CHAPTER 401: CHAPTER 43 RESEARCH ON THE SHELL

"Mom..."

"Hmm, Mom is here."

"Mom, I miss you so much... Although I say that, I’ve never actually seen you, haha..."

*The more Satan Ye said this, the more she laughed lightly, the more guilty Reverie felt. She tightly grasped Satan Ye’s hand and did not bother to explain herself in front of her daughter the way she did in front of Yila.*

The mother and daughter reunited after a long time, under the curious eyes of the maids and Hilena.

Yila felt there was no need for her to stay there. Anyway, after Reverie gave Satan Ye some hot, unknown herbal mush, Satan Ye’s fever quickly subsided... now it’s better to leave them to their time.

At this moment, Yila had something very important to do.

After closing the door to Satan Ye’s bedroom, Yila stepped out, and as the Black Knights saluted, she casually chanted to manifest the void wing spread—"First Wing Pillar·Tikapu·Wing Spread."

In an instant, Yila disappeared, reappearing in Vera’s room. Next, he would help revive Tikapu and Raphael... Although even now, it was hard to say if the two were truly dead.

The souls entering his own body felt the same; the boundary between life and death in Yila’s soul, within Yila’s Death Trigger, seemed so fragile and insignificant.

The body needed to be active again on the Main Plane, and it was placed in Vera’s room.

"..."

"The adhesion of the flesh is still unreliable... Yes, yes, if I want the flesh to connect with the bones..."

*Vera seemed to be muttering something to herself, studying a skeleton hanging in her room... Vera had attached a lot of flesh to the skeleton.*

The semi-skeleton, semi-flesh person composed of stitched lines looked somewhat terrifying, like a stitched monster.

"Let’s try again... [Primordial Technique·Heaven and Earth White]."

While chanting, Vera didn’t notice Yila standing in the corner of her room. With a minimal amount of Mana consumed, she awakened the skeleton in front of her, and with [0] Mana consumption, controlled it to break free from the ropes and stand on the ground.

But then, the layers of flesh on the skeleton fell off, just like shedding heavy clothing... forcibly stitched flesh was naturally usable.

But that belonged to the domain of [Corpse Summoning]. Whether it was the [Primordial Technique·Heaven and Earth White] obtained by sacrificing Vera’s arm, or normal skeleton control spells, they could not manipulate such corpses.

Magic wasn’t an idealistic force, nor could it be comprehensively described by materialism... Magic was magic, systematic and logical, requiring study, with its own set of limitations and self-restraints.

Vera was entirely messing around at that moment.

"It doesn’t work after all... This is really troublesome."

Even Vera judged herself this way, apparently all her previous attempts were driven by a [might as well try] mentality, casually performing actions without consequence... No loss, and if it succeeded, it would be a huge gain.

How about that?

So, what was Vera trying to achieve?

*Yila thought about that, watching Vera study the ownerless shell stored in her room... realizing why Vera had so cheerfully agreed to his request of "placing the shell in Vera’s room."*

It seemed Vera, as a magician, was quite interested in bodies that could carry souls freely, change their form with the soul itself, and bear a certain degree of power.

The people in this world had inherited bloodlines, and finding a random body to possess that had no Mana adaptability would turn even the Ultimate Mage into a useless being.

Even the soul boxes of liches needed to be created, modified, and maintained according to one’s own body as a template... This is precisely why soul boxes were deemed precious.

"If modelling after the stitched beast approach doesn’t work, then fully simulating muscle texture and skin to create a simulated life... No, a similar approach definitely wouldn’t work either."

*Vera was muttering to herself, she seemed a bit troubled, complaining; "The things from the Spirit Realm are really baffling, bodies purely composed of soul matter but quickly materializing after possession... There’s no reference point to mimic."*

Bodies composed of soul matter, yet quickly materializing... sounded familiar.

*Yila pondered, along with Vera, then occurred to him, he advised the sleepy-looking Vera sitting at the desk: "As for a reference... the Headless Knight is similar too."*

"..."

"Eeek!!!"

*Vera let out a strange cry, suddenly looking toward the corner of the room, clearly startled, she exclaimed: "You scared the life out of me! Suddenly making noise in a silent room, you scared me dead! Wow, when did you come in?"*

Yila shrugged, walked to Vera’s side, casually placed his hand on her neck, lightly squeezing it, responding: "It’s been a while... And you’re up to no good."

*Since there was no Mana in his body, Yila simply stood there without any noticeable fluctuation emanating from him... This was something people easily overlooked.*

*After all, people in this world relied quite heavily on [sensing].*

"Hahaha... Yila, what are you talking about... What do you mean ’up to no good?’..."

*Vera awkwardly looked away, her neck stiffened completely as Yila squeezed it, she argued: "I... I just... Yes, I was trying to help you, wasn’t I? I’m mimicking these Spirit Realm things!"*

*Though her motive might not be to [help me], it was still fact... And if the research yielded results, it could indeed benefit the Demon King Territory.*

"Oh, it seems I misunderstood... Thank you then."

Yila said this, letting go of his slightly threatening hand, instead patting Vera’s head.

"..."

"..."

"..."

After a lengthy silence, Vera glanced at Yila in confusion, then turned her head back, snarking: "You believe this now? Have you become silly for three years after childbirth or turned dumb after falling in love?"

Yila twitched his mouth...

*bang!*

"Ouch!"

Amid the dull thump and Vera’s cry of pain, Yila retracted the hand that had knocked on her head. Under her resentful gaze, he said: "The Headless Knight’s altar might give you inspiration... Taking two relatively intact shells won’t hinder your research, right?"

"No problem at all... Hmm, who do you want to resurrect?"

Vera asked.

"Tipcapu... and that Heavenly Holy Knight."

"..."

Vera: "Um, suit yourself... Remember to mutate my Mana soon~"

"Alright, alright~"

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Vera: Yila casually brushed me off, and I burn with rage inside!