801: Chapter 66: The Close Cooperation between Two Organizations 801: Chapter 66: The Close Cooperation between Two Organizations “Hiss, hiss, it seems there are so things you haven’t told yet.” Alcne said with a few discontented flicks of her tail at Pannis, “Do you know who Jack ntioned?
Hiss, hiss, what’s their background?”
“Uh, it’s not that I deliberately kept it from you, I just initially thought that the two matters weren’t closely related, so I didn’t bring it up,” Pannis scratched his head, explaining awkwardly, “It’s an organization called ‘Sands of Ti.’ The mbers we know of are mostly Mages.
They’ve created tragedies everywhere, using Magic Arrays to kill many people, and all the victims died in the sa way, by becoming incredibly aged, then dying from complete organ failure—what we commonly refer to as dying of old age.
Based on so information from the Sea Race, it appears their goal is to steal these people’s ti, collecting the victim’s ti for reasons unknown.”
“Hiss, hiss, collecting ti?” Alcne paused, even forgetting to swish her tail, and asked in confusion, “Can that even be collected?
Hiss, hiss, such a completely abstract, non-physical concept shouldn’t possibly be taken by soone.”
“I used to think the sa,” Pannis shook his head and said, “However, the Array they’re using has the sa origin as the ones used by the Deities.
Given the current circumstances, it seems they were taught by the few Triclops moribund from the Divine Servant.”
“Hiss, hiss, are you referring to the Deities’ ti and space magic?” Alcne carelessly scratched deep marks into the table with her sharp claws, a habit she seed to have developed while thinking, not feeling the slightest bit uneasy about the scarred surface as she pondered, “That does make sense, hiss, hiss.
It’s a fact that the Deities are adept at ti magic, so it’s not impossible that those people—what were they called?
Hiss, hiss, that’s right, Sands of Ti—if they indeed learned relevant knowledge from the Deities’ moribund, it’s feasible.
Hiss, hiss but honestly, I just can’t comprehend how one can steal ti from a person, hiss, hiss, hiss, and the state of the victims you ntioned earlier is also puzzling, hiss, how can a perfectly healthy person beco so aged by a magical attack that they’re on the brink of death?
It doesn’t seem plausible, hiss, hiss, that process is simply unimaginable, does one visibly age faster and faster?
Hiss, no, I can’t figure out such a scene.”
“In fact, I can’t imagine it either,” Pannis replied with a bitter smile, sighing, “I even feel it’s beyond the realm of mortal knowledge, yet they managed to do just that.
Although we haven’t personally seen the casting process, many victims have.
Especially in Spindle Village and the surroundings of Dielsaren, thousands died this way, all literally dying of old age.
Without witnessing it, it’s hard to understand the shock, so I had to believe that soone could actually do this.
However, I still have doubts about the ssage from Doris’s side—that they’re stealing ti.
Just like you said, I can’t comprehend what it ans to have their ti stolen, so I can’t be certain that what was taken from them was indeed ti.”
“It looks like you must make a trip to Philarx,” Alcne’s yellow-green eyes glinted, “He has been researching ti magic for the past hundred years, hasn’t he?
Hiss, hiss, and he even managed to use ti magic to change its effect on him, forcefully extending his life by several decades, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, I think for problems related to ti magic, he’s the right person to consult.”
“I thought of that when the issue first erged,” Pannis said helplessly, “but at the ti, Christo already told Philarx had weakened to the point of being bedridden.
Under such circumstances, going to him with these questions really doesn’t seem appropriate.”
“He’s not bedridden to the point of being unable to get out of bed,” Alcne shook her head, “Ssss.
I did see him a few years ago.
His apprentice brought him here for a follow-up consultation, ssss.
At that ti, he could still walk a few steps slowly with his apprentice’s support.
Of course, he definitely couldn’t go far, ssss.
Walking around in my house would leave him panting harshly, and it took him twenty minutes.”
“What about his ntal state?” Pannis inquired, “Can he still stay clear-headed?”
“Ssss, his ntal state is actually not bad, and he is very lucid, ssss.
His speech logic also doesn’t show any issues,” Alcne explained, “It’s just that he gets very easily fatigued, ssss.
If he talks for too long, he starts to slur his words.
And this is with continuous dication, ssss.
If he stops taking his dication one day, I’m afraid he won’t be able to stay as clear-headed as he is now.
So, ssss, if you still want to ask him in detail about ti magic, you must do it soon, ssss.
If you delay further, I can’t guarantee he’ll have the opportunity to help you with your queries and you may miss sothing important.”
Alcne’s words might have sounded cold, but that was only because of the Lizardman’s natural bluntness.
Besides, Pannis knew that what she was saying was not wrong.
He had thought that the Divine Servants and the Sands of Ti only had a temporary cooperative relationship in the City of Innocence since the mbers of the Sands of Ti were all living beings and were unlikely to have close cooperation with the Undead.
However, Jack’s information shattered his illusions, drawing the relationship between the two groups even closer.
Clearly, the moribund of the Divine Servants knew they could not enter the Whispering Swamp unnoticed, so they entrusted the task to mbers of the Sands of Ti.
Since the moribund could entrust sothing as crucial as the Blood of Divinity to the hands of the Sands of Ti, it indicated a level of cooperation that was too intertwined to be viewed separately anymore.
In order to respond to the unknown plans of the moribund, it was essential to take the Sands of Ti into account.
Therefore, understanding the hidden tactics of the Sands of Ti had beco a significant matter that could impact the safety of the entire Yarran World, and he could not hesitate any longer for fear of burdening an old friend.
“Huff, I understand.” Pannis sighed deeply, smiling wryly, “Originally, I had planned to rely visit him, but now it seems I will have to trouble him with more.
I just hope it won’t be too much of a burden.
Just a few months ago, I had to say goodbye to Little Goblin, and I certainly don’t want to watch another friend leave so soon.”
“If it’s just to help you resolve so doubts or assess so situations, ssss, there shouldn’t be a problem,” Alcne said, “As long as you don’t ask him to join you in battle, ssss, your concerns won’t materialize.
Rest assured.”
“I hope it’s as you say,” Pannis was not as confident, “If my actions accelerate his death… well, never mind, I have no choice but to go anyway.
Let’s stick with the original plan, we set off in two days.” (To be continued.
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