"Devil, dead?" Marcus froze at Glenn''s words. He had just thought in his mind of countless possibilities of his own headache, but he did not expect that his suffering was due to the death of the devil. Subconsciously, he believed Cui Wang''s statement, which led to another question: "why do I have a headache when the devil is dead?"


    According to the common sense, after the death of the devil, the original owner of wisdom, what he left behind became a total ownerless thing. Since it is an ownerless thing, then Marcus, the original owner of the thief can''t do anything at that time, naturally has it. There is no reason why the devil can use the stolen wisdom while he is alive, and be harmed by the devil when he is dead. It doesn''t make sense logically.


    But behind the door called magic, a lot of things run counter to common sense. Atwood shakes his antlers and shakes off a few leaves. "That''s the truth. How you got this wisdom from the devil, we don''t know. But what we know is that your soul is not enough to carry this wisdom. And that''s where your headache is. Your pain doesn''t come from within your head. It''s your soul that''s warning you about overload


    "Warning?" Marcus was confused by the word, so. He wanted to scratch his chin to ease the confusion, which was his childhood habit, but when he touched the bottom of his face, he remembered that he was a mushroom, which normally had no chin.


    The king''s impoliteness did not attract the other two people''s attention. The king''s body shuttled back and forth between the branches and leaves, as if only in this way could he calm down as much as possible. "Yes, it was the warning. The mystery of the soul is more difficult than magic knowledge. Even Atwood and I can''t fully understand the process of your illness. But to be sure, the devil''s wisdom is now slowly and irresistible into your soul. This integration is different from what you have held and used before. It will destroy the harmony of your soul. Headache is only the first manifestation of this destruction. "


    "And what will it do in the end?" Marcus looked up and tried to catch up with Glen, but in vain. The speed of the latter has exceeded the visual threshold. But Marcus didn''t really want to see the king''s posture. He just wanted to let the other party tell him what he wanted to know quickly.


    "It''s hard to say." The words of the green wand drew the king''s hand away from the branches above and turned to the hairy creature. The old elf shook the stick in his hand and tried to think. However, all his expressions were covered with thick hair, making it difficult to recognize. "According to my guess, the most likely results are two kinds of results."


    "First of all, your soul is not enough to support this foreign object. It can be damaged or even damaged. And you, then, will become a state of physical and mental asynchrony, in human terms, you will become an idiot. Or worse, your body is still alive, but your will has dissipated, your body becomes a cage, and your broken soul is imprisoned in it, and even death becomes a luxury


    "The second possibility is that your soul is stronger than we predicted. It can accept the wisdom of the devil and even turn it into a part of itself through running in. Of course, it may lose some things, and you will lose some memory and the wisdom you get will be incomplete. But this is the best ending. It''s just


    "Just what?" The mushroom''s face has no blood vessels, so no one knows how ugly Marcus looked when he said this. But from his trembling voice, the intense fear has firmly grasped his spine, cold crawling down the bone marrow to the brain. The first possibility put forward by the old elf is absolutely unacceptable to him, so he can only put his hope on the second one. Marcus wanted to know what else he might face in addition to the risk of losing his memory.


    "It''s just that the soul changes very slowly. You know, this may be the difference between the devil and the devil. Those who come from the abyss can easily change the appearance of their souls. But we can''t, which means we can''t be sure how long it will take you to complete this integration. Maybe it''s a few days, maybe a few years, maybe, until the end of your life, this change is not complete. " Atwood said in a tone of helplessness, because if Marcus wanted to believe in the second possibility, his headache would not need to be treated or cured.


    "This..." In fact, this is the green stick''s worry. In a few days, Marcus has been greatly changed by this severe headache. Let alone spend the rest of his life in this pain. Even if the old elf clearly told him that he only needed to endure another year, he was afraid that the king''s hand would go mad.


    "There is another possibility." "If we can use other methods to guide your soul, speed up the progress of this integration, and protect it from the side, then you have a great possibility of getting the devil''s legacy completely. But do you really want this legacy? "


    "What do you mean by that?" Marcus is confused by Glen. Of course, he wants the devil''s wisdom. If he doesn''t have this extraordinary thinking ability, what kind of man is Marcus? But since the other side is the ruler of this space, the king''s hand has not been impulsive enough to directly contradict each other. He uses a specious question to cover up his dissatisfaction.Sure enough, King Cui didn''t recognize the meaning of questioning in the words. He took it as an ordinary question. So the existence hiding behind the leaves patiently explained, "the devil''s things, after all, are not human beings can use at will. If you choose to accept, it''s like living with the devil. We are not sure that the devil you trade with is really dead. If he doesn''t die, you are giving your soul to each other for nothing. And even if he does die, the devil''s wisdom also contains their ideas, and you are likely to gradually assimilate with them, and eventually, the dead devil will be reborn in you


    Marcus was silent. He was weighing the price he was going to pay and the reward he would get. The mushroom man''s body trembled with tension, apparently in a fierce collision of ideas. This puzzled Glen in the treetop. He turned his eyes to Atwood and said in words only they could understand. "Why would he rather be a devil than give up something that didn''t belong to him? Is it greed? "


    "There is no denying that the factors you mentioned are one of the key factors." The green stick nodded and replied in the same language, "but I don''t think it''s applicable to him. You know, if a person''s heart is full of desire, what kind of posture will he appear in the dream? As we can see, this man named Marcus does not. Besides greed, I think the reason why he felt difficult to choose was out of responsibility. In his kingdom, he has to shoulder a great responsibility, which makes him unable to let go of the devil''s power. "


    "Responsibility?" King Cui seems to be tilting his head, as if thinking about the meaning of the word. Then some are not sure, "he doesn''t have to be responsible for his country, he''s not their king."


    "No, he is not. But he is loyal to the king. Even if the king is dead, he can''t allow himself to retreat. " Atwood said, taking a look at the human beings he brought with him, with a little regret in his eyes. "Maybe that''s why there are so few people in this world. They like to tie themselves up too much."


    "Like the other human you brought? It''s the first time I''ve seen a guy who''s just turned into a rock after entering this world. " Glen said cheerfully.


    "Well, in fact, I thought he was going to turn into iron."


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