The spindle-shaped skeleton of the core of the magic swelled violently, and purple light flowed over it, staining the floor of the main hall with a cold color. Then the behemoth, two meters above the ground, slowly rotated, with flickering fluorescence, its brilliance was no less than that of the neon marquee of later generations.

But the skeletons that opened out of thin air were telling Roland that magic did go beyond the realm of "physics" in some way. There is no fulcrum, but they can be separated without separation, as if there is an invisible hand pulling them.

"How the hell did the Underworld make these things?" he looked at Pasha, "If I gave you the materials, would you be able to make a replica?"

"I'm afraid not at the moment, Your Majesty," Pasha shook her head, "I don't want to admit it, but this race has a much deeper understanding of magic than the Federation, and Selene is already a leader in the Quest Society, and has only learned how to operate them for hundreds of years. 」

"Lack of manpower is also a major problem," Selene turned around, "Interpreting its construction is no more than simply instilling magic - you have to feel thousands of touchpoints at the same time to get a rough view of it, and the skin of a normal person simply can't do that. 」

"In other words, to understand it, you have to be what you are?" Tilly asked.

"That's right, just like a summer insect doesn't know the cold of winter, and a deaf person can't hear the sound of everything. "I can't even describe what I've felt in human language—because there's no such thing in the existing vocabulary. So now, only Pasha and I can control the mana core. 」

"Wait...... Do you mean that the rough-looking main whisker on the primordial carrier is actually very sensitive?" Roland was surprised.

"It's not just the main whiskers, it's every tentacle," Selene rightly said, "they can tell the difference between hot and cold, smell, wet and dry...... As well as the subtle touch, the main beard can even directly feel the flow of magic. So once transferred to the carrier, it is no longer possible to adapt to the body of the past. What, are you interested in it?"

"No, I'm just asking......" Roland involuntarily looked away, at this critical time, don't think about some things that you don't have. No matter how sensitive the Lord is, it is also a powerful weapon of the primordial carrier, and he remembers that Phyllis said that the carrier itself is not weaker than the witch of divine punishment by strength alone.

However, it can be seen that as an ordinary person who wants to study magic, there is an almost insurmountable barrier in itself—how can he study it if he can't even do it? Until there is a reliable means of observation, this is destined to be a discipline that belongs only to a few.

"Core Three has been adjusted to Soul Instrument mode, and the transfer is about to begin," Selene's voice interrupted his thoughts, and with the reminder, Pasha and Elfis inserted their main whiskers into their spindles.

Roland's eyes widened, lest he miss a detail.

But in fact, there was nothing strange about this process, only to see two rays of light bloom from the core, covering the two stone beds below, and at the same time, the magic that filled the skeleton surged rapidly. In half an hour, Selene let out a sigh, "Luckily, this guy was indeed able to be captured by the Soul Instrument, and now it's just waiting for it to attach to the Divine Punishment Samurai. 」

"Is that the end of it?" he blinked.

"In fact, soul transfer is a process of exchanging keys," Pasha explained, "If you look through the multicolored magic stones, you will see that the pillars of light that originally belonged to the devil have been withdrawn from the Divine Punishment Army. 」

Before the ancient witch's words fell, the Divine Punishment Warrior, who was originally motionless, suddenly opened his eyes suddenly!

The features on his face were crumpled and looked particularly hideous, not only did he make a strange noise in his throat, but his body was shaking incessantly, and his fingers were bent in several directions like dead wood—this strange sight made the onlookers take a step back.

"It's like being suddenly stuffed into an unfamiliar body," Zoe began, "and we're not much better off when we first transform, and we can't even eat without help." ”

Roland couldn't help but think of a group of exiled witches crawling and rolling in their cold holes...... can grit his teeth and persist for more than ten years, no matter in which way he is a strong-willed person.

"This is also the time when the devil's mind is at its most confused, so I'll leave it to Ms. Camilla. She looked at the crowd, "If you want to know anything, just ask, and if there is an answer, I will repeat its thoughts." Zoe paused, "I have another request. ”

"You say. Roland nodded.

"No matter what happens, as long as I don't signal to stop, don't interrupt the resonance of the heart. She said word by word, "It's all about interrogation." ”

"This ......," the look on Camilla Dare's face finally changed.

"I know," without much hesitation, Roland quickly agreed—the other party had already come to his senses, and worrying now was just too much, which was tantamount to underestimating her determination.

"In that case, I'm going to use my abilities. The Grand Butler of the Sleeping Island gave him a deep look, then raised his hands and placed them on the shoulders of Zoe and the Divine Punishment Samurai.

A look of pain suddenly appeared on Zoe's face.

Then, as if she couldn't bear it, she opened her mouth and roared—but in an instant, Roland knew that it was the devil who made the sound, and the connected hearts made the devil roar through her mouth.

"What have you done to me!?" her voice was a little distorted for a moment, "Inferior reptile, let me go!

The witches couldn't help but take a breath, "Could it be that Zoe ...... her?"

"It's just a threat," Anna said calmly, "look at her fingers. ”

Only then did everyone notice that the Witch of Divine Punishment was holding a finger up in her right hand, swinging back and forth easily, obviously not looking like she was being controlled.

Roland also guessed the other party's thoughts, and it was obvious that this method of communication was more direct than a question and answer, leaving less time for the devil to think and resist.

"Inferior creepers?" he sneered, "and what are you who lost to us?"

"I ...... Defeated?" the devil was stunned, his voice suddenly lowered, and his painful expression resurfaced, but Roland couldn't tell whether the pain came from the devil's chaotic thoughts or Zoe herself.

"That's right, you were almost beaten into a sieve, and your army was wiped out, half of them were killed on the spot, and the other half did not escape back to Tachira alive. But now is not the time to relax, he said, "We also filled in the underground camp by the way, and at the same time burned thousands of devils to ashes with a single fire. So, tell me, who's the inferior!?"

By the time of the last sentence, his tone had changed to a question.

"No, it can't be! unless, unless......" Zoe's head swayed from side to side, and after a few moments she looked up and muttered in a stunned tone, "Did you also grab a legacy shard and the clan was upgraded?" those weapons...... It's also based on the contents of the fragments?"

Roland immediately caught the keyword, "Legacy Fragment - what is that? What does it mean to upgrade?"