Angel had heard that the consciousness of a Demon God could be distributed into countless parts, spread across the pan-dimensional plane. The head of the Profound Alchemy Association he saw in the Sky Mechanical City was probably a projection of consciousness from the Profound Lord.
Angel wondered if the consciousness before him was the main or a fragmentary one of the Cruel Scholar.
“Human, as a scholar who pursues knowledge and research, I will not debase my consciousness like other Demon Gods,” the voice of the Cruel Scholar sounded extra serious.
So, according to what it said, did the main consciousness of the Cruel Scholar descend into the statue? Angel thought this but did not receive a reply from the Cruel Scholar.
Instead, after a silent moment, the Cruel Scholar said calmly, “Let me see again, what secrets your soul really holds.”
This statement indicated that during the previous encounter in the tunnel, the Cruel Scholar had not penetrated the secrets of his soul.
Angel faintly felt, perhaps the Cruel Scholar had suddenly sent his will into the statue in the hall because he had not seen through his soul before, and came specifically for another try?
Angel’s thoughts clearly reached the Cruel Scholar, and the response he got was a cold snort.
After the cold snort, Angel felt the Cruel Scholar’s gaze enter the Land of the Soul.
After that, Angel didn’t know what happened, but the itching sensation in his soul reappeared and directly projected onto his physical body.
From his back, a green Pattern slowly emerged, growing quietly.
It was like a green vine, incessantly extending from his back, one meter, two meters… five meters… ten meters.
Before Angel could react, the green vine had already grown in front of the Cruel Scholar’s statue.
Angel himself felt nothing, but the Cruel Scholar sensed a terrifying aura continuously emanating from the green vine.
With a flash of green light, Angel felt the sensation of being spied on within his Land of the Soul disappeared in an instant, that foreign power flowed out of his body like water.
At the same time, the green vine on Angel’s back began to shatter.
Angel too was startled, at first thinking it was the Cruel Scholar who had broken it.
But those green vines were actually themselves green Patterns; as they shattered, they turned into countless green Patterns, slowly revolving around him.
Angel was completely at a loss with the current situation, but quickly, he noticed something peculiar.
When the green Patterns enveloped him, his view of the distant Cruel Scholar changed, the sensation of being watched was gone.
Many thoughts flew through Angel’s mind, which the Cruel Scholar seemed completely unable to sense.
So, did these green Patterns actually mean “shielding”?
As Angel thought this, countless green Patterns surrounding him began to slowly dissipate, and eventually, only one green Pattern was left. It didn’t disappear but instead merged into his right hand.
Looking at the new green Pattern on his right hand, Angel didn’t know whether this was bad or good luck.
He actually gained a new green Pattern.
The meaning of this green Pattern, like the others, must be multi-layered. However, if it indeed represented “shielding,” that could be quite useful.
Angel’s thoughts merely skimmed the surface; his gaze ultimately returned to the statue of the Cruel Scholar.
Speaking of which, he had been in a state of dark chaos before.
But after the flash of green light, the Cruel Scholar withdrew his prying gaze from the soul, and immediately, Angel returned from that dark chaos to the hall.
At this moment, the statue of the Cruel Scholar in the center of the hall looked very calm, eyes drooped without a move.
But from an angle unseen by Angel, the eyes of the Cruel Scholar were filled with astonishment and even… fear.