"Are all of you gathered here?"
"Yes."
"What about the artificial deity and the other Great Wizards?"
"The elders have gone to a city, preparing to bring the world back on the right track."
"..."
"Haha, back on the right track."
Faced with the response of the wizard under spell control, Ronald’s expression grew complex.
Bapulor was engaged in deep conversation with the magician apprentices controlled by Saint Catherine’s sword, while Ronald was solely responsible for interrogating the wizard elite.
The highest-ranking wizard present.
It was indeed more reassuring for Ronald to ask the questions himself.
"How many Great Wizards accompanied the artificial deity?"
"Tower masters of various disciplines, so elderly, and strong individuals we’ve never t before... I don’t know the exact number."
"Then about how many people? I an the number of Great Wizards who possess the original text."
"The total number of Great Wizards is around thirty."
"How much do you know about the main plan?"
"..."
The wizard in question lapsed into silence once again.
After maintaining this state for a few seconds, he then shook his head and responded:
"I don’t know, the elders only instructed us to stand guard here before they left. Moreover, if we encounter an enemy we cannot fend off, it is completely permissible for us to scatter and flee for our lives."
"Flee for our lives—this so-called fleeing is likely about you spreading the arcane side of magic knowledge, isn’t it?"
Ronald asked sarcastically, half in jest, and the wizard in front of him cooperated by nodding in agreent:
"Yes, this is also our last mission."
"No matter what the outco is, disseminating knowledge is the most important task for Barrier Mountain to return to the world. People should not be kept in the dark; the truth deserves to be known fairly by all."
Ronald covered his head and shook it:
"That does sound quite grandiose."
The subjects of this interrogation were controlled wizards, and the ti expended was rely over two minutes.
After dealing with the wizards’ mories,
Ronald was ready to return to Springs with Bapulor.
Whoosh—
Just then, a divine magic power began to spread from Ronald’s wrist.
After successfully leaving the "Infinite Negative Domain," the trial of the "Heavenly Star"—the "Angel of Wisdom"—was passed.
Without a word, Ronald enshrined this magic power onto a ring.
With the final spell power obtained from the Heavenly Chapter, the "Divine Cody" spell, whose completion was further enhanced, also underwent an overall improvent.
The Hell Chapter’s enhancent was very straightforward.
Aside from being able to cast all spells at once, the standard power and range of effect were once again increased.
As for the Heavenly Chapter, the main role.
The advantages brought by this enhancent were truly exceptionally powerful.
Firstly, all magic stored in magical items began to flow back into Ronald’s body. From now on, whenever Ronald wished to cast a spell from the Heavenly Chapter, no activation action would be required; the mont he thought of it, the spell would imdiately manifest.
In a sense—
Ronald’s body had beco the vessel for the Heavenly Chapter’s spells.
The swiftness and sensitivity in casting provided an almost imasurable advantage in battle.
At that mont, Bapulor, who was nearby, noticed sothing about Ronald:
"Ronald, your magic power..."
Ronald promptly replied:
"I’ve made so adjustnts to certain spells."
While verbally shrugging off the heretical magician’s curiosity, Ronald continued to feel the final spell of the Heavenly Chapter.
The ability brought by the "Angel of Wisdom"—"Soul Control."
The spell was not simply for attack or defense, nor was it like a barrier or an enhancent.
It was more like a permission.
With this spell, the caster could activate interference in the soul domain.
Whether it was attacking an enemy on the spiritual level, examining their own condition, or conducting research in the realm of the soul,
these were all directions that Ronald could now explore.
As for the developnt of subsequent abilities, it depended entirely on Ronald’s own capacity.
"..."
The two flew towards Springs.
In silence, Ronald had already soundlessly activated the spell "Soul Domination" for the first ti.
Sniffing the brisk sea breeze that raced by.
The first thing that ca into Ronald’s view was the soul of Bapulor, the heretical magician.
——It was unexpected.
Even though Bapulor’s soul was entangled with evil magic power and so bizarre tentacles, the heretic magician’s soul still undoubtedly bore a human form.
Ronald slightly squinted his eyes; he could even see the wrinkles on this middle-aged man’s soul.
Of course, the most important part was the brain.
At the location of the soul’s head, sothing that resembled a parchnt to floated there.
This must be Bapulor’s original to, manifesting within his soul.
Moreover, because of the previous magic fluctuation, Bapulor had not noticed Ronald’s condition, and even had the leisure to cheerfully look around at the scenery above the sea as he flew.
This guy...
Ronald felt sowhat subtle.
But soon, he turned his attention to himself.
Seeing oneself for the first ti from the perspective of the soul was a very unique experience.
Ronald’s soul was very different from Bapulor’s.
Firstly, at the position of his soul’s head, only a stone tablet-shaped miniature of his original to floated there, while other tos he possessed revolved around the soul in a pure state of magical power.
——And Ronald’s soul was extrely pure.
Unlike Bapulor, whose soul exhibited certain phenona due to the influence of the original to.
Ronald’s soul was a clean human soul, with no changes other than the original to, and certainly no shadow of tentacles or the like.
Both were holders of an original to, yet there was a clear distinction between them.
What was the reason?
——Was it because different types of original tos had different impacts?
——Was it the length of ti one had possessed an original to?
——Was it the repeated use of the Complete Technique?
——Or is it because... as a transmigrator, there are also unique aspects to one’s soul?
"..."
As Ronald pondered this issue,
Bapulor, flying over the sea, curiously started a casual conversation with Ronald:
"Ronald, why do you think the sea is blue?"
"Because it’s deep enough."
"The sunlight penetrates the clouds and shines upon the water, and then the sea absorbs light of different wavelengths..."
Suddenly, Ronald’s explanation grew absent-minded.
As ti passed,
he began to feel sothing odd.
Though the island was a considerable distance from Springs, and one couldn’t see land in a short flight,
if Ronald wasn’t mistaken,
there were other islands around this sea island the last ti he sailed out.
On the way back to Springs, they should have been able to see the silhouettes of those islands.
But now——
Why was there nothing at all?
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