The Magic That Rules the World

The Magic That Rules the World

To Luo Zhen, who possessed the divine-level Mind's Eye, every phenomenon occurring before him was clearly visible.

Even Spatial Transfer caused spatial fluctuations at the instant it was performed, and those fluctuations would likewise be laid bare before Luo Zhen's Mind's Eye.

Therefore, Luo Zhen could be certain that Sheffield's magic was not Spatial Transfer, because it had not caused any spatial fluctuations at all.

"Sheffield didn't enter space and transfer himself. Instead, his body suddenly dispersed like air, then condensed again somewhere else."

Edmund, Gretan, and even Ivan, who had been carried along with Sheffield, had all suddenly dispersed into the air before re-forming on Daedalus's deck. That was why it looked like instantaneous movement, like Spatial Transfer.

This allowed Luo Zhen to identify Sheffield's Magic Circuits.

However, on the deck, Edmund was staring intently at Yaya, Irori, and Koko beside Luo Zhen. He was also looking at the terrifying ice sculptures surrounding the group. Although cold sweat trickled down his forehead, his expression remained utterly fearless.

"What terrifying Dolls. Although they lack Ivan's strategic value, their individual performance is no inferior to Ivan's after she was equipped with Infinite Chain Reaction. And with someone like you controlling them... I see. I suddenly understand why you were able to single-handedly annihilate those people from the Divine Workshop, and why you were able to make the entire Knights of the Cross, whom Germany was so proud of, perish at the Night Party."

Edmund turned his gaze toward Luo Zhen and finally extended an olive branch.

"How about bringing those three Automaton Dolls over to my side? I guarantee I'll make you far more impressive than any so-called demon king on the battlefield."

Edmund laughed somewhat arrogantly.

But compared to Edmund, Luo Zhen's smile was