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Chapter 245 Started
Didn't they say that today's operation would only be carried out by the four of us?
Why did this adult come here?
A sense of confusion arose in her heart, as if something wanted to break free and emerged in her mind.
But it was useless. Even though it was an extremely thin thread, it was impossible to cut off the strange connection.
it hurts.
My head is itchy. Is something brewing?
She felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
So disgusting, want to vomit.
What is what?
what exactly is it?
Caesar stood beside her and watched her.
He didn't know that the woman in front of him had connected him with someone in the Black Death Cult, which led to his current state.
The silk thread extended from Caesar's hand connected the two ends.
On one side was his own image, and on the other was the image in the mind of the woman in front of him.
It is because of this connection that he can ask questions here.
But what made him feel strange was that he clearly felt that the woman's mind had connected to something.
But I just couldn't sense what was on the other end, it just felt like it was connected to air.
But Caesar knew that this was his illusion.
I have already connected the image of the person in her mind with my own image, and I just need to extract that image.
That must be the person.
The so-called, legendary "Black Finger", the leader of the Black Death Cult.
Caesar had been curious about him for a long time.
I have always heard of his legend, but have never seen that person.
What does he look like?
What kind of special magic does he have that can make everyone who has seen him forget his face, his figure, and his name?
Can he erase his own memory as well?
With such doubts, Caesar used that ability to extract the information.
This is a collision between Caesar's legendary ability and the leader of the Black Death Cult.
"Ugh—" The woman in front of him groaned in pain, and something was grabbed out by Caesar.
It was a trace of memory, the memory of the woman in front of him.
"Hey?"
As those memories were absorbed by Caesar and played in his mind, he saw a rather strange scene.
In the picture, this woman is giving a report to someone.
She said something in that direction, staring straight at that place with admiration in her eyes.
But Caesar looked in that direction and saw nothing.
Is she talking to the air?
impossible? !
There was absolutely nothing there.
Logically speaking, this is something that Caesar extracted using his ability.
It was what I found in her mind based on my ability just now.
There must be a specific impression. Otherwise, how can I replace my impression in her mind?
But it is what it is.
The extracted impression contains nothing.
"..." Caesar became more and more interested.
"Forget it." He stopped outputting his abilities and waved his hand, signaling the woman to leave.
In the latter's eyes, Caesar was still the figure of that adult, and she behaved quite respectfully and left from here.
She would then go on to set up the formation in this huge underground space.
Caesar looked at the watch on his hand and realized that the time was almost up.
They will activate the formation at midnight to create a maze.
How to do it specifically?
Caesar stood in the air, overlooking the Black Death Cultists taking action below.
Is it enough to just rely on this formation?
As the magic circle was set up, the time was almost up.
Four epic leaders of the Black Death Cult walked to the four sides of the magic circle.
There are the four most important magic nodes of this magic circle.
They looked at each other, and channeled the magic power in their hands into the magic circle. The entire huge magic circle glowed slightly.
Someone was holding a potion bottle containing some strange grey liquid, and was slowly pouring the contents into the groove on the ground.
There was a very disgusting aura of undead spirits emanating, and strange shadows appeared.
"..."
The silent souls of the dead appeared above the magic circle.
Each of their dead souls exudes an air of unwillingness and resentment.
Caesar knew what these things were.
They were all souls who died tragically. Their souls were collected by the Black Death Cult and used in this ceremony.
He couldn't help frowning.
The stench of necromancy.
These ghosts seemed to be confused about the situation and looked at where they were in bewilderment.
But they had no time to react.
They are all dead things, and have lost their consciousness as they did in life. They are just residual souls imitating their actions in life.
With the influx of the magic power of the four people, these already broken souls were completely crushed, leaving only the purest resentment.
"The most painful memory is the ruthless burning of past glory by fire..."
Hundreds of cultists began to chant.
With these grievances as the trigger, a strange scene appeared here.
That is......
A memory from the past?
There is a huge castle, flowers and applause.
The dragon slayer killed the evil dragon, gained the king's recognition, and married the princess.
As the king grew older, he naturally inherited the throne.
But the hero himself was just an ordinary person, and he didn't know how to govern the kingdom.
At the beginning, everything was fine. Because his nature was quite pure and kind, the whole country lived happily under his governance.
But the most difficult thing for people is to keep their original intentions unchanged.
As some people instigated the former brave man, he gradually lost his original heart and became greedy and cruel.
He was extremely licentious and even treated his ex-wife like a piece of trash.
The people were suffering terribly under the high taxes and their lives were in dire straits.
The final outcome is that a new brave man stepped forward and slew the former brave man with his sword.
The entire castle was burned down by a huge fire.
Because the people living in the castle were considered to be accomplices of the king, when the fire was set, the residents locked the gate with iron chains, and everyone in the castle was burned to death.
Is it an image from the past?
Caesar carefully discerned these new illusions.
The clothes they wore were from long ago, and the king's clothes even had many golden leaf patterns on them.
This is a pattern left over from when the elves were the overlords of the continent.
This pattern was considered a symbol of identity by humans at that time.
Although everyone wanted to kill the elves at that time, after they were defeated, quite a number of people came out to acknowledge that they were the legitimate rulers who inherited the elves' status and should enjoy the same status as the elves at that time.
Many people vied to imitate the clothing of the elves at that time, and claimed that they had inherited all the wisdom of the elves.
It's really a strange phenomenon.