"Abandon the human form?"

　　 Todd regained his human form and looked at the two people in front of him: "Can I understand it as giving up being human."

　　 Meredith nodded: "If you want to continue to use the power of a tyrant, you will eventually enter the second form of the tyrant, which is equivalent to giving up the identity of a human."

　　 "Then what's the matter with what you call training?"

"The prerequisite to support the second form of the tyrant is that in addition to physical changes, there is also the enhancement of mental power. Only through repeated training can you obtain the mental power that matches the tyrant form and be able to use this ability flexibly. You have seen The past Kuchulin used training to obtain the mental power necessary for the tyrant form to support him to transform into the second form of the tyrant."

　　 Todd turned his gaze to Meredith: "So, Cú Chulainn chose the second path. He was determined to abandon the human body and retain the form of a tyrant."

The latter nodded and said: "Yes, but the problem is that he has only been here for a year, and the training is far from complete. His spirit still can't support the second form of the tyrant for a long time. It won't take long. There will still be problems with the spirit. Todd, if you need my advice, then I recommend that you choose the first path like me, try your best to abandon the power of tyrants and maintain the human form."

　　 Todd sat cross-legged and looked at his human body without saying a word.

　　Skaha suddenly said at this time: "The power of choice is in your hands. Whether you choose to live in stability or to choose dangerous power, everything is within your mind."

After being silent for a long time, Todd raised his head and looked at Skaha: "I have some things to accomplish. Until these things are completed, I can't hide and enjoy the easy life. It's like Qiu Chan is here. He has been hidden in the soil for seven years, knowing that after breaking the ground, he will only have a lifespan of one week, and he can only climb up the branches without hesitation."

　　 Meredith was a little anxious: "Todd, I understand you. You are not a careerist who is hungry for power. The power of a tyrant is not necessary for you."

"No, it's not the case. The power of a tyrant is very important to me. As you know, I am the king of Western City, but when I first arrived in that land, there was nothing but a sandy beach and gravel. No.” Todd said and laughed to himself: “At the very beginning, there were only forty-one people who followed me. The "land" under my feet is not even a village at best. As for. My people, what impressed me the most was that there was a fisherman who went to sea to fish. The family was so embarrassed that they couldn't even get a complete set of clothes."

　　 Skaha and Meredith did not speak, and listened to Todd's statement quietly.

"At that time, I was not a king, why should I stay in such a ghost place? With my own ability, I can live a better life. These people are not my family, nor mine. My friend, why should I take the responsibility of these people's survival on my shoulders?"

　　 Meredith said softly, "But you didn't leave these people behind in the end."

Todd smiled and shook his head: "Yes, no, I was swayed by a kind of inner strength, which drove me to stay, and made me do everything possible to build a fertility in that barren land. And a free country. My friends call this emotion a responsibility, and my enemies call it stupid. However, no matter what my purpose is, there is a fact that cannot be ignored, and that is in the near future. , This kingdom will usher in a fierce battle, a war that is likely to lose everything..."

"The palace built by the craftsmen will be reduced to ruins in the enemy’s artillery fire, and the poetry garden will be reduced to ashes in the skyro Under the iron hoof, wailing as a slave."

"Whenever I think of everything that might happen, I think of my efforts to be ruined by watching my eyes. As a king, as a pioneer in creating this kingdom, all I can do is try my best to protect the present. Everything in front of me, even if the price is that I give up the human body."

Meredith shook his head vigorously: "Todd, maybe you still don't understand the seriousness of the matter. Once you accept the power of the tyrant and enter the second form, your appearance will always become a monster, and the subjects of the kingdom may be Unable to accept your existence, this is tantamount to being exiled from the Kingdom of Muxi forever."

Todd stood up from the spot and said calmly: "Power has many uses, not only to realize my desires, but also to protect my beliefs. If I can use this power to defeat the enemies of the kingdom , Keep this hard-won everything, even if it is banished, what does it matter?"

