Chapter 1409: North

"I can answer all your puzzles, mother of the earth, you can trust me." In the cell, Erich replied quickly, with a little rush in his words.
Asri raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Do you still remember where you were before becoming a Lich?"
"Of course I remember that although countless years have passed, I will never forget these things."
Erich's face remained unchanged, and his words were full of certainty.
"I used to be a pious priest who served those angels and gained great power. Because of the disagreement, I finally gave up my former identity and became a lich."
Deep in the dim dungeon, Esri was not touched by Erich's words, but asked: "The idea is incompatible? What is the specific idea?"
"Why are you asking these irrelevant questions?" In the cell, the blond man appeared extremely dissatisfied, and said solemnly, "Didn't you come here to save me? When I return to Diya, I will be the king of Diya. "
Rod and Rowling looked at each other, and they both saw something abnormal from Erich's reaction.
On the side, Aisha just watched all this silently, without saying anything.
"An Xin answered my question. Don't you even have the most basic patience?"
Facing Asri’s constant questioning, the blond man pursed his mouth and said slowly:
Those angels follow the idea of ​​eliminating evil and purifying all undead creatures, and I think that undead creatures can be redeemed, so I became a lich in the end."
However, facing the blond man's account, Asri shook his head: "It seems that you still haven't figured out what Erich's identity means, in other words...you are not Erich at all."
Hearing her words, several people in the field had obvious reactions.
Rod hugged his hand bones in front of him, without speaking, Aisha had a smile on her mouth, and Rowling felt a shock.
Among them, the blond man in the cage reacted the most strongly, his face turned ugly, and he asked: "Are you questioning my identity?"
"Erich is not just a priest." Asri said with a calm face, "He is the most pious priest in the entire human kingdom. He is known as the saint who walks in the world, and his heart is full of love for all things. Mercy, once granted the power of the'Holy Word' by angels."
Rod was taken aback. From Asri's words, he got a lot of important information.
"As you said, his philosophy violated the doctrine of angels. In the end, he gave up everything in the human kingdom and became a lich. With the help of the power of the dead domain, he always guided the lost undead creatures. ."
Looking at the blond man in the jail, Asri's vision was full of nostalgia.
"Erich's body has all the beautiful qualities that are worthy of praise. He is honored as the "revener of souls" by all liches. He does not look like any other liches, but like those angels who attract souls." Finally, She let out a sigh, "I wanted to come here to meet my old friend, but unfortunately, you are not him at all."
"No..." In the prison, the blond man's body trembled, his brows frowned, and he stared at Asri from the outside world. "People can change. Even a hero's will can't stay the same forever. This alone can’t explain much.

His defense only came in exchange for the mother of the earth shaking her head: "Do you know what the Word One represents? What the Word Word represents is a beautiful quality that will never die. Even after death, their beliefs will not be there. Any vacillation, only in this way can they use the power of the'Holy Word'."
"..." As if thinking of something, the blond man lowered his head, unable to see any expression on him.
"If you are really Erich, how would you treat North who is occupied by you?" Asri seemed a little dissatisfied, and his tone increased a little. "You will feel owed, even if North is just an ordinary Necromancer, you will also find a way to make up for him, and you will never do anything like separating North from his wife and children."
As if thinking of something, Asri closed his eyes.
"No... Maybe from the beginning, when he realized that he needed to destroy the consciousness of an innocent human being when he was awakening, he gave up his plan to recover, and instead opened his memory to that innocent human, hope This person can inherit his will. Am I right, North?"
As these words fell, Asri opened his eyes again, staring at the blond man in the prison with sharp eyes.
On the side, Rowling was so surprised that she couldn't speak, her outstretched fingers pointed at North tremblingly, her jaw trembling constantly.
"Oh." The dark-haired woman chuckled beside Rod, "It seems that someone's identity has been discovered."
Ignoring Aisha's mockery, Rod slowly stepped forward, only one fence away from the blond man.
At this moment, the blond man seemed to have lost his strength. He was sitting on his knees, only his hands were holding onto the fence.
"Is she true? You are not Erich, but... North?" Rod asked in a deep voice.
There was Rod's question in his ear. The blond man did not answer, but lowered his head deeply, making it impossible to see his expression.
Although he did not give a positive answer, his actions at this time have undoubtedly confirmed Asri's words.
"Humph." Rod snorted coldly, his words faintly unkind, "Unexpectedly, you can even fool me."
"It's the easiest to cheat you, Lord Lord..." Finally, the blond man raised his head with a sorrowful smile on his face. "You have never looked at me directly once, how can you notice this?"
"North, why are you pretending to be Erich?" After knowing the true identity of the person in front of him, Rod asked in a deep voice, "Did you get the power to make you forget it? Or do you want to resist me?"
"None of..." The blond man raised his head and looked at Rod's eyes, intertwined with complex emotions of reverence and despair, "Only when I become Erich and become the king of Diya, I can stand equally. In front of you, you taught me all this, I just implemented my will."
"Is this your will? You dare not even stand in front of me as North, only dare to use Erich's identity as a cover. It seems that you will never be a real hero."
After speaking, Rod turned his head and stopped looking at the blond man in the prison.