In the Evil Swamp Time-Space laboratory.
After the last alchemical needle pierced the Heavenly Wing Demon Lord's body, several murky eyes on his back opened at once.
Gray-green streams of Evil Swamp seeped from those eyes, attempting to invade the experimental platform along the alchemical needles.
But this time, they did not succeed.
An exceedingly thin blue-gray membrane of rules appeared from within the Heavenly Wing Demon Lord's body. After the gray-green Evil Swamp streams collided with the membrane, they first sank inward slightly, then were slowly pushed away from the Heavenly Wing Demon Lord's Rules Body.
Saine stood before the experimental platform, the Light of Truth flickering continuously in his eyes.
The Magic Cube floated beside his shoulder, recording every tremor that occurred after the membrane of rules appeared.
"Are you awake?" Saine asked.
The Heavenly Wing Demon Lord did not answer immediately.
He first flexed several pairs of remaining wings that he could still control, then said hoarsely, "Awake."
"What about those voices you heard before?"
"They're still there."
"But they can no longer directly overwhelm my will," the Heavenly Wing Demon Lord said in a low voice.
Saine raised his hand and increased the concentration of Evil Swamp Rules around the experimental platform.
More gray-green fog tides surged in from the outer arrays, and the Resistance Boundary Layer on the Heavenly Wing Demon Lord's body immediately shook violently.
Several murky eyes that had just closed reopened, and one of them even squeezed out half a twisted tentacle.
The Heavenly Wing Demon Lord let out a muffled groan.
Whenever this had happened in the past, his lucid consciousness would swiftly recede, replaced by the instincts of destruction and return bestowed upon him by the deep origin of the Evil Swamp.
This time, the Heavenly Wing Demon Lord did