Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 403 The Magic of Possessing Another's Body

Miya Xing just smiled.

They stayed in the main city for quite some time.

Rui Bu Si leaves early and returns late every day. Sometimes she takes him with her, such as when she goes shopping, but most of the time she leaves alone and disappears without a trace, leaving him to find something to do to pass the time.

During this time, Miya Star learned a lot about the deeds of the Soul Summoning Demon King and the gloomy Duchess.

The main city was too dangerous for both of them; he had never seen the Soul Summoner or the sinister Duchess in person.

However, Ruibusi entrusted him with their magical communication devices for safekeeping, and the two of them talked to him quite a bit while she was away.

The one with whom she communicated most frequently was the gloomy duchess.

Few in the Quark tribe are unfamiliar with her.

People on the streets and alleys may not recognize the face of the Dark Emperor, nor may they recognize the face of their own Grand Elder, but they will definitely recognize her.

Not to mention going out for a stroll, you have to be fully armed to take one step outside the room. You can't talk outside, and you're forbidden from making your signature loud laughter inside the room.

At most, Miya Xing would be talked to by her from morning till night.

It's hard to believe that someone like that could survive for over two hundred years in a time rift.

The call ended. He took a sip of water to moisten his dry throat. The person sitting opposite him had their eyes glued to him. He wondered how long they had been back.

"When I wasn't around, you spoke ill of me to Yin Sen?"

It has a sense of settling scores after the fact.

"Of course not, it just happened to be today." The gloomy duchess must have noticed her return and did it on purpose.

Having spent some time chatting with him, I've become somewhat indifferent to his well-being.

"Ah~ what do you usually talk about?"

"That witch, Bobo, who works for the Soul Reaper, also talked about the people around you."

The gloomy duchess rarely spoke ill of the other spirit stone forms to him, but when she did, her words still carried an air of superiority.

Perhaps those bad things are meaningless if they aren't said to the person in question.

"Little Jinzhao?"

"Yes, the gloomy duchess said that when you first picked her up, she wasn't as taciturn as she is now."

Miya Xing thought of Xu Xingchun, who was in the Elder Council's Magic Prison.

She went in voluntarily, and nobody knows what she was thinking.

The gloomy duchess saw her twice in her spare time.

The phrase "twice" refers to two actual instances.

The gloomy duchess hated going to the Elders' Council, and even more so to the Elders' Council's magical prison.

He suspected that there were some unpleasant memories of hers somewhere.

“Oh, back then she was a little simpleton, only up to my waist.” She recalled briefly, it didn’t seem like a good experience. “I dealt with some people, and instead of being scared, she foolishly came up to me.”

Some……

"But she looks no different from an ordinary person."

“Oh, the Emperor taught her some magic,” she said, sounding as if she knew less about those around her than the gloomy Duchess, “and it seems to have some influence.”

"Is the magic taught by the Dark Emperor a kind of magic that allows one to possess another's body and use it for their own purposes?"

The gloomy duchess said this:

Xu Jinzhao changes his appearance every now and then.

“Really? Oh,” she tried hard to recall, but clearly she didn’t pay attention to the little things around her. “I was wondering why Xiao Jinzhao was so unpredictable; it really does seem like magic.”

No wonder she was the first to recognize Lanbao when he accidentally drank the potion.

She probably didn't even bother to remember what the people around her looked like.

Miya Xing thought back to that night when he had a long talk with his butler, Carrington.

She clearly... was already paying attention to the people around her at that time.

Is it a systemic "correction"?

Despite having heard about it, she clearly didn't think it was anything important, and instead brought up another matter with great interest:

"It is said that the Great Emperor used to use this magic all the time, but after many reincarnations, he gradually stopped using it."

"Before?" He had never heard of the Dark Emperor needing to possess another person's body to have a physical form.

Before this, it was probably more than just a little bit forward.

"Yes, the gloomy duchess's reincarnation relies on the Reincarnation Bloodstone and the Dark Emperor. Her essence is nothing more than a ball of energy, and she doesn't need to have any physical form. The Emperor wasn't a ball of energy at the beginning either."

It's just that it's constantly broken up, reincarnated, and recombined over the long years. Although it can't be called a mass of energy, it's not far off.

