Cloud Thinking

Why did she know he was a corpse and not a living person? Because from the time Helia fell until now, there had been no movement from any other living creature in this space except her. In addition, she was the only one in the tower, and she had always been in a relatively quiet environment, was more sensitive to sounds, and with a woman's mysterious sixth sense, she almost immediately confirmed that this guy was dead.

But not sure if it will be a fake.

Moreover, Helia did not expect to meet Friday here. She thought that he must have left the Morrogan Church due to conflicts. With his ability to become an archbishop, he should be living a good life. Unexpectedly...

Forget about how you live, you can't even breathe...

She was thinking about finding some time to look for this person after she got out. After all, she was still quite curious about why Tuerhei had a falling out with Qiqi and the others. Judging from Qiqi's uncharacteristic silence when Helia mentioned Tuerhei, she felt that there was something hidden in it. She just didn't know whether it was just about Monday's incident or included something else...

Now that he's dead, I can't ask him anymore, ah...

Her current posture was a little strange, that is, her hands were on both sides of the corpse, feeling the corpse on the ground, and her long hair, which had not been taken care of for a long time, fell from her shoulders and hung on the other person's pale face, which looked like he had been dead for almost three years. Because it was red, the contrast was even stronger.

"Hey, why is there a dead person? How unlucky." Adalasi and Helia shared the same vision, and subconsciously said with disgust after seeing the corpse.

Helia rolled over and lay face up, side by side with the dead body. Her butt was still burning with pain, so she had to lift her butt and do a rough hip bridge movement. It was quite challenging.

She held the small flame in one hand and spread out the other hand on the ground, her lower abdomen was tight to keep her buttocks hanging in the air. Hearing Adalaxi's words, she wanted to say something for no reason: "Tsk, who knows, he might come back to life soon.

"When I first met you, you were still a pile of dismembered bones, dead as hell, but now you're still alive, aren't you?"

"You think he's unlucky, but he thinks we're disturbing his peace..."

"You say ten things to me! You're so talkative that you can even bring corpses back to life!" Adalaxi cursed, "I've finally discovered that you're a complete jerk. No matter what others say, you always say something against them. Sooner or later, you'll be beaten to death!"

"Even if you're beaten to death, I'll still stand by and say 'good job! You deserve it!'"

Helia: Being scolded! Great! Give me more scolding!

But nonsense aside, there was still work to do. After her butt wasn't so painful anymore, Helia got up and began to look around carefully - the room was about 5x5x8m in size, not too big or too small, and there was basically nothing decorated, it was very empty, the only important and eye-catching thing was Turhei lying in the middle.

He is both the center of the room and the center of the circular magic circle on the floor of the room.

Although the magic circle did not emit light to show that it was working, when Helia squatted down to sense it, she was suddenly bounced away. She encountered a large ball of rapidly flowing and powerful magic power, and was knocked away by its impact almost at the moment of contact. She couldn't imagine how powerful the magic circle supported by such magic power would be.

Just as Helia was about to stand up, Adalaxi suddenly said, "Wait, put your hand back and try to release some magic power."

"What, is there a problem?" Helia squatted down again and did as the other party said.

But as soon as she released a little bit of magic power, it was ruthlessly blasted back by the magic ball that was as big as Mount Tai. She was almost counterattacked by her own magic power.

"Damn! Is it so aggressive..." Helia patted her chest with lingering fear. The magic power almost flew past her face and then hit the wall and exploded, but fortunately the wall was strong and perhaps there was defensive magic, so she didn't suffer any damage.

"I understand." Adalaxi said firmly, "This magic circle and this corpse can be said to be the source of power for all the magic spells and magic circles in this tower."

"Just now I asked you to release your magic power, so I took the opportunity to sense the majestic magic power and found that its flow direction is very similar to the direction of magic power flow I sensed when I explored the compound magic circle outside the tower."

"Plus this defense mechanism that can resist everything, this must be the origin of the tower."

Helia looked at Turhei with sudden realization. Although she didn't expect to meet him here in this way, it made sense when she thought about it carefully.

It doesn't make sense that three of the four archbishops were involved in this plan, and Friday would be excluded. It turns out that he played such a role in the deification plan.

However, was he really dead or was he faking his death? If he was really dead, wouldn't it be a bit unworthy... for a plan that was completely useless to him, and before Tuerhei left, it seemed that he had a conflict with several other bishops, so was he willing to sacrifice himself or was he forced?

"In other words, this corpse and the magic circle are the roots of this tower. If I destroy the roots, can I escape?" Helia asked doubtfully.

To put it simply, there is a formation here, and the needle eye is Turhei. His power was absorbed by the tower and used as energy to maintain the operation of the magic formation.

No wonder Avril left such a clue. Without her hint, Helia would never have found this place.

So, where is this room, and how did Avril find it?

"That's a nice thought. If it's that easy, why didn't your cheap sister do it?" Adalesi said, "It's more feasible to find a way to break the compound magic circle outside than to destroy this place."

"The defense mechanism here is designed to be perfect. Even for me, it would take a lot of effort to force it open. Don't even think about it."

