Chapter 993 Soul Interrogation (Part 1)

The spindle-shaped skeleton of the magic core suddenly expanded, and purple light flowed on it, dyeing the ground of the hall with a cold color. Then this behemoth two meters above the ground slowly rotated, with flickering fluorescence, its splendor was no less brilliant than the neon revolving lanterns of later generations.

However, those skeletons that opened out of thin air told Roland that magic indeed exceeded the category of "physics" to some extent. There is obviously no fulcrum, but they can separate without being scattered, as if there is a pair of invisible hands holding them.

"How did the underground civilization create these things?" He looked at Pasha, "If you are given the corresponding materials, can you make replicas?"

"I'm afraid not at the moment, Your Majesty," Pasha shook her head. "Although I don't want to admit it, this group's research on magic is far more advanced than that of the Federation. Celine is already a leader in the Quest, and she has only learned how to do it in hundreds of years. Operate them."

"Lack of manpower is also the main problem," Celine turned around. "Analyzing its structure is not as simple as instilling magic power - you have to feel thousands of touch points at the same time to roughly see its full picture, and ordinary people's skin can't do it at all. Less than this."

"In other words, if you want to understand it, you have to become what you are now?" Tilly asked.

"That's right, just like summer insects don't know the cold of winter, and deaf people can't hear the sounds of all things." Celine said with some helplessness, "I can't even describe what I got and felt in human language - because now There is no similar expression in the vocabulary. So until now, only Pasha and I can control the magic core."

"Wait... Do you mean that the rough-looking main whisker on the original carrier is actually very sensitive?" Roland asked in surprise.

"It's not just the main beard, but every tentacle is like this," Celine said matter-of-factly. "They can distinguish between hot and cold, smell, dryness and wetness...as well as subtle to extreme touches. The main beard can even directly feel the magic. The flow of it. So once it is transferred to the carrier, it can no longer adapt to the previous body. What, are you interested in it?"

"No, I'm just asking..." Roland couldn't help but look away. At this critical moment, it's better not to think about something that is not there. No matter how sensitive the main beard is, it is also a powerful weapon for the original carrier. He remembered that Phyllis said that in terms of strength alone, the carrier itself is not weaker than the God's Punishment Witch.

However, it can be seen that as an ordinary person who wants to study magic, there is an almost insurmountable barrier - if you can't even perceive it, how can you study it? Before reliable observation methods are available, this is destined to be a subject belonging to only a few people.

"Core No. 3 has been adjusted to the soul instrument mode, and the transfer is about to begin." Celine's voice interrupted his thoughts. Following this reminder, Pasha and Elxia also inserted the main beard into the spindle. .

Roland's eyes widened, fearing he would miss any detail.

But in fact, there was nothing strange about this process. Two rays of light bloomed from the core, covering the two stone beds below, and at the same time, the magic power filling the skeleton surged rapidly. For half a quarter of an hour, Celine let out a deep breath, "Luckily, this guy can indeed be captured by the soul instrument. Now we just wait for it to attach itself to the God's Punishment Warrior."

"Is this the end?" He blinked.

"In fact, soul transfer is a process of exchanging keys," Pasha explained. "If you observe through the colorful magic stone, you will see that the light pillar that originally belonged to the devil has been extracted to the God's Punishment Army."

Before the ancient witch could finish her words, the originally motionless Divine Punishment Warrior suddenly opened his eyes!

The facial features on his face were wrinkled, looking particularly ferocious. Not only was there a strange sound in his throat, but his body was also shaking constantly, and his fingers were bent in several directions like dead wood - this strange sight made the onlookers witch They couldn't help but take a step back.

"It's like being suddenly stuffed into a strange body," Zoe said. "Our appearance after the first transformation was not much better. If no one helps, we can't even eat."

Roland couldn't help but think of a group of exiled witches crawling and wallowing in a cold cave... Being able to grit their teeth and persevere for more than ten years meant that they were strong-willed people in every sense of the word.

"This is also the time when the devil's thoughts are most confused, so the next step is left to Ms. Carmilla." She looked at everyone, "If you want to know any information, just ask directly. If there is an answer, I will repeat its thoughts. Come out." Zoe paused, "In addition, I have another request."

"You said it." Roland nodded.

"No matter what happens, as long as I don't signal the end, don't interrupt the spiritual resonance." She said word by word, "Everything is focused on interrogation."

"This..." The expression on Carmilla Darry's face finally changed.

"I know," Roland agreed quickly without any further hesitation - the other party had already realized that, and if she was worried that it would be unnecessary, she would be underestimating her determination.

"In that case, I'm going to use my ability." The chief steward of Sleeping Island looked at him deeply, then raised his hands and placed them on the shoulders of Zoe and the God's Punishment Warrior.

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

Then, as if she couldn't bear it anymore, she opened her mouth and roared out - but in an instant, Roland knew that the voice was from the devil, and the connected hearts made the devil roar with the help of her mouth.

"What did you do to me!?" Her voice was distorted for a moment, "You low-level reptiles, let me go! Otherwise, I want this female to look good!"

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

"This is just a threat," Anna said calmly, "Look at her fingers."

Only then did everyone notice that God's Punishment Witch had a finger on her right hand, swinging it back and forth easily, obviously not under control.

Roland also guessed what the other party was thinking. Obviously, compared to asking and answering, this method of communication was more direct and left less time for the devil to think and resist.

"A low-level reptile?" He sneered, "Then who are you if you lose to us?"

"I...lost?" The devil was stunned for a moment, his voice suddenly deepened, and his painful expression reappeared, but Roland couldn't tell whether the pain came from the devil's chaotic thoughts or from Zoe herself.

"Yes, you were almost beaten into a sieve, and your army was completely wiped out. Half of them died on the spot, and the other half failed to escape back to Taquila alive." But now is not the time to relax, he took advantage of the situation and said, "We also filled up the underground camp and burned thousands of devils into ashes with a fire. So, tell me, who is the lower species!?"

By the last sentence, his tone had turned into a question.

"No, this is impossible! Unless, unless..." Zoe shook her head from side to side. After a while, she raised her head and murmured in a shocked tone, "Did you also grab a piece of inheritance? The clan has obtained Upgrade? Those weapons...were also created based on the contents of the fragments?"

Roland immediately caught the key word, "Inheritance fragment - what is that? What does promotion mean?"