“Those Quark people were quite cunning in dealing with the Dark Emperor. The Emperor’s possession is not something that just anyone can do; it takes time to adapt after being possessed.”

When she said this, she showed neither righteous indignation towards the Quark race nor respect for the Dark Lord.

All I see is the joy of sharing gossip about the boss.

Will the Dark Lord's magic gradually weaken as the distance increases and time goes on?

"They will do everything they can to find the emperor who is still sleeping in his new body. As long as that person is killed by the Holy Sword of Sorey, the emperor who is still sleeping will have to fall into a new cycle of reincarnation before he has a chance to do anything."

It sounds like the Dark Emperor's ability to cause harm was indeed limited in the past.

No wonder they're now hiding in the Dark Clan.

For some reason, the place where they hid later became the underground sewers of the Moe Academy.

The objective has also changed from first occupying the Quark race and turning the Magic Academy into an isolated island, to first dealing with the Magic Academy, and then putting the Quark race and other magical races in the universe aside.

“Eh…” She hesitated for a moment, her brows furrowing, and Mi Yaxing took her hand.

"Tired?"

"No, I just suddenly felt like something was wrong." After being interrupted, she couldn't quite remember what it was.

"You're probably nervous because the elders of the Destian tribe are coming tomorrow."

He was right; the Dark Emperor's control over her mind had indeed weakened.

"Me? Oh, I'm planning to watch the excitement tomorrow." As she spoke, tears suddenly streamed down her face, startling Miya Xing.

She seemed used to it, casually wiping her tears with a handkerchief, though they were still flowing, she couldn't be bothered to care anymore.

"you……"

"Well, this... We played around with some magic out of boredom before, which allowed us to share what one eye could see. Theoretically, this shouldn't be causing this thing to appear." She pointed to her right eye, which was still tearing up.

"She was probably too emotional."

She spoke so casually that Mi Yaxing couldn't tell how close she was to the friend she was talking about.

But this kind of magic is definitely not something you can just do by randomly picking a stranger on the street.

"Who is that person?"

“You know him, the leader of the Shengwu Sect.” She yawned. “Unfortunately, we haven’t found a solution to this magic yet.”

“I have to look at so much every day. I spend the whole day looking at things as soon as I open my eyes, and then I spend the whole day looking at other people’s things when I meet them. If I say a few more words, I have to keep looking at things for a lifetime. The content is so complicated and messy…” His tone revealed his frustration. “It’s a terrible ability.”

Prophecy magic?

No wonder the place where the Uncharted Lands is located is at the border of the Dark and Quark races, yet it doesn't lean towards either the Dark or Quark races.

The elf looked at everything with a sense of utter boredom, as if everything was predictable and devoid of any novelty. So that's what it meant to be predictable.

His impression of the Elf High Priestess, aside from their last meeting where she was with her High Priest, was also based on her arrogance at their first meeting.

No wonder, given her abilities, she could indeed look down on almost all prophetic magic in the universe.

Unlike the person in front of him, who simply enjoys belittling others.

Why are you looking at me so strangely?

"Suddenly I feel like we're even."

Yes, she had seen his arrogant and conceited side, and he had seen hers.

The slight sense of shame that had been lurking in the past has faded considerably.

"I don't like to settle things evenly with people." Not getting any advantage is a loss.

"Okay, that doesn't settle things."

Elves are known for their longevity, and in his vague memory, the priest didn't have much time left.

"Why would you want to see the excitement tomorrow? Wouldn't it be easy for the Destians to discover your identity?"

“Oh, well, I’ve never seen myself die in a bunch of ways before, being identified by the Destians tomorrow,” she said casually.

"It's not bad to get to die in a way I've never seen before."

Her indifference to her own life gave Miya Xing the urge to tie her up and force-feed her a sleeping potion mixed with a sleeping pill.

“Moreover, Destian’s elder will be dying soon, and Quark and Destian will have a very tense relationship. I’m really looking forward to seeing their last moment of harmony,” she squinted, not noticing the unusual look that Mia Star was giving her. “It would be very interesting.”

The person in charge of receiving Elder Destian and his party was Elder Laikos, whom they had mentioned not long ago.