Chapter 777 (1/2)

Chapter 777: Question and Answer

Translator: TransN Editor: TransN

Ever since the previous meeting with the Taquila witches, Roland had looked forward to meeting with the central carrier.

To decipher the literature left by the underground civilization, many Taqila survivors had sacrificed themselves by merging their souls, but it could only answer yes or no questions. Otherwise, it was basically a useless object. Thinking of this solemn story, he felt that an air of mystery shrouded this central carrier.

When Roland finally saw it, he gasped in shock. It was chained up in a secret chamber under the hall.

This blob, much bigger than any original carrier such as the one occupied by Pasha, was heavily chained. Its thickest tentacles were forced apart and nailed to the walls or the ceiling. From its badly scarred skin and its broken tentacles, he could tell that it was not the first time she was treated this way.

He remembered that it was able to feel things just like the original carriers.

It was able to feel the heat and cold, taste the sweet and bitter, and feel pain.

He could not help knitting his eyebrows, asking, “Why? I remember the volunteers integrating with the central carrier were all witches, even including one of your Three Chiefs, E…”

“Lady Eleanor, Your Majesty,” Pasha sighed. “We had no choice. Carriers are as powerful as God’s Punishment Warriors. Their tentacles can drill into the earth and build a light well in the dome. They can also attack enemies and tear a prey in half. If we don’t keep her here, she’ll subconsciously move around and cause us lots of trouble. If that happens, she’ll be even harder to deal with than those hybrid demonic beasts.”

Roland quickly understood Pasha’s feelings of powerlessness. He guessed that this tentacle blob might be a combat unit created by the underground civilization, but if it lost its mind and got out of control, it would be a serious threat to the relic of gods and the magic core. He believed that the Taquila survivors did not want to take this risk and as a result, they had no choice but to keep it trapped here.

However, knowing the reason did not make him feel any better.

He felt sad for the witches who had willingly sacrificed everything for Taquila only to end up imprisoned in this dark corner.

Seeing Roland contemplate these emotions, Pasha said with a mixed expression of gratitude and sadness, “We tried to ask about their feelings, but we were unable to get a response. The souls merged with the central carrier cannot be separated again by the magic core, so we have no idea whether they’re able to feel what’s going on.”

Alethea who remained quiet suddenly spoke again, “All the Taquila witches, including us, have determined to follow Lady Eleanor forever. You don’t have to feel too bad for them. They knew the what they were going into” Roland somehow felt that her voice wasn’t as cold as before.

Well… If it had been as cold as dry ice, it’s now only cool as iced water.

Celine added, “When we asked the central carrier whether we should chain her, all her three main tentacles answered yes. If she hadn’t agreed to this, we would not have tied her up so tightly.”

Roland nodded and said, “Maybe the Witch Union can help you with this problem. Soraya can produce flexible fabrics to replace the iron chains, and a little girl named Softfeathers can stick things together. If they work together, they may find some way to constrain her without hurting her. If you don’t mind…”

Pasha slightly lowered the main tentacle on her head and said, “That will be great. You have my gratitude.”