Chapter 387： Real war cloud

Although Gao Wen believes that he is a satellite expert who has come across, he has sufficient knowledge and tolerance. However, every time he encounters something related to Tyre, he still can’t help but produce “Mom Chicken. How can this happen in the world? The feeling of the wonderful species is like now, watching the Miss Haier who is stunned in the water pool with a big eye and a small eye, he is particularly entangled in whether he should first pass a sanhek or first Go back to the blood.

Because Tyre has been putting treatment to hang the prisoner's life.

As for the case of Amber's mentioning that Tyre's tentacles have a spiritual inspiration effect, Gao Wen did not feel that he thought it would be similar to the principle that he could immune the spirit of the gods. The world has many forces that interfere with human consciousness. Nothing works.

"Now... let's say hello to the guests," Gao Wen's eyes twitched and watched Tyre for a long time before finally turning his attention away from the Bohai Witch and seeing the tie that was tied by the tentacles. It seems that there are only the last few prisoners. "What is your name? What identity? What is the purpose?"

Clemente looked up hard. When he saw Gao Wen, he realized what happened, and the terrible creature that tied himself to dispel all his life-saving ideas, but this does not mean He will cooperate honestly: "Nothing... telling..."

Amber waited for the old man's words, and immediately came up from the side: "He called Clement but disguised as a royal master called Duke."

"Duke..." Gao Wen did not know the specific personnel of Francis II who made the border this time, but with a little association, he guessed that the pretender might have been lurking beside the dead king. His expression was subtle. Get up, "So, your mission is to kill the king? You and the forces behind you will destroy this peace talk?"

Clement closed his eyes and made a gesture that he was not ready to answer, while the other side of Solderin came to Gao Wen and whispered a few words.

"You pretend to be a mage, but it is actually a druid," Gao Wen said, looking at Clemente. "I think I know who you are, the madman who will die all the time. It's right." ”

Clement finally answered it once: "As you say, you can't understand our great cause."

"This is actually the case," Gao Wen nodded. "I didn't intend to understand your career from the very beginning. I just want you to disappear. Clay...Menter? You are doing this one time." The handwriting is indeed beyond my expectations. I admit that I underestimated you. I always thought that you were just a rat who was ignited in the dark corner, but I didn’t expect you to dare to make waves on such a big thing... Let me boldly assume that since You can go to the border to assassinate the king. It must be inside the kingdom. Do you have to act?"

Clement was just sneer, and there was no answer at all.

This makes Gao Wen somewhat difficult: he knows that this old man who is not astonishing is not necessarily true. The afterthoughts of all things are good at changing the body shape. I am afraid that everything will die. High-ranking members, this high-ranking cult is not only powerful, but also extraordinary in mind. Ordinary interrogation methods have no effect on these people. Even if they involve spiritual spells, they may not break through them. Mind defense.

If this is a permanent sleeper, Gao Wen can still find a way to get into the other's mind, but this is a fallen druid, the situation makes people feel unable to start.

But just as Gao Wen was tangled, Tyre in the pool suddenly broke his silence: "Maybe... I can let him cooperate."

Gao Wen's eyebrows rose slightly: "Oh?"

"But this means is one-off," Tyre spreads and some of the free tentacles are spread out. "At least according to the tests we did on those who claim to be the 'children of the storm', this method can only be used once. Then the person is dead."

"...you monster!" Clemente heard Tyre's words and finally got some touch. He struggled and yelled, "What do you want to do?"

"You shouldn't be qualified to say that others are monsters," Gao Wen glanced at Clement, then thought about it for a moment, and finally made up his mind, "Til, handed it to you."

Although Gao Wen is trying to establish a controllable force from inside the sleeper, he knows that for most mad and extremely fanatical cults, saving and fighting are meaningless attempts, especially for Clement. This kind of thing will be a believer, the only way to deal with it is to let Til try her "one-off means."

Gavin’s inspiration, Tyre’s lower body of the Sea Devil immediately split a few new tiny tentacles and spread to Clement, and the cult realized finally that the danger was coming and began to be more intense. Struggling with the ground, but all his struggles are against the tentacles that have been tightly bound, and floating with strange verses. After only a few breaths, the new, tiny tentacles have spread to him. Near the neck...

But at this moment, the amber standing next to Gao Wen suddenly cried: "Wait a minute!"

Tyre stopped the action inexplicably, and Gao Wen turned to look at the amber: "What's wrong?"

Amber seems to be quite entangled, but in the end it is a step forward, looking up at Tyre: "I also have questions to ask him... Can you let this person stick to it for a while?"

"Yes," Tyre nodded. "Before your inquiry ends, he will live."

