It's not the power of the body, but...external force? Livita looked at Sanders in surprise.
Sanders pressed his hat, his cold and narrow eyes were covered by shadows: "Of course, this is just a guess. There is also a high possibility that it is the power of Nitotip's body. However, if it is the power of the body, then
Its nearly invincible nature will definitely lead to more stringent conditions."
Regarding Sanders's words, Monchi neither nodded nor shook his head, but simply said: "Even if there is an external force, we cannot know the specific information, and we can only deal with the external force as its own power.
"
"However, as you said, whether it is external force or physical power, Nitotipu's current strength can crush us. But it has not done so, so this power must be limited.
"At this point, Meng Qi turned to Maher and said: "Go and call Lu Qi."
After a while, a wizard wearing a robe that looked like the Holy See came over.
His face is young, and his skin is as smooth and tender as a baby. But he has a pair of eyes that seem to see through the vicissitudes of the world, and white hair that is as dry as weeds.
Youth and oldness, two different qualities, seemed to merge in him.
What's even more weird is that there are twelve round clocks inlaid on his robe. Each clock has a different style, either absurd, imitative, or simple. If you look carefully, you will find the hour hand of the clock.
Each points to an hour, and the minute and second hands are both at the starting point.
"The Pendulum Clock" Lu Qi, a first-level prophetic wizard, believes in the wheel of time.
Previously, it was Lu Qi who used the good luck and bad luck choices to figure out whether Angel's plan to eliminate humanity was true or not.
"Your Excellency Mengqi, the wheel of time in the abyss is hidden in the void, making it difficult to see clearly. The future of Aulusia is still unclear." As Lu Qi spoke, his slender fingers also moved a symbol that resembled the sun and the moon.
One movement of the clock makes a full circle.
Meng Qi: "The wheel of time in the abyss will be affected by the peerless demon. It is not easy to understand clearly. It is difficult for you."
Lu Qi lowered his head and said respectfully: "It is my honor to serve Mr. Meng Qi."
Meng Qi's eyes flashed with relief: "I'm not calling you here this time because of Olusia's affairs. I hope you can figure out Nitotipu's limitations and weaknesses."
Meng Qi told Lu Qi the speculation about Nitotipu that they had talked about before.
Lu Qi had some embarrassment on his face: "There is too little useful information. It is probably difficult to detect weaknesses. However, I will try my best."
Lu Qi began to prophesy, and his prophecy method was extremely strange. Three pairs of hands stretched out from his back, and eight arms, like phantoms, moved the round clock on his body.
As he moved, pictures at different time points appeared in Lu Qi's eyes like bubbles. However, at many points in time when Lu Qi wanted to observe, he would encounter bubbles bursting and unmeasurable damage.
Situation. This is caused by insufficient information and Nitotipu's excessive strength.
"Eight Arms, is it the blood of Naga Demon?" Sanders noticed Lu Qi's body shape changing.
Meng Qi nodded: "Yes, it's the Eight-Armed Naga."
"It seems that Mr. Mengqi has cultivated him very much." Sanders said lightly. The eight-armed Naga is already the top level among the Naga demons. They are basically the peak of the second-level gnosis wizards and even the third-level gnosis wizards.
With Lu Qi's strength, it is absolutely impossible to hunt such a demon. So the only explanation is that Meng Qi took action.
Strange but smiling and silent.
After a while, Lu Qi opened his eyes, and the three pairs of arms behind him slowly retracted.
Lu Qi sighed and shook his head at Monkey: "Nitotip's Wheel of Time is covered by layers of foam. If you want to peek, all you can see is the endless deep sea... Sorry, there is too little information.
, I cannot make cross-level prophecies.”
Meng Qi said with some disappointment: "It seems that we can only use higher-level energy to force the past."
He originally wanted to use this trump card as a way to deal with the demon god's pursuers who might come after he captured Orusia. But now it seems that he still underestimates these big demons, so he can only use it in advance.
Monchi was about to tell Maher to take out the new trump card, but at this moment, Livita, who had been thinking silently beside him, suddenly said: "I seem to have remembered something, very important information..."
Livita closed her eyes and her mind kept spinning.
As someone who can select the most eye-catching news among thousands of messages, "Yingdu Night Whisper" has changed from an ordinary publication to a best-selling magazine that every witch has. Livita has her own talent, she has a
A special intuition that can identify key clues in mixed information at a glance.
Although she had only used the eyes of the Breeze Banshee to see the situation in the rain clouds for just a few seconds, countless information was now piled up in her mind.