　　 Skaha paced slowly and walked in front of Todd: "Abandon the human form and step into the realm of a demigod. Have you finally achieved your enlightenment?"

　　 Todd sighed slightly, his eyes firm: "Yes, I have chosen my own path."

　　Skaha raised a hand and placed it on top of Todd's head. The latter suddenly felt a dull pain in his brain.

"In terms of mental power, you have an excellent talent." Skaha retracted his palm and said in surprise: "The power displayed by your soul shocked me. Have you never received mental training in the past? ?"

　　 Todd shook his head, but secretly wondered in his heart, is it possible that his powerful mental power is related to the ability of "Soul Link"?

"I can feel that your soul has a vast expanse of space and surging power." Skaha looked at Todd's eyes: "You may be the most powerful soul among all human beings I have ever seen. One of the individuals."

　　 Todd asked, "Does that mean that I enter the second form of the tyrant without the collapse of my soul."

"No, that's not enough." Skaha pointed to Todd's forehead and slowly said, "I want to keep your soul from collapsing after entering the second form of the tyrant, just having a strong mental power. Not enough, you must also learn how to use this power."

　　 "You mean I still need training?"

　　 "Yes, but with strong mental power, at least your training will be easier than others."

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　　Papacy, Tyrol Capital, the first heresy court, underground interrogation room.

　　 A leather whip tied with a metal barbed, exploded in the air with a loud noise, and then hit the victim's back with a heavy blow. When the whip body turned over, a layer of **** skin was torn apart by the whip tip, revealing the human muscle tissue under which the blood slowly moved.

　　 Tristan, who was tied to the cross, opened his eyes and let out a painful growl.

"Say! How did Cardinal Aberle instruct you when Terrence and his students ran away?!" The torturer lifted Tristan's bloodstained head with a whip. Shouted loudly.

　　 Tristan glanced at the guy in front of him with bloodshot eyes, and whispered, "I did everything."

　　The torturer put down his whip angrily, took out a hot red soldering iron from the hot pool, and thrust it into Tristan's chest.

Accompanied by the heart-piercing scream and the unpleasant smell of burnt flesh and flesh, the torturer grabbed Tristan’s hair and roared again: “Why is it stamped on the inscription on Terrence’s escape from the city gate? Abel's seal?! Is he the mastermind of this escape case?!"

　　 Tristan's face was pale, and his body was curled up like a cooked shrimp in extreme pain.

　　 With a godless gaze, he looked at the little sunlight on the skylight of the torture room, and said softly: "I stole Lord Abel's seal..."

　　 Outside the tight iron gate, Jacob sitting on the chair, his face was blue, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

　　 He yelled at the subordinates beside him: "Why? Why did that **** refuse to confess?!"

A subordinate ~lightnovelpub.net~ listened to the screams from the torture room, and said to Jacob a little uneasy: "My lord, regarding Tristan, more and more people in the church started Make an objection."

　　 Jacob glared at his subordinates: "The voice of opposition?"

　　"They said that Tristan has not been deprived of his membership and should not be treated in this way; they also said that in this matter, the behavior of the heresy court committed the crime of ultra vires..."

"Enough!" Jacob stood up angrily, lowered his voice and shouted: "Tristan and his master Abel are apostates! They deserve to be severely punished! The Heresy Tribunal handles this case, it's Alexander. If there are any dissatisfaction with the pope's personal order, let them talk to the pope!"

"Yes……"

Jacob turned his head to look at the iron door of the torture room, and said angrily to his subordinates: "Tell the torture idiot inside! I don't care what he uses, anyway, he must get the accusation against Abel from the guy's mouth. Sin words!"

　　 "But Tristan's mouth is very hard, I'm afraid..."

"Waste! Pig! No matter how hard a person's mouth is, can it be harder than steel?! Use pliers to pull out his teeth one by one! If it doesn't work, pull out his nails! If it doesn't work, just give it. I chop off his fingers!"...

　　

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