Therefore, No. 17 was relatively cooperative even though he was a little rational, and it can be seen from this that the status of the Guangming Cult in the hearts of the public can be seen.
Everyone was not polite and tied up No. 17. They made sure that he was incapable of hurting others before letting Yue Sha, Meng Li and the others in.
Yuesha asked as usual:
"What were you exposed to before being invaded by the Dark Toxin?"
Every time I meet this kind of person, I will ask. It would be better if I could find some pattern.
No. 17's face looked a little ferocious. It seemed that the light magic cast on him before was about to lose its effect. Seeing this, Yuesha cast light magic on him again.
His mood became more stable again and he said:
"I didn't come into contact with anything special, and then suddenly there was a fire in my heart. This fire gave me the idea of destroying the world. I also felt that my magic ability had increased a lot, which was a rapid improvement. , I feel like I have endless power in my body.”
"Do you still feel this way now?" Yuesha asked softly.
17 nodded and said: "Yes, but I still have some sense. The remaining sense prevents me from using all my strength, but I feel so uncomfortable now. I feel like a ball, full of gas, and will explode at any time. "
Meng Li thought that someone had been invaded by the dark poison before, and then lost his mind on the spot and hurt others at will. In the end, he resisted too much and was killed helplessly. Meng Li thought that if they were not killed and their strength was squandered to a certain extent and their bodies were overdrawn, they would Won't he perish on his own
"Do you have any other feelings?" Yuesha asked.
The reason why we ask these questions before purification is to take advantage of the fact that others are feeling more clearly now. If they are purified, they may not be able to accurately describe how they felt at that time.
Just like when someone is in pain, if someone asks, they can tell you in detail where it hurts and how it hurts. If you ask after the pain is over, what you can describe is that it really hurt at that time.
Disappointingly, No. 17 shook his head and said, "No more."
After questioning this time, she also didn't get the information she wanted. Yuesha sighed helplessly and began to purify No. 17.
Originally, 17's face was full of pain and extremely forbearing. Under the purification of Yuesha's light magic, his brows gradually relaxed and his whole body relaxed. The previous irritable and gloomy look disappeared and became normal.
Because Yuesha used too much magic, the blood on her originally fair face faded and she looked pale.
It was really heart-wrenching to watch. Lieber remained silent, saying nothing and showing no expression.
The administrator saw the sweat on Yuesha's forehead, and quickly wiped it off for her. Finally, the purification was completed, and No. 17 fell into a deep sleep. The administrator was busy using light magic to treat Yuesha and help her recover.
Because the administrator's light magic does not have the ability to purify No. 17, but seeing Yuesha working so hard, the administrator is full of guilt.
Yuesha forced a smile and said to the administrator:
"It's very difficult to purify this No. 17. Maybe I won't be able to purify others today."
The administrator expressed understanding and said:
"Then they can only wait any longer. The saint's body is still important."
Yuesha took Meng Li back to her room. Lieber went to church. The two were alone. Yuesha said to Meng Li worriedly:
"I heard that more and more magicians are dying from dark poison everywhere."
Meng Li asked: "Can't anyone from the Guangming Cult do anything?"
There are also Guangming Cults in various places, and there are also people with light magic in them, but they are much inferior to the Guangming Cult in the capital, and some of the more serious ones may not be purified.
"No way, this is a battle between light and darkness."
"Your Highness, do you think we will win?" she asked Meng Li.
Meng Li nodded: "Of course I will, evil will never prevail against good." Although he said so, Meng Li didn't have any confidence in his heart.
"Your Highness, you must take good care of yourself. I am quite busy during this period and may not be able to accompany Your Highness all the time." Yuesha said.
Meng Li shook his head: "It's okay, you are busy with your business. I often come to pray and I can see you."
Yuesha nodded, and they chatted for a while. Meng Li took Li Bo back to the palace. When she arrived at the palace, the king summoned her. She went, and the king asked about the current situation. Meng Li said:
"Still the same."
Nothing new to discover.
The king was a little disappointed and said: "Now the Guangming Cult enjoys a great reputation, but our royal family has lost its bad reputation."
"The people always blame us for not stopping the magicians in time, and they have been praising the people of the Light Cult for taking action like saviors."
When he said these words, the king's expression was not very good, and it was obvious that this matter had become a knot in his heart.
Meng Li also understood the king's thoughts. In the long run, it would definitely affect the country's rule. The status of the Guangming Cult became more and more transcendent. It had already suppressed the royal family...
She said:
"Father, my daughter feels that it is not about the relationship between the worry and the Guangming Cult now. In fact, we just need to be ourselves. It would be best if we can find a way to solve it."
The king raised his eyelids, his eyes were cold for a moment, probably thinking of something.
He said: "Isn't the solution now the Cult of Light?"
"They are the gods in the hearts of the world, saving everything."
"There are many people who are no longer willing to be ruled. They say that we are nothing but exploitation. However, the Light Religion never asks for anything from them, and it can also benefit the world. Look, how great it is."
I am helpless, jealous of the Light God's Religion having such ability, and worried about the status of the royal family, but what should I do if the Light God's Religion does not have that ability
Meng Li sighed deeply, this was very confusing.
"Are the saintly women of the Light Cult still the same as before?" The king asked instead, not expecting his young daughter to come up with any great tips.
Meng Li: "From now on, it's the same as before, kind."
"That's called mercy from above, because misfortune will not befall them. If all magicians are affected by the dark poison, there will be no magicians in the world. Believe it or not, their light magicians still exist, and advanced magic The master can rule everything." The king raised his eyebrows and looked at Meng Li.
Meng Li: "Father, it is too early to worry. This day is still far away."
"Things you think are far away are not far away," the king said indifferently.
Meng Li lowered his head. He didn't know the specific situation yet, so he decided not to say anything.
"Go down, I'm a little tired. Don't say these words to others foolishly, especially to the Guangming Cult." The king ordered.
Meng Li nodded in agreement. She was not a talkative person, and even if she had some brains, she would not be able to go and say these words to the people of the Guangming Cult, which would make the relationship between the royal family and the Guangming Cult tense.
Is the king worried that he has given birth to a stupid daughter