Chapter 1687: Mexiga's hesitation

"Can other demons see the contents of this parchment scroll?"
Seeing Mexijia showing a concerned look, Rod raised the parchment scroll in his hand and asked.
Mesika slowly replied: "According to the requirements of other demon kings, on the fifth day after the trial of Vulcan is opened, the magic dock will open the sin karma illusion result for the winner to build a magic ship and sail on the lake of fire. The sky will lead to the ten gates of Huo Yin City."
Rod nodded. He remembered that Mexijia once said that no matter how long the trial illusion passed, only one day would pass in reality. It seems that there will be some time before the results of the Magic Dock are announced.
According to Mexijia, in a few days, the result of the sin karma illusion will be known to all demons, and at that time, the name of Rhode and his ranking in the sin karma illusion can not be concealed.
Thinking of this, Rod frowned deeply and said: "I didn't use my real name in front of those demons. They will find this when the results of the Magic Dock are announced."
"Magic Dock will detect the real name in the soul, those ordinary demons, there is no need to hide their identities." At this point, Mesiga covered her mouth and let out a teasing laugh. "Fortunately, you met me. These magic docks were built according to my orders. Although I can't modify the results of the illusion, I still have the authority to change the name."
Rod looked at her deeply, this was a treatment that no other demon had ever received.
Taking the sheepskin roll from Rhodes's hands, Mexijia asked: "What name do you use in front of those demons?"
"Elott," Rod replied.
Soon, Mexijia handed the sheepskin roll into Rod's hands again. She didn't know what she had done. The first name had changed from "Rode" to "Elott".
"How did you do it?" Rod looked at her with some doubts. Under Rod's gaze, she seemed to have done nothing, but the name on the parchment scroll had changed.
"It's just a little bit of magic, it's not worth mentioning." Mai Xijia shrugged and said.
Rod was silent. This was not like what Mexijia said, it was not worth mentioning the black art. Her knowledge in black art was far beyond Rod's imagination.
After taking a deep look at Mesika, Rhodes asked, "Is this your true power? So, the power you showed in Sao City before, and even your appearance, are all your disguise. In The greedy king is the real you."
"I have never disguised anything. Divination and enlightenment are one of my strengths. As for appearance, it is just a form."
Mexijia waved her hand and said indifferently:
"I'm very old. Do you still remember the illusion you were in? In that era, I was the strongest witch at the time, and even participated in the battle to kill the gods. By now, I don't remember how old I was Sometimes I hope that those demons can recast the statues in the temple, maybe they are so old that the flesh and blood disappear, and only the appearance of the skeletons is more suitable for me now."
She showed a rare look of loss, and Rod also realized something.
Rod knows that for a powerful witchcraft like her, it is only a matter of witchcraft to permanently change their appearance. Even so, Mesika still chose a skeleton-like appearance before, perhaps as she had said. That said, in her heart, that is what she should have.
"I don't think so." Looking at Mexiga, Rod said.
Recalling the statue of Mexiga in the temple of hell, if he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not be able to connect the rebellious witch in the statue with the Mexiga in front of him.
In appearance, the Maixijia at this time is consistent with her statue, but she is missing something important, a certain pursuit, or will, and Rhodes can clearly feel that. .
From the statue belonging to Mesika, Rod can faintly perceive what kind of person she was once. Rod is very familiar with that look. Just like Rod himself, she has a certain relationship with Rod. They are the same kind of people in similar places.
It is a pity that with the passage of countless years, Mexijia lost this will. Rod didn't know what had happened to her, maybe it was because of the passing of time, or something else she had encountered. At this time, she no longer had the arrogant aura she once had.
"I don't know what happened to you, but I can feel that you are missing something, a certain...will." Rod said, "Lack of will is terrible, it will make people stagnate. "
"I'm not a hero, for me, will has no special power." Mexijia shook his head and said.
"You are the greedy king, you should be thirsty for everything in the world." Rod retorted, "A vibrant body should also be what you desire. Why are you willing to use a skeleton-like body? Do you really think that Is he too old? Even the liches have never said that."
"That's just your understanding of greed."
"You are still unwilling in your heart, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't appear in front of me with the same appearance you used to be." Rod said slowly.
At this time, Mexijia's expression also changed. In terms of momentum, it was also different from the coldness shown by the statue, but it was a little more tender.
"You don't know anything..." she said hesitantly.
"I like you better now." Rod laughed, "Keep it like this. Heroes can become heroes because they believe that they can become heroes. So do you. Don't maintain the appearance of skeletons anymore, show Your true attitude."
Mexijia stared at Rod in a daze. From Rod's words, she felt an inexplicable feeling.
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Rod stood up from the fire, looked at the dark space around him, and then asked: "The sin karma illusion is over, why am I still in this dark space?"
"I kept you here." Mexijia replied, "I think you may need some magical help. I can teach you."
Rod immediately turned around, fixed his gaze at Mexijia, and asked, "Can you still teach me spells in this state?"
"Of course." Mexijia nodded, "Spells are just a kind of knowledge. Even if only the soul is left, it is impossible to forget the spells that have been cast hundreds of times. It makes me a little strange that you forget those spells."
With that, Mexijia glanced at Rod with some doubts.