message, 'that thing' should still be in the ceremonial hall," she said.
"But the whole of Coldpath has been 'infected' by it. Will it still stay in the hall?" White Flame asked doubtfully.
"Because it hasn't completely escaped," Hao Ren blurted out. "Only its power leaked out of the hall. The sages probably noticed something was wrong in the second half of the ceremony, so they must have used some way to imprison the body of 'that thing' at the ceremony!"
Vivian had an instinctive distrust of the demon hunter sages. "How do you know that the sages will do this?" she asked.
Hao Ren pointed to the last words of Beetholis on the wall. "Because they don't want to let that thing out — they don't even know that it will be released!"
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