"What else?" Ash asked in surprise. .
"In every aspect... So we have a longer lifespan, healthier body, stronger self-healing power, and higher plasticity than mortals." Phyllis said slowly, "And this also includes our temperament."
"Temperament... what does that mean?"
"If we desire to use magic to achieve a certain purpose, and magic will lead us in that direction, such as wanting to avenge a dead partner, wanting to kill the devil at all costs, etc., the witch's heart will become more and more The more indifferent, or ruthless." Phyllis looked at the flickering firelight and said, "For the fighters, this does make oneself stronger, but it also gradually makes us become another kind of thing..."
"what?"
"Not human."
Ash couldn't help but feel tight.
She thought of the past self who was blindly looking for opportunities to kill church members, and other than that, she was desperate. That time was indeed her strongest, and the killing intent surging in her heart gave her almost infinite power, but aside from these, she had nothing. If she hadn't happened to meet the Fifth Princess, she would be no different from a beast.
"Of course not everyone is like this. This is just a trend. The pressure of war makes most living people have no time to take care of others. Even mortals without magic power will be driven mad in the face of hopeless and long battles. Compared with They, at least we turned madness into strength, which is pretty good." Phyllis continued, "So the series of changes that happened in the Federation at that time may be difficult to understand for you, but at that time it was very difficult to understand. It is a matter of course. If there is no extremely firm determination, the three seats will not be able to become above the extraordinary."
"That's it..." Ashes reached out and poked the fire, "If the battle of divine will continues, what will the witch be like in the end?"
"No one knows the answer, maybe even the appearance will change," Phyllis pretended to be relaxed, "After all, outstanding beauty is still judged by people's perceptions. If they are not even people in the end, maybe they will change. There are all kinds of strange things, such as being like the devil is not unusual."
The flames shook, and silence temporarily shrouded the cave.
After a while, the Witch of God's Punishment spoke again, "Can I ask, why did you decide to fight the devil?"
Probably sensing Ash's hesitation, she took the initiative to say, "Our purpose is very simple, to defeat the devil, win the battle of divine will, and restore the glory of Taquila, if it weren't for this belief, the surviving witches wouldn't be able to persist today. ."
"Do you want to rebuild Taquila?"
"Of course, that's the place we've dedicated our lives to. But it will be more of a symbol than a holy city under the Federation's rule. If His Majesty Roland can defeat the devil, it will prove that he's on his way. It is more correct than the three seats, since the cooperation between witches and mortals can bring broader prospects, we have no reason not to support it."
After a moment of silence, Ashes replied, "I just want to protect someone and help her fulfill her wish. Since she wants to drive the devil out of the Dawning Realm, then I will go into battle for her."
"Is that so..." Phyllis shook her head, "With all due respect, this is not a good belief."
"why?"
"Because the goal is too broad." She spread her hands and said, "It's easy to lose yourself, especially at the juncture of the battle of life and death. It's hard to define a person's wish, but more importantly... You really know what she wants What do you want?"
"Of course I'm" Ashes suddenly paused in the middle of speaking.
Would Tilly want her to fight the devil on the front line? The answer is obviously no, it's just her own decision. If there was a need to go to danger for the opponent in the previous phantom instrument positioning operation, Tilly did not need to participate in this sniper battle, but she still joined the team at Roland's invitation.
There is no doubt that there is a reason for Sleeping Spell to gain prestige and merit. The more important Sleeping Spell's weight in Neverwinter is, the higher Tilly's status will naturally be.
But is it just that
She couldn't help looking at the witches who had already fallen asleep, with tired but calm and soft faces on their faces. Her eyes first extended from Sylvie, Maisie and the others on Sleeping Island to all her companions.
"Why did you tell me this?" Ashes asked suddenly.
In any case, the relationship between Phyllis and her was only limited to occasionally learning swordsmanship and improving combat skills. There is also the influence of magic on temperament, and the demands of the Taquila survivors... She always felt that the other party would not talk about this to everyone.
"Because you are an extraordinary person," Phyllis said in a solemn tone. "The natural pride among witches has unimaginable potential. In the era of the Federation, every combat-type extraordinary person is the focus of training. Once it breaks through the limit and is promoted to above the transcendent, its power can kill the high-level devil head-on, and at the same time it will become the new leader of the federation."
After speaking, she stood up and bowed to Ashes, "Perhaps I am not qualified to guide an extraordinary witch how to go further, but for any chief, a real goal and firm will are essential. The transcendents recorded in the federation are all promoted in battle, and those who fail to cross this threshold will all fall under the devil's hands." She paused, "I hope you can become the former."
By the last sentence, the God's Punishment Witches have used honorifics.
"You don't have to..." Ash frowned.
"Just think of it as nostalgia. I haven't seen Transcendent for more than 400 years." Phyllis smiled, "Don't worry, I won't show this ancient etiquette in front of everyone. Then I Go to sleep first, see you in two hours."
"Ah, good night."
When there was no other sound in the cave, Ash raised his head and looked at the small piece of night sky exposed by the cracks above his head, and he hadn't moved away for a long time.
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After finishing the call with the front line, Roland marked a new waypoint on the map.
The peak operation has entered the 22nd day after the official implementation, and the plan is still very smooth so far. The number of patrolling terrorist beasts observed by the sniper team has increased significantly, and the cruising range has gradually moved away from the predetermined route of the First Army. Obviously in the eyes of the devil , the Taquila ruins are more important, the vast airspace south of the outpost is becoming a blind spot in the field of vision.
Of course, none of the patrols arranged around the outpost have been withdrawn. According to common sense, any enemy army that takes the initiative to attack the outpost cannot escape the fate of being discovered in advance.
But the First Army is not a common sense team.
Artillery battalions with complete firing tables and improved fortress guns can deliver lethal strikes to targets from ten kilometers away.