NOVPUBThe corridor was winding and undulating, with only the dim light of the curse marks on the walls providing basic illumination.
The corridors of the fifth basement level seemed endless. The shadows of a group of people swept across the walls, only to vanish in an instant.
With Antanas leading the way and as the jailer possessing the map, they had already embarked on the best route the moment they started.
Not until the group exhaustedly rushed to the exit teleportation hall did Hyperion finally relax and gently put the Great Love Poet back on the ground.
She had not dared to let go of the Poet for fear that he would fall again.
Meanwhile, Antanas ran into the safety zone and stopped doing anything. She felt there was not much she needed to do anymore.
Such inexplicable self-confidence.
She thought that when they went down to the sixth level and met with Truth Pullane, she might have to accompany the new king into the cell to serve as a guard.
"Finally, I arrived at this place."
Standng calmly in the teleportation hall, Sinola said to Antanas, her face showing a sense of relief after a catastrophe.
Sinola was not only afraid of her own phantom, but even more afraid of the phantom of the new king. She dared not imagine how unsolvable the phantom of the new king would be. Maybe she would be annihilated at the first encounter.
She looked ahead.
A deep purple mirror with a glimmer of light, the Void Teleport Gate, stood at the end of the stairs in the teleportation hall.
The teleportation gate did not have a danger warning, indicating that the space on the sixth level was relatively stable.
But none of this mattered to her before. Because she did not have the authority to pass through the Void Teleport Gate.
Now, as an official member of the Protoss Empire, she could walk out with dignity, feeling a strong sense of relief.
However, Sinola didn’t know why the new king had been silent since arriving here.
The king must be deep in thought.
Although Herram Prison had been deciphered by the new king layer by layer, he certainly wouldn’t take it lightly, and surely he didn’t look down upon this prison that much.
After all, in addition to the wardens of each individual level, the troublesome warden of the prison, Bacas, was the most difficult obstacle to overcome. They could not reveal any flaws to the warden before leaving the Herram Prison.
After a long time.
"..."
The Great Love Poet came back to his senses. Clearly, while Hyperion was carrying him, he had fully utilized the time and had spoken a lot with Warden Bacas of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy.
At present, his attention was returned to Herram Prison.
"Can you tell me something about Pullane?"
The Great Love Poet turned to Sinola and asked.
Before going to the final sixth level, Lanci decided to ask law breaker Sinola about Truth Pullane first.
Because the last level was confirmed to be Great Demon Clan’s Truth Pullane, and Lanci had heard from Hyperion of the Bingxue Witch’s intelligence - the one who was most familiar with Truth Pullane was law breaker Sinola.
The Bingxue Witch thought of Pullane as an unpredictable and uncontrollable demon, but Lanci didn’t understand why.
"Pullane is my brother. We were both born into an aristocratic family in the Demon World. But unlike me, he preferred to study ancient ruins of the Demon World and ethics. He believed that war risked destroying the culture and art that has been in the Demon World for many years. He insisted on investigating whether there was someone manipulating things behind the scenes of the war. However, all those who advocate fighting considered him timidly afraid of fighting and undermining the army’s morale."
Sinola spoke helplessly.
Her brother was the real conservative party member. Even she had acted more than her brother, who was seen as serious and cautious.
"Your brother’s suspicions make sense, don’t they? Why doesn’t anyone listen?"
Lanci felt it was rare for a demon to have such rational wisdom.
As the only civil official and scholar in the eighth-order great demon race, his advice should be of great reference value.
Looking back at the Holy War, there are many blanks about the motives of the Demon Race initiating the war and many unclear turns during the process.
No matter what specific factors were involved, Pranay’s evaluation was more correct based on the outcome of the defeat of the Demon Race.
"Because my brother was too prudent, he would rather flee than engage in a fight that wasn’t absolutely certain of victory. Everyone understood this nature of his back then, he really was timid, inclined to wreak havoc in the hearts of soldiers. There was no injustice in the blame he received for it."
"..."
Lanci and Hyperion glanced at each other, feeling the words were stuck in their throats.
Your old Demon World indeed has its substance.
Don’t come to the Demon Race’s grand stage if you cannot survive.
"Pranay thought that since the Demon Race had the absolute advantage and time, if they truly wanted to conquer humanity, they should learn to understand humans first. They should infiltrate human society and coexist with them to slowly erode human society. That was the conclusion he reached by deciphering the ancient remains of the Demon Race."
With a sigh, Sinola continued, as if lamenting that Pranay was born in the wrong era. His thoughts actually had an uncanny resemblance to those of the New King,
"However, not every demon race was as patient as Pranay. They couldn’t bear such dawdling, it went against their nature."
Maybe the New King could hear what Pranay said, but unfortunately, with the wisdom and ability of the New King, he didn’t need Pranay as his strategist.
"What about your brother’s Innate Magic?"
Lanci now finds Bingxue Witch’s intelligence quite abstract.
Whenever he asked Hyperion "What did the Bingxue Witch say about the specific information about the Great Demon Clan?", Hyperion’s answer was always that she didn’t know about two points—
She didn’t know about this, nor did she know about that.
"He could see through illusions. Any magic decoy had no effect on him. He could also predict the opponent’s movements to a small extent during a fight."
Sinola answered.
Just as she was about to explain further, she noticed that the New King had already begun to ponder, and it seemed that the New King himself knew about this kind of innate magic, so she decided not to speak any further.
After a while.
"It’s a pity your brother lacked some growth time. If he could have reached Ninth-order, the Holy War might not have happened at all."
The Great Love Poet lamented.
Somewhat similar to the Blood Clan Authority [Blood True Eyes] possessed by the Blood Clan Baron who once came to inspect the Purgatory Corridor Academy, although Pranay couldn’t see through even the soul, his innate magic could still evolve.
If specialized in space, it would become the Thousand-Mile Eye. If specialized in time, it would be a foresight.
The Thousand-Mile Eye would be more precise and could detect changes in the national territory in real-time. Even though the foresight is more proactive, it could not affect the Ninth-order and would interfere with other Prophets, with less accuracy than the Thousand-Mile Eye.
If Pranay had chosen the direction of the Thousand-Mile Eye, he could probably see some major events in the far part of the Protoss Empire on the ground even while in prison. 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓅𝓊𝓫.𝒸ℴ𝓶
And the nascent form of foresight would have some segments, but they might not be very accurate.
"..."
Sinola stared at the New King, and she was very moved by the New King’s high regard for her and her brother, after all, they were not very popular back then.
"When we see my brother later, let me help you talk with him. I am really relieved that Talia and Isatia haven’t forgotten us."
Sinola and her brother were once in high positions in the Demon King’s castle, and had fewer contacts with the generals on the battlefield. Instead, they were more familiar with the Demon Royal Family.
Among the Great Demon Clan that survived to the end, probably only the two princesses heard Pranay’s words.
"Then, we will rely on you."
Lanci was relieved in his heart, glad that he helped Talia to save her Demon Race friends.
Everyone hadn’t forgotten her yet.
After resolving the final dispute in the Northern Continent, Lanci must take Talia’s friends back home and have a good new year!
