For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King

   Chapter 92 Crazy Box

"I?"

  Crowfeather Prophet also pointed to himself when he heard the words, his face full of doubts.

   He didn't know where he was singing.

   "Yes, it's you."

  William nodded and replied, the expression on his face did not seem to be joking.

   "But how could I possibly do it?"

   the Ravenfeather Prophet asked.

  Arakkoa is a race with a high affinity for shadow magic. It can be said that every arakkoa has the potential to become a master of stealth. In fact, his own stealth ability is indeed very strong.

   But this does not mean that he has the ability to directly sneak into the sealing room under the star lighthouse, and struttingly steal the soul fragments in front of the two master-level peak magic casters.

   Especially under the lighthouse of the Viper constellation, which symbolizes the three magics of transformation, metal and shadow.

   "I have some methods that can help you better sneak into the shadows, at least you can sneak into the sealed chamber without anyone finding out, and that's enough."

   William replied.

   "Lord Judge, even if I can sneak in and get out of my body. But my lord's soul fragment itself is the seal to suppress the madness box, and removing it will directly release the madness of the demon general."

   Crowfeather Prophet reminded.

   The "manic" mad box that seals the possessed general is integrated with this star beacon. The soul fragment of the father of crows provides the suppression on the grid, and the star beacon is responsible for the continuous supply of magic for the seal.

   And once the soul fragments are taken off…

   "Has the seal of Crazy Box ever been removed over the years?"

   asked William.

   "How is this possible, the closest one was fifteen years ago. The crows hit the seal room all the way, but they were finally stopped by the tower guards."

  Crowfeather Prophet said with a sad expression on his face.

  The crows can be connected through the dream spirit of the father of the crows on the night of the rainstorm, and even the deceased can leave their own memories in that dream. And the tragic memory of that failed operation, because it was too deep, often surfaced in that dream, like a long-ranging alarm bell.

   "In other words, no one actually knows what will happen if the seal is removed, right?"

   William continued to ask.

   "But after the seal is lifted, no matter what the situation is, the final result will be that the demon general's mania will be completely released."

   The Prophet Crowfeather replied inexplicably.

   Would that make a big difference?

   "No, the difference will be huge... In short, let's prepare for your infiltration into the Star Lighthouse Seal Room."

  William said and stood up.

   After seeing that the other party was really not joking, the Prophet Crowfeather asked in a panic:

   "No offense, but Lord Judge, but if I'm going to steal soul fragments, what are you going to do?"

"I?"

  William took out from his pocket a letter printed with the City of Thorns flame paint, and Vincent's signature was written on the envelope.

   "Of course, as the special envoy of the City of Thorns, I was invited to meet the guardian of this star lighthouse."

  …

   Another cycle of magic power collapsed and dissipated in the star-gazing room, and the fiery red-haired tower guard stood up impatiently.

  Why is it always like this?

  Once the magic power you are trying to control breaks through to the level of God’s Domain, it will inevitably be disrupted by the momentary distractions in your mind, and then the entire magic formula will collapse instantly like a building block that has been pulled away from the foundation.

   This is just the most basic magic cycle.

   If this training effect can only be achieved in the Star Beacon, then she will never want to touch the threshold of the Divine Realm in her life.

   After a while, the anxiety dissipated, and the fiery red-haired tower guard calmed down again.

   Thinking about it carefully, it doesn’t seem like the spiritual power can touch the threshold of God’s Domain.

   After waiting for a month, her tenure as the guardian of the Star Lighthouse will expire, and it is estimated that she will never have the opportunity to touch the magic power of the God's Domain again in her life.

   Looking at the entire Riel Empire, in addition to the families sitting at the top of the Star Council, how many people can obtain the authority of the Divine Realm under the laws of the stars?

   Anyway, there is no way she could be in it.

   As she was leaning against the window, thinking about something that seemed to be very far away for her, the door of the star-gazing room opened, and the previous attendant mage hurried in.

   "Sir, City of Thorns..."

   "Didn't I say before that all letters from the City of Thorns will be burned directly..."

   After her thoughts were interrupted, she turned her head a little unhappily, but found that in addition to the previous attendant mage, there was another person standing at the door.

   A man of vicissitudes in a heavy leather coat and holding a lead spell in his hand.

   For a moment, the strong magic power in the entire star-gazing room seemed to jump up, but it seemed like an illusion, and the jumping magic power fell silent again in an instant.

   In the star-gazing room, the entire star beacon is part of her perception. In theory, anyone's strength can be tested and understood the moment they step into the tower.

   But when the attendant Mage entered the door, she didn't even feel the man behind him.

   "Sir, he is a special envoy sent by the City of Thorns, and he has a letter signed by Vincent in his hand..."

   said the attendant mage.

   However, the tower guard didn't even look at the attendant mage. She kept staring at the gray-haired man without turning her eyes away.

   "I understand, you go down first."

   The tower guard waved his hand and said.

   The attendant mage looked at the tower guard whose expression was suddenly so serious, and then looked back at the man dressed in nothing special, and bowed out in a puzzled manner.

   "What's your name, please?"

   The tower guard asked carefully, even with honorifics in his tone.

   If even she can't judge the strength level of the other party, it means that the other party is at least the same level as you, and may even be higher than yourself.

   But she had never heard of the city of thorns and a legendary magic caster, a strong man who couldn't figure out where he came from, so she couldn't be careless.

   "The envoy of the City of Thorns."

   The man replied, and then sighed:

   "I didn't expect the guardian of this star lighthouse to be so young before, what's your name?"

   The other party is also very polite.

   Layman? Are you still acting stupid?

  The tower guard thought.

   His two sentences just now exposed at least two common-sense misunderstandings about the star lighthouse.

   First, most of the star lighthouses are used to cultivate talents from various members of the House of Representatives. Like the Mokezuo Lighthouse in the City of Thorns, it is a rare thing that the old guy who is unwilling to break through to the legend has always been controlled. Second, during the term of office, tower guards cannot call themselves by their own names.

   "The Tower Keeper of Viper."

   She answered warily, then asked:

   "Then may I ask, Your Excellency Special Envoy, why are you here this time?"

   "Of course I came here to confirm whether I have received the previous letter from the Rose Palace. Vincent is worried that those letters will be accidentally burned by your subordinates."

   When the other party said the words "accidentally", he deliberately accentuated his tone, and took out a letter from his pocket while speaking.

   "He specifically told me that I must hand this letter into your hands, and I promise you will read it."

   Come and put pressure on me?

  The tower guard thought.

   So this is the confidence that Vincent dares to ascend, a magic caster of the least legendary middle level.

   "Not interested, I have enough things here."

   But to this, she answered very coldly.

  The term of office is only one month, and she really doesn't want to get into trouble again.

   The other party seemed to know that he would answer like this:

   "I know that you have no interest in that moon worship organization called the Gift Sect. But the interesting thing is that they are very interested in you. To be precise, they are very interested in one of your things."

"what?"

   she asked immediately.

   Because of some bad associations, her tone became very serious.

   "Crazy Box, we have received information that they want to break the seal of the Crazy Box."

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