AWB Chapter 380 Help You Research
Chapter 380 Help You Research
"...I think I can explain." The Cretaceous Witch replied.
Her heart now seemed to be in turmoil.
Just now, the moment she entered this space, her position was tampered with.
Originally, I should have been at the head seat at the conference table.
However, the man just snapped his fingers and was transferred here.
Without even the ability to resist, I have already appeared here.
Why is that?
The Cretaceous Witch pondered in her mind.
A somewhat exaggerated guess emerged in her mind.
Only someone with higher authority than her could accomplish this.
Could it be that...
The Cretaceous Witch didn't want to believe it.
This is impossible.
I have been in charge of the witches' meetings for hundreds of years.
The person in front of me has been here for no more than twenty minutes.
To have more authority here than her in such a short time?
It would be more convincing to say that you have a method to make ordinary people become legends quickly.
"Explain?" Caesar sat on the main seat with his arms folded across his chest, looking at the people below with interest. "Please start."
In his sight, the strange fog that concealed the identities on everyone's faces was quickly dispelled, revealing their own identities.
He wanted to find out what these people were like in reality.
But he looked at a few and then stopped.
The reason is simple, it just can't be seen.
The witches that appear here do not reveal their true selves, but only their spiritual selves.
Changing shape is quite easy.
After Caesar looked at a few of them, they quickly realized this and their mental power transformed, changing their appearance.
Only their appearance can be changed, but the fluctuations of their mental power cannot be changed.
As long as Caesar saw her in reality, he could still recognize them by using his mental power to carefully sense their mental power fluctuations.
However, among the people whose appearances were seen by Caesar, the Blue Witch was also among them.
Spicy balls!
Her heart tightened. She hadn't reacted yet, but His Majesty had already seen her entire appearance.
Do you want to run away quickly?
She thought so in her heart.
But Caesar didn't seem to say much.
Just passing by.
As the person in charge here, the information about the Cretaceous Witch is naturally given priority to Xize.
If she hadn't interfered with Caesar's investigation as quickly as possible and bought time for the witches, everyone present would have been seen by him.
However, Caesar still managed to capture some information about the Cretaceous Witch.
Under the mist, a pair of beautiful lavender eyes flashed with charm, like the eyes of a succubus, and flashed by.
The silver-white hair sparkles, exuding a unique charm.
For some reason, a familiar yet strange feeling emerged in Caesar's heart.
A look of shame and anger flashed across the face of the Cretaceous Witch.
She barely managed to control herself and stood behind Caesar to explain.
"...Danger is approaching. We just want to borrow your power to avoid this disaster."
"We have absolutely no intention of taking advantage of you. The Great Wolf Witch is also a member of our Witch Society. I can swear that we have no ill will towards you." She said.
"If you are willing, our Witch Association is also very eager to cooperate with you in the future and invites you to sit at the conference table." The Cretaceous Witch explained while standing behind Caesar.
"Is that so?" Caesar touched his chin, seeming to be thinking about her words.
"Want to cooperate with me?"
"Yes." The chalk witch nodded: "You can probably guess who the Great Wolf Witch is. As a member of our Witch Association, we uphold the principle of mutual assistance. Her wish is our wish. We will do our best to help her."
"Perhaps our eagerness to help her offends you. As outsiders, we shouldn't be so eager to help her as to interfere." She said sincerely, "But please believe that all members of the Witch Association are my sisters."
"..." Caesar said nothing, tapping his fingers on the meeting table of the Witch Club.
He narrowed his eyes, and a terrifying magical power emanated from his body.
It was like a 10,000-ton rock pressing down on all the witches present.
Those who can join the Witch Society are not ordinary people.
It's not like I haven't seen strong people before.
The Witch Society has its own legends, and it’s not like they haven’t experienced the power of magic before.
The might of a legendary warrior is indeed terrifying. He had experienced that specifically when facing the senior from the Witch Society.
It's a feeling of driving a small boat and drifting on the vast ocean.
The rainstorm was accompanied by strong winds, and huge tentacles could appear under the water at any time and pull you into the sea.
But when facing His Majesty, it was a different feeling.
Just as vast, just as unfathomable.
There is no way for people to tell who is stronger and who is weaker.
After all, if you are just an ordinary person, it is impossible to tell which sea is larger with the naked eye.
However, the difference in momentum between the two can still be discerned.
Compared to that senior, the aura exuded by the Crown Prince in front of him was like that of a tyrant.
A hot breath emanated from him, like a Tyrannosaurus Rex monarch who ruled the world and was about to melt everything.
Be more aggressive and invasive!
It's like a red dragon hundreds of meters long, flapping its huge wings and descending in front of you.
The breath spewing out of its nostrils is like magma, and in its golden pupils that are larger than the city gates, there is the arrogance unique to an existence at the top of the food chain that has dominated the main material world for tens of thousands of years. But now, it is staring at you with eyes full of murderous intent, and if there is anything wrong, it will chew you up and swallow you into its stomach.
When your body is found again, only a pile of shit will be left. Even if an elf wants to use black magic to save you, there will be no way.
Is this a demonstration?
Like a lion beating his own pride.
All the witches present were oppressed. Their bodies in the real world all experienced difficulty breathing, rapid heartbeats, pupil contraction, blood backflow, and lack of energy.
Except for a few witches.
Their own strength is strong enough to barely resist Caesar's might.
They were quite dissatisfied with this.
Although you are stronger, you can't be invincible.
Releasing his power so indiscriminately means that he does not take anyone present here seriously.
