This bright blue orb of light should have come from a True Spirit-level Magician of the Wizard World.
Even with Saine's knowledge and the Faceless Mask's analytical abilities, he could not see through the essence of this cluster of law light. One could well imagine the profound mysteries it contained.
When the bright blue radiance finally gradually dissipated from the artificial satellite,
the orb of light in Saine's hand seemed to have faded somewhat, while the Decepticons and other Intelligent Robots before him showed no particularly obvious changes in appearance.
The only change... should have been their bearing.
Like a man in shackles finally cutting through one link of his restraints, their confidence and a certain ambition gradually swelled.
Saine even guessed that the strength of the Decepticons and the other Intelligent Robots had also increased by a small amount.
He just did not know whether those True Spirit-level Magicians of the Wizard Civilization had left behind any countermeasures when creating this orb of law light, measures to restrain these Intelligent Robots that had gained "freedom."
After the orb of law light finished its infiltrative transformation, it was clear that the robots before Saine were all in quite good moods.
Their leader, the Decepticons, was one of the calmest among them. Beyond savoring the fragrance of freedom, the Decepticons' mechanical glowing eyes also turned toward the orb in Saine's hand.
Its gaze carried longing and possessiveness.
Only after Saine put the orb of law light away again did the Decepticons rein in its gaze.
Saine looked at the Decepticons and the several high-level Intelligent Robots behind it with a smile on his face.
He was not overly worried that these Intelligent Robots would turn against him. At the very least, the Decepticons would absolutely not do so now.
Because this