The witch probably did not expect Mo Qiong to suddenly have a heart-to-heart talk with her …
After coaxing and pestering, she really told Mo Qiong her story.
Yes, she was a very tragic person. She was oppressed by the dark and cruel times until she awakened her spiritual power. In the end, she became a powerful witch in the Northern Kingdoms.
However, Mo Qiong was not interested in her story. He silently memorized the information about her world and asked her to send him an image.
"Oh, your civilization is so backward and barbaric. I really want to see it. You said you have a little apprentice? What does she look like? "Mo Qiong asked.
The two of them were chatting happily. The witch sent some images from her memories to Mo Qiong, including the local customs of her continent. She was already her little apprentice.
"She didn't learn from me for long before I came here. Ten years have passed. Without my guidance, she has already missed the best age to become an official witch. It's a pity that her talent is gone." The witch said.
With the image sent by the witch, Mo Qiong finally had first-hand information about a different world.
A world that could be locked onto, and a girl that could be designated to 'call'.
The two of them tortured each other for five hours, and Mo Qiong also listened to the witch's story for five hours.
That was the end of today's training. Mo Qiong promised her that he would come again the next day, so he left.
After that, Coco did a psychological test on Mo Qiong and confirmed that he did not have any mental illness.
"You seemed to have chatted with her?" Coco asked.
Mo Qiong said, "We were just chatting. I found out that she had experienced all the sorrows of life. Her family died one after another, her friends and loved ones all left … She was imprisoned in a dark dungeon and tortured. Her body was burned by fire … Finally, she found a successor, but she did not teach him for long before he transmigrated and was separated forever. Her heart was already twisted, and now she has to become a D-class personnel forever … She has experienced all kinds of despair. "
"The Secret Art of Pain she created is a technique that can quickly strengthen one's mind in pain, sorrow, and despair. Mental torture is just the foundation of it. What really made her so strong at such a young age was the stimulation brought by the death of her family and loved ones. Her secret art will grow explosively under such stimulation. "
Coco shook her head and said, "But we don't want that kind of power."
"Nonsense, the mental torture is already very effective. I feel that my mental energy has become slightly stronger," Mo Qiong said.
"If that's the case, you'll be able to reach 1,000 points in two years." Coco smiled.
Mo Qiong nodded and said, "Then I'll go back and rest first."
After returning to his residence, Mo Qiong found the Void Island and dived into the pond.
Reaching 1,000 points in two years? It was too slow, and this was only for spiritual strength. The training of resistance and control would only be even slower.
"This method is indeed very effective and suits me very well. And this is only 20% of the effect. "
"In her world, it can be four times faster, which means … four to five months. This is not even taking into account the special things in her world."
Mo Qiong walked into his villa on the island. He closed his eyes and connected with the little girl mentally. The little witch's apprentice.
He wanted to experience the strongest effect of the Pain Secret Technique before it was revised.
…
In the world of origin of the witches, there was a territory at the border of the northern kingdoms.
The houses here were dilapidated and on the verge of collapse in the cold wind.
However, not far away, one could vaguely see the shadow of a tall building. It was a church that stood tall.
The craftsmanship was exquisite and beautiful, and it occupied a large area. It was located at the center of the eight surrounding villages.
Near the cemetery behind the church, there was a square surrounded by a courtyard. This was the place where all 'evil' demons and heretics would tremble in fear.
A cross had already been erected in the square, and there was a pile of firewood below it. The villagers of the nearby villages, who rarely had to work, all gathered here.
"Bring the witch here," a priest wearing a thick robe said.
"Yes …"
Soon, an odd-job servant who worked in the dungeon ran to the dungeon. He came to a damp, rancid, and cold cell that reeked of blood. He untied a young girl who was hung up and dripping with blood.
"Plop!" A strange, smooth, flat cube that was more beautiful than crystal slid down from the girl's tattered clothes and smashed into the servant's head.
"Ouch!"
The servant was startled. What was that?
He looked down, pushed the girl away, and sat on the ground in shock.
He saw the flat cube that fell down, and the smooth side that was smoother than a mirror lit up, revealing a beautiful scene.
"Ah ah ah!" The servant looked at the scene in horror.
It was a big wave that was several meters high, as if it was going to swallow everything. And there was a little person standing on top of it, who seemed to be standing on a board in the wave.
"She put the sea in a box? What an evil witch! "The servant got up in horror and wanted to tell the priest about it.
However, at this moment, a man's voice sounded: "I see you, please come and pick up the phone."
"Ah?" The servant was frightened again and looked at the source of the voice, the smooth little box.
"Who's talking? Are you in this? "
The man's voice was silent for a moment, and then he said: "A man? Do you know Hina? "
The servant was shocked. Hina was the girl's name. The monster in the box really knew witches. Ah! Was it a demon?
A demon trapped in a box, wasn't this the evil thing that was often heard in witches' legends?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, and then his eyes were extremely frightened. He didn't expect that he would talk to a demon!
"You don't know? Forget it, anyone can do it, as long as it's a human. Let's make a deal, you come and take the phone, this is a good thing, you take it with you and do as I say, whether it's wealth or power, I can give it to you. "The man's voice said.
The servant suddenly stood up, and while retreating out of the cell, he shouted: "Don't think about it! Don't think that I will help you release it, even if you give me a hundred black bread, I won't be tempted! You demon! I'll go and tell the priest, the glory of God will destroy you! "
"…" The smooth box fell into silence.
After a while, it said: "Do you have any misunderstanding? I'm not a demon, I'm … Say, your eyes are only a hundred black bread? It seems that you are a poor man, it's too dark here, help me up, and this gold is yours. "
With that, the servant was surprised to see that a small piece of gold really appeared on the phone out of thin air!
"God, it's gold … You are indeed a demon, I … No! I can't take it! I'll go to hell! Hmph! Demons like the dark! You can stay in that box forever! "The servant shouted, then turned and ran.
The man seemed to have heard the servant's hurried footsteps and couldn't help but shout: "Wait a minute! Let's talk again! Hey! Hey? Hey! Take the phone away! "
"Damn! Where is this? Why is it so dark? It seems to be a dungeon? "
The one talking on the phone was naturally Mo Qiong, his spiritual power first connected to the little apprentice Hina that the witch once picked up.
He didn't know what was wrong with Hina, even though he connected, there was no response, probably she was in a deep coma.
So he took a step back and chose plan B, which was to throw the phone with the low-dimensional Eli.
Through his spiritual power to control the body of the low-dimensional person, he could control all the functions of the phone. Although there was no signal, the speaker, receiver, camera and other functions were enough.
No matter who it was, as long as he saw a person, Mo Qiong could immediately connect to them through his spiritual power.
But what made him even more speechless was that it was pitch black and dim, even if the light was blessed, he still couldn't see anyone.
Later, he waited for a person, but because the phone fell on the ground, the camera was turned up, and that person was outside the camera's range, so he still couldn't see him.
Not only that, the other party also regarded him as a demon, didn't even get close, and ran away after saying a few words.
"Seems like he went to call for someone?"
"Well, no matter who comes, as long as I see his face …"
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