Are all the people here ants that can be manipulated at will in his eyes?
Although he didn't say it explicitly, his actions meant that.
The Spiral Witch was quite dissatisfied.
She is one of the legendary witches in the Witch Society.
She wanted to launch her own resistance.
A magical vortex appeared on her body, trying to destroy the power emanating from Caesar.
You and I are both legends, who allows you to ride on my head and act tyrannically?
Why?
she thought.
Anyone who can become a legend, unless they are opportunistic guys like the [Priest], are geniuses among geniuses. Since their debut, they have crushed everything with their absolute talent and have their own pride.
The Spiral Witch is no exception.
She used her mental power as a medium to generate her own power to fight against Caesar.
The spiritual powers of the two intersect in this space.
The next second, the Spiral Witch's real body suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
How could this happen???!!!
Her pupils were filled with disbelief.
In response to this, the Cretaceous Witch's eyes beneath the mist revealed helplessness.
There was nothing she could do.
Didn't you see that she was also bearing this momentum? She didn't resist either.
Doesn't that explain the matter very well?
However, the only one who got hurt was the resisting Spiral Witch.
The other witches who did not resist were not hurt at all.
The Cretaceous Witch could see what he meant.
This is how you establish your authority!
Fortunately, there was no one else to step forward.
Caesar glanced at the witches in the audience, and no one continued to resist.
Under the pressure of his aura, everyone lowered their heads!
Well, that's right.
After making sure that no one dared to look him in the eye, Caesar nodded with satisfaction.
If he has bad intentions, don't blame him for stepping on you a few times.
"Want to cooperate with me?" Finally, Caesar stopped tapping his fingers on the table and said, "Well, we can discuss the terms now."
"..."
The Cretaceous Witch didn't know whether the next decision was right or wrong.
"Let's talk about it first. Where is the Great Wolf Witch now? What does she want to do?"
Caesar asked.
"The Great Wolf Witch is now in the Uluru Forest, working hard for her goal."
"As for what she wants to do, please forgive me for not being able to tell you the truth." The Cretaceous Witch said, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but there are many inconveniences in the territory of Ornn. If I tell you casually, it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble."
"Unnecessary trouble? What do you mean?" Caesar was a little confused.
What the Riddler.
"Although the thread of fate does not exist concretely, it does exist in this world. You and I are both in the control of the thread."
The words spoken by the Cretaceous Witch were still very mysterious: "Although no one can truly interfere with the direction of fate, there are still hidden eavesdroppers beneath fate."
"If our conversation today took place in Ornn's territory, the eavesdropper would steal the chance of success."
She said so.
Caesar narrowed his eyes.
fate?
If he were still on Blue Star, he certainly wouldn't believe something like this.
But it's different here.
This is a magical world.
The existence of prophecy mages and their mastery of power both demonstrate the reality of fate.
As for the eavesdropper...
Although Xi Ze could not see through the Cretaceous Witch in front of him, she was definitely a legendary being. Xi Ze could feel the fluctuation of [Power] from her.
And to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two...
Not many people have this ability.
"Is that so?" Caesar nodded: "I understand."
"Thank you for your understanding." The Cretaceous Witch bowed her head and thanked.
"It's just that you can't explain it to me in detail. I can't help you with this kind of thing." Caesar shrugged.
"Don't worry about that. When you need it, the thread of fate will naturally guide your steps."
What a riddle man.
Caesar complained in his mind.
"When the time comes, please lend a helping hand."
"Is that so?" Caesar nodded: "I understand."
“This is what cooperation is all about.”
"Now that we have discussed the content of the cooperation, let's talk about the compensation."
Caesar said so.
"You mean..." The Cretaceous Witch felt a chill in her heart.
This is something bad going to happen.
"Don't worry, since it's the Great Wolf Witch's business, and I promised you, I will do it."
Caesar nodded.
He could see familiar threads on a chair next to the conference table, extending into the void.
It was Irena for sure.
She is indeed related to this organization.
"Come to think of it, since the Great Wolf Witch has also joined your Witch Club, why isn't she in the meeting?" Caesar asked.
"The Great Wolf Witch is in a critical period. When it's over, if you want to talk to her, I'll pass on the message. She'll probably have seven days to complete her work."
The Chalk Witch gave the exact time.
"Okay." Caesar leaned back.
"Well, speaking of rewards..." Caesar smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm a little embarrassed to ask."
The Cretaceous Witch's feeling of nausea and vomiting became stronger and stronger.
Amid her uneasy feeling, Caesar stretched out a hand to support the side of his face and spoke slowly.
"This secret place of yours is indeed magical."
Caesar was amazed.
"It can connect the entire material world and realize such a magical and convenient communication. There is no similar technology in the whole world, right?"
"Can you tell me how you did it?" Caesar asked.
"I'm sorry." The Cretaceous Witch touched her chest and said, "The meeting table of the Witch Society is made based on a treasure I found in the ancient ruins. I am still exploring the specific principles."
"However, I have made considerable progress. If you want, I can share this information with you."
She said so.
"Is that so? Super ancient ruins? Interesting." Caesar nodded thoughtfully.
"How much more is needed to completely reverse engineer this technology?" asked Caesar.
"Now I have mastered 70 percent of it. I'm not far away." The Cretaceous Witch replied, feeling even more uneasy.
"Is that so?" Caesar stroked his chin: "That's still a bit troublesome."
"How about this."
"Please transfer the control of this secret realm to me for a while." He said, "I will help you study it for a while."