"But Avril pointed the clue to this place, so there must be something useful here. She wouldn't go to so much trouble just to make me drool over a piece of meat that I can't touch at all!" Helia still felt that there was room for maneuver here, otherwise Avril wouldn't let her come here.

"That's right. You should search it carefully again." Adalasi accepted Helia's statement, although he was a little disgusted by Helia's strange words. As the saying goes, the words are rough but the truth is there.

He instructed, “Especially the corpse. Feel it carefully. Who knows, you might find something important that can help you break the impasse.”

Helia turned into a search dog on the spot, lying on the ground and touching the ground inch by inch. She was so careful that she even picked up the moss in the corner and rubbed it between her fingers, which made Adalassi, who shared the same body with her, feel disgusted.

The room itself was not decorated in any special way, so Helia turned to Tuerhei. He was wearing a pure white robe, just like the one Helia had seen Qiqi wearing in her memory, which was the uniform of the Morrogan religion.

He himself has a cheerful and generous appearance, the kind of sunny and handsome guy. Now that he has become "Sleeping Beauty", there is also a unique charm in him.

"Hey, don't be a fangirl at this time, clear your mind." Seeing that Helia was staring at the face of the corpse without moving, Adalaisi thought that she was having a brain attack and wanted to do something perverted, so he immediately gave her a stern warning.

After just half a year of getting along, Adalasi had a very deep understanding of Helia. Even though He did not want such a deep understanding, due to the fact that they were both in such a difficult situation, if He did not come to be Helia's audience, who knows, this girl might go crazy or vent her anger in a way that He could not control.

"Tsk! Do you think I can swallow anything?" Helia retorted unhappily, "I just thought of something. I know this guy."

"Do you know him? Who is he?" asked Adalasi.

"The third archbishop of Morogen—Friday Turhei." Helia explained, "I have seen his face in other people's memories. I thought he had betrayed Morogen. I didn't expect to meet him here in this way..."

"Oh, it's good that he's dead. You and I are both people who cannot tolerate betrayal and scheming. Even if he's not dead and is in exile, you will definitely try your best to hunt him down." Adalassi thought he understood Helia very well, and subjectively believed that she was the same kind of person as himself.

Helia did not reply to him, but started to touch Turhei's body carefully, from his forehead to the bridge of his nose to the sides of his ears, from his hair to his neck to his chest, from his waist to his thighs to his ankles. The more she touched, the weirder his expression became, and the way he touched gave Adalasi goose bumps all over his body.

"Hey, hey, hey! I told you to search me, not to touch anything! What are you doing?" Adalasi felt very uncomfortable and warned again, and inexplicably had the strange thought "It's a good thing that I was just a pile of bones back then."

Helia licked her lips and murmured to herself: "A little bit, I want to eat..."

Adalesi:?

Adalesi:!

"What the hell is wrong with you? Eat what you want to eat! Is this thing edible? How do you want to eat it?" Adalasi cursed angrily. He really wanted to lift up this guy's skull to see what was inside!

"I just let you eat the slime cake I wanted yesterday! If you don't like it, you can just stop eating it in the future! Is it necessary to drool over a dead person now?"

Helia raised her hand and rubbed her temple. Adalaisi's complaints were too loud and harsh, and she couldn't block them out. This sometimes caused her a lot of trouble.

She didn't know why this guy would associate it with the word "eat". Although the "eat" that Helia said was similar, in her heart, no matter whether it was a person, an object, or something else, as long as it contained the power she needed, then the outer packaging was not important. After all, she ate just to consume the power contained in them. It was just that sometimes the outer packaging would make others unacceptable.

But Helia adheres to the methodology of "seeing the essence through the phenomenon" and insists on ignoring the outer packaging of the "food" before eating, only to pursue the purest, most original and most essential part...

She had tasted the power of Monday mixed with the souls of monsters, which was the power of the false god Osinoto. Monday also mentioned that his and Turhei's powers came from the gods they worshipped, which meant that Turhei, who was also a believer of Osinoto, also had the delicious power that Helia could not forget after eating.

So she wanted it, she was greedy.

Helia reached out and touched Turhei's face. The delicate and smooth touch made her even more satisfied with this "delicacy". But when her fingers slid to the other's forehead, she seemed to feel some strange movements that puzzled her, and asked in confusion:

"If a person dies, the sea of ​​consciousness should collapse, right?"

Adalaisi was unable to stop Helia, and even he himself was afraid of the power that could devour everything. Seeing Helia stop and ask questions, he wanted to take this opportunity to persuade her a little more: "If a person dies, his consciousness will of course dissipate. If there is no consciousness, let alone the sea of ​​consciousness."

Helia's brows furrowed more and more, and she tapped Turhei's forehead with her finger, and said slowly: "Then why is the consciousness of this dead man churning..."

"What?" Adalasi only had time to utter a sound of doubt and surprise. The next moment, he lost his vision, everything in front of him became pitch black, and the noisy voice stopped abruptly.

Helia's consciousness was taken away, her body softened, and she fell directly on Turhei's body. Her fiery red hair spread out and fell on the pale corpse. The warmth and coldness overlapped together, giving people a strange beauty.