After Saine finished searching the monster's soul, the Gray Monster trapped within the net of light lay completely still, seemingly dead.
What a tragically fated youth.
Once Saine withdrew the net of light, the monster's corpse began to corrode and dissolve over a wide area.
White vapor rose before Saine with a hiss.
When the last of the vapor dispersed, all that remained was a jet-black bead and a puddle of Corrosive Acid flowing across the ground.
"Ultimately, it was only an artificially synthesized product. Its condition was extremely unstable, and its spirit was terribly weak."
"In the academic circles of the Wizard World, it would be considered a complete failure."
"This black bead does resemble the crystal core within a Rank One creature, but unfortunately, it is also defective." Saine drew the bead into his hand, examined it twice, then shook his head.
Of course, the greatest pity was that this Gray Monster had directly died and evaporated.
Saine judged that this had happened because the Light Element magic he used was too strongly suppressive against the monster, triggering the already unbalanced energy structure in its body to collapse completely.
As for Saine's soul-searching, that had been the final straw that broke the camel's back.
"What a shame. If I'd known, I would've used fire magic." Saine smacked his lips twice.
The monster's direct dispersal and dissolution also cost Saine a rather fine specimen.
It was not that Saine lacked compassion. He had simply witnessed far too many similarly tragic scenes.
Back in the Underground World, Saine had long grown accustomed to death and darkness.
So what if a youth had been transformed into a monster by certain people?
At the City of Mozhsuobula Black Magic Academy, had there been few apprentices subjected to experimental modification by Black Magicians?