"So you're pretty brave, huh? You dared call me a fool. Who gave you the nerve?"
Kalpas glared at Anaxa's projection and berated him.
"Getting angry won't help. I'm just an illusory projection—you can't hit me~"
"Also, don't interrupt me. Silence is golden."
The moment Anaxa finished speaking, a blazing fist slammed toward him, passing straight through his projection.
"Silence my ***! Stop putting on airs in front of me!"
Enraged, Kalpas unleashed a fiery barrage against Anaxa's projection, but his attacks found no purchase. He was punching empty air.
"This person really has a nasty way of talking..."
Mimi immediately complained. They all thought he spoke unpleasantly, let alone hot-tempered Kalpas.
"Stop hitting already. Is punching the air that interesting?"
"At this very moment, the one standing before you and negotiating with you is not some so-called echo of memory. It is my precious scientific creation, something you do not understand: a noble, pure, certain, indisputable truth."
"Through alchemy, I shattered my soul, refined it into gold, and buried it here. This separated portion of my soul can communicate with you all, so that when you have no idea what is happening, someone can explain it to you."
Anaxa's words made everyone understand at once. This absolute madman had actually used alchemy to shatter his own soul, refine it into gold, and attach this part of his soul to it so he could speak with them?
"Gold? Where? Where?"
Stelle looked around in delight, making Anaxa's soul projection twitch at the corner of his mouth...
"Uh, Stelle, don't be like that..."
Feng Jin looked helplessly at Stelle, who was searching everywhere for gold, and stopped herself from saying more.
"Stop looking. If you want gold, I'll give you some."
As she spoke, Theresa directly activated the authority of the