If there is really an outside force helping Nitotip, it might be one of these pieces of information. Even if the direct outside force is not in the known information, there must be clues that can affect the known information.
Meng Qi and Lu Qi both looked at Livita. If Livita could really think of important information, she might be able to take the prophecy technique a step further.
"Is it its long skirt embroidered with story patterns? No, that story is just about ordinary redemption; is it its intricate tentacles? It doesn't seem right, the tentacles are the power of its body; it's the bracelet,
No..." A lot of information passed through Livita's mind, and suddenly, a strange sound sounded in her mind.
Pitter patter.
Her intuition told her that there was something wrong with the voice.
"But, what's so weird about this sound? Isn't it just the sound of dripping rain..." Livita thought in her mind doubtfully. Suddenly, her pupils shrank: "No, that sound didn't come from raindrops, but from the last killer."
The mouth full of sharp teeth of the Dead Breeze Banshee! It must be it...who is it? Who is it?!"
As a flash of light flashed through Livita's mind, Livita opened her eyes and looked at Monkey: "I seem to know what the external force is, but I'm not sure."
Lu Qi looked at her with calm and distant eyes: "Miss Livita, you must trust your intuition. Many times, when I make judgments, intuition is the most important part of my reference information."
Perhaps Lu Qi's calm and comfortable voice soothed Livita's complicated mood. She nodded to Lu Qi: "Thank you."
"Don't worry, you can leave it to me to judge whether it's right or wrong," Lu Qi said.
Livita thought for a moment and expressed her judgment: "Umbrella."
"Nitotip's umbrella gives me a very inconsistent feeling."
When Maher heard this, he seemed to remember something, and took a step forward and said: "Samantha seemed to have said before that the umbrella handle had a mouth, and it kept chanting 'pattering pattering'... so
, something seems really wrong, pitter patter is an onomatopoeia for simulating the falling of raindrops, and raindrops come from rain clouds!"
"In this case, I will use the 'umbrella' as a message to turn the wheel of time again." After saying that, Lu Qi once again stretched out three pairs of arms from behind.
…
"Is it really an umbrella?" Angel looked at Canaan in confusion. Canaan had the deepest understanding of Nitotipu at the scene.
Canaan also saw the previous scene on the ice floe through the illusion.
"I don't know. Nitotipu has never made any big splash in Rasudran before, but the umbrella was indeed carried by Nitotipu." Canaan shook his head in confusion.
Angel secretly glanced at Fafnir, who said coldly: "I'm not interested in octopus... However, your instructor's analysis is good. Its strength is much higher than other great demons, which is abnormal."
Canaan also nodded and said: "If Nitotip is so powerful that it can not only crush humans, but also other great demons, then the Void Tower will probably be completely controlled by it. But in fact, Nitotip
Tipu didn’t do that, obviously it couldn’t do it.”
"Maybe it just doesn't want to attack its own kind." Angel muttered.
"Shopkeeper, it seems that your understanding of demons is not deep enough. Especially the big demon, which can monopolize the Void Tower and gain more revenue than if divided into seven parts, how could it be given to other demons?" Canaan once said.
Living in the world of the aborigines, it is very clear that the abyss aborigines, like humans, pursue so-called friendliness and norms. When Canaan first came to Castlevania, it did the same thing, but what was the result? Once its dorsal fin,
They will be chopped off by other demons when they are born.
The world of demons is much crueler.
Canaan sighed softly, and when he answered Angel's words, it reminded him of many things... A series of pictures were unearthed from the depths of the memory box, some of which even Canaan himself had forgotten.
For example, the memory of my father.
These memories may have been deliberately buried by Canaan, but they could not help but come to mind at this time.
Bizarre and bizarre scenes, pictures full of melancholy, defeat and anger, kept passing before my eyes.
Suddenly, Canaan seemed to see something.
"Umbrella?" Canaan suddenly asked in surprise.
Angel looked back: "What's wrong? What kind of umbrella?"
"My mother once told me that my father left because of an umbrella... Deep in the abyss, there is a sea with no source or end. It is the paradise of sea devils. I don't know when, over that sea
An umbrella floated.”
Angel: "Then what? Is there anything special about this umbrella?"
"I don't know, I just heard from my mother that my father said he wanted to get the umbrella, so he left."
Angel: "You mean, this umbrella is the one in Nitotipu's hand?"
Canaan still shook his head: "Maybe, maybe not. But I know one piece of information. Nitotipu, like my father, is a sea demon born in that sea."