Gao Wen glanced at the amber curiously, then looked at Tyre: "Good, then let's get started."

Clement struggled with all his strength and seemed to be on the verge of despair, but even so, he was still screaming loudly, and the sound was loud and surprising: "You will have to pay the price one day! You even It doesn't deserve to be a meal of God! You only have to be the residue of His spurn after God's meal! I won't give in! I won't give in!!"

In this curse, a few smoky lavender magic halos, smooth and cold tentacles began to spread up along Clement's neck, and drilled a little bit into the latter's ears, sticking to the latter's scalp Unimaginable fear and mental pressure caught Clement's heart, and there seemed to be an endless illusion in his mind. The illusory waves echoed in his ears, hidden in the layers of waves. Countless indescribable low whispers, in those maddening voices, he recalled the end of all the endless storms of the terrible legends of the deep sea, the dark sea of ​​chaos, the palace of the Lord of the Storm, the banquet of the sea devil and the sea monsters. field……

The eyes of this dying devotee are the bosses. At the last moment of this self-consciousness, he suddenly retreats. He feels that he has seen a more tragic and horrible scene than death. The scene makes him want to give in, but he There is no chance.

The tentacles have penetrated into his ear, scalp, and even the eyes, and the brains of all the dead have lost the ability to think freely.

Tyre looked down at Clement, who finally calmed down, and shook his head: "I don't know what your gods love to eat, but your gods should be delicious."

Even Gao Wen felt that what happened in front of him made him goose bumps. He looked at Clement's strange state at the moment and Tyre's creepy tentacles, and couldn't help but pick it up: "You can't let this The scene is a little... gentle?"

Tyre thought for a moment: "I can turn the tentacles into pink."

"Still forever..." Gao Wen quickly waved his hand and then looked at Clement. "Can I ask him now?"

“Always,” Thiel nodded slightly. “But the words are as accurate as possible, so the answer is more efficient.”

Gao Wen snorted and came to Clement: "Is Francis II really dead?"

The skin on Clement's face shook, and a low, hoarse voice came from his throat: "I personally... killed him..."

Gao Wen continued to ask: "Prince Edmund is your accomplice? Is he controlled by the death of all things?"

"Edmund... Moen... needs the throne of Ansu, he is the mortal of all things... the collaborators..."

"Collaborators, not who controls who..." Gao Wen frowned, and the exact news of getting Prince Edmund's uncle from Clement was surprising, but he was more puzzled when he was surprised. "What does Edmund want to do? Just for the throne?"

This is the part of what he most wants to understand. Francis II is old. Prince Edmund is the first heir to the throne. The talented prince does not have to take such an extreme step. Why does he have to be in Francis II? After making the border negotiations, I made this kind of shocking move, and even went to cooperate with the cultists of the event. !

Probably the problem was slightly complicated this time. Clement replied slowly after hesitating for a few seconds: "... Edmund... not only wants to be the king of the second dynasty... he wants... The glory of the first dynasty, wanting... Ansu is flourishing, what he wants is... the real kingship."

Clement whispered a few more words, and then a strange smile appeared on his face: "Innocent and stupid chess pieces..."

This must be the true evaluation of Prince Edmund by this eternal life.

When I heard Clement's answer, not only did Gao Wen's face show a thoughtful look, but even the nearby Solderlin thought of many things in a flash.

"The real kingship..." The high-level Ranger brows up. He looks at Gao Wen's eyes. "So he has to do these things after he leaves the kingdom!!"

Gao Wen just sighed and thought of one thing.

He immediately asked: "Is Silas? Loren is not an insider?!"

"Selas? Loren... loyal to... Edmund Moen..."

Sure enough!

Silas Loren’s allegiance is not the king! But Edmund! but why?

Perhaps... The Duke of the East is actually "Moen", is the real Ansu kingship, not the royal family under the support of the Northern family?

Gao Wen based on the logic that a great aristocrat of this era might have inferred the position of Silas Loren. After a long time of contemplation, he suddenly asked a new question: "Is the peace agreement on the border signed?"

"Signed..."

Upon hearing this crucial answer, Gao Wen took a slight breath and asked the last decisive question after a few seconds of indulgence: "Will the Emperor of Tifeng... Is there anyone else?"

Clement's face shook a little and squeezed a word out of his throat: "...Yes."

"I understand..." All the doubts have been answered. All the mysteries seem to be solved. Gao Wen has always felt the cloud of war hanging over the top of Ansu, but now he finally sees this cloud. The truth, "Edmund, and you, what you want is not the war between Tifeng and Ansu... What you want is the second Ansu civil war!!"