After listening to Coughlon's words, Zambit's nose was about to tilt his nose, and he did not understand why Coughlon did not hasten to deal with the Count when he already had an absolute advantage, and why did he say that the time had not yet come! Does he want to repeat the Count's mistake? Or is he already sure that the Count has no chance to turn the tables again?

"Delaculal, I'm sure you're aware of the mutation of the Sorens Magic Grass!" Coughlon ignored Zambit's displeasure and turned to the Count to continue, "But you must not have imagined that the mutation of the Sorens Magic Grass is all caused by you!"

"What do you mean by that?" the count's face became even more difficult to look at after hearing Coughren's words, he was cocooning himself when he heard Coughren's words?

"The answer lies beneath this deep hole!" Coughren pointed to the ground with a grim face, alerting the Count to the deep hole created by the Bloodfiend Light Cannon.

The deep cave was not as calm as before at this time, a low rumbling sound like muffled thunder faintly came out of it, and the entrance of the cave also slightly emitted a dark red light, even if the colors of the various magical energies in the compound magic array were dazzling, it could not hide the dangerous aura brought by the dark red light.

"It's ...... The lava underground?—the lava is not far from the ground!Haha, doesn't it mean that even if you can seal me, you will be destroyed by the erupting magma?" the Count let out a rampant laugh, and in a desperate situation, it would be a good choice to have these people bury him.

"You're rejoicing too soon!, according to the damage caused by the Blood Demon Light Cannon, the lava should have burst out of the ground a long time ago, but it hasn't erupted until now, why do you think?" asked Kaufron quietly.

"Huh?" the Earl listened to Coughron's words, and took a closer look, and found that the magma that was already close to the ground had indeed stopped its upward trend at a certain depth, as if it had been stopped by something.

Thinking of the mutated Sorens Magic Grass and what Coughlon had just said, a conclusion naturally appeared in the earl's mind, and he couldn't help blurting out and asking, "Is it the Solance Magic Grass?"

Coughlen bowed slightly, and smiled incomprehensibly without saying a word. Catherine, who hadn't spoken much on the side, looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what he was planning. The magma did not erupt for a long time, and it was clear that Catherine had altered the structure of the underground to create a huge cavity that contained the rising magma.

"Could it be that it was because he absorbed the energy of the underground magma that the Saurens Demon Grass was mutated?" the Count involuntarily nodded in the direction that Coughlon had hoped.

Coughlon quietly glanced at Catherine, who might have done something bad, and continued to maintain an elusive smile without saying a word.

"Ahem, maybe I'm lonely, but I vaguely remember that the Sorens Grass grows in the coldest part of the Demon Realm......" The Troll Warrior said inophinctly.

"That's why it mutates when it encounters red-hot magma!" Celent interrupted the Troll Warrior just in time for Alfie's reminder.

The Earl glanced at a few people suspiciously, and Zambit's words reminded him that Sorens Magic Grass is a plant that likes cold, and it can't survive in high temperature areas at all, and it is obvious that the temperature of magma can no longer be described as high temperature, so ......

"Lord Earl, do you know the origin of this Sorens Magic Grass?" Celent saw the Count's suspicions, and asked aloud under Alfie's guidance.

"Isn't it the one in Wicoburg?" said the Count, remembering the "collection" in his castle.

"To be precise, this Sorens Magic Grass is a descendant of that one, and in the Dungeon War, that Demon Grass has withered. Celent said calmly, he didn't know if Alfie's concocted words could hide it from the Earl, and he didn't know why Alfie and Coughren had to give the Count the illusion that the Saurens Demon Grass had mutated.

"What do you want to say?" asked the Earl impatiently. Although it had been delayed for so long, he still hadn't found a suitable way out, and the situation was even worse than just now, even though he was using the power of the law he mastered to resist the invasion of the Sorens Magic Grass, but the Demon Grass was still slowly invading his body, and the final result was that he would become the nutrients of the Solance Magic Grass, even though the process would be very long, it still made the Count feel anxious.

"Then I'll make a long story short, this modified Sorens Magic Grass is a gift from Mr. Joker!" Silent looked at the count's expression with his heart in his heart, trying to see from the changes in his face whether the count believed his words.

Alfie had been making up lies about how to convince the Count, but at the Count's urging, he told Celent such an ambiguous answer and pushed everything onto the Joker who had already left. Alfie believed that with the Count's powerful brain replenishment ability, he would definitely come up with a "reasonable" explanation for himself.

"Joker, no way! How could he have the ability to transform the Saurens Magic Grass?" the Count was not easily fooled.

"Well, don't forget that Mr. Joker's weapon was the Soul ......Blade," Celent said with a freeze at this point, as Alfie couldn't weave it anymore, and he didn't know how to tie the Soul Blade to the Sorens Magic Grass.

"Soul Blade...... God of Souls...... Sorens Magic Grass ...... Is that legend true?" the Count was completely bewildered by Serent's "stop talking" attitude, and a once-forbidden legend popped up in his mind.

"What legend?" asked the Troll Warrior without losing any time, once again playing an important role in the best of his best.

"The god of souls was once a member of the demon race...... the earl said with difficulty, and was shocked, if this legend is true, then the transformation of the Solance Demon Grass by the soul divine power can be explained. Coupled with the fact that the Sorens Demon Grass had indeed evolved the sojourning ability that made him feel fearful after it had indeed come into contact with the soul divine power left in the tunnel space just now, the Count had fully believed this in his heart.

After listening to the Count's words, a storm stirred in everyone's hearts, and no one had heard of this legend before, not even the former Cardinal Coughren and the well-read Celrent.

At first glance, no one doubted this amazing legend, but the fact that the earl who said this information was a member of the demon clan undoubtedly greatly enhanced the credibility of this information.

Everyone's mouth opened wide in surprise, the Soul God, one of the twelve main gods of the continent, was actually a member of the Demon Race! Doesn't that mean that the power of the Demon Race has already expanded to the Iliad Continent with the help of the Soul God? This information is enough to cause an uproar on the continent.