"Come to think of it, Black Mist Camp is also filled with Great Sin Chains."
Shade thought of this again, then decided to ask the question on his mind:
"Why did you ask me that?"
"The chains you wield are not a power just anyone can master. Cherish this power. You may not understand what it means now, but one day, you will realize what kind of gift the person who gave you this power truly bestowed upon you."
That answer was practically no answer at all, but at least it showed that the Great Sin Chains were a very unique power. Shade had known that from the start. After all, this was the only Thaumaturgy he had encountered so far that could directly affect a Ring Arcanist's Destiny Ring.
After all, even among relics capable of directly affecting a Ring Arcanist's Destiny Ring and Another Me, he had only ever seen that mirror in the Tobesk Underground Ruins.
The transaction had already been completed. Amid the blazing flames on the other side of the rift, to the right of Mr. Jackman, who had originally used his spirit body to block the crack, a corpse lying on the ground unexpectedly appeared within the flames. That corpse was clearly identical to the soul.
The soul could not move because it was blocking the rift, and naturally, neither could the corpse. Yet in Shade's and Miss Higgins's eyes, the two were gradually drawing closer until they merged into one.
"Overlapping space? Or is the ground moving?"
Naturally, no one answered that question. Having regained his body, the man who had been suffering in the flames actually stood up. With a wave of the god's hand atop the Clock Tower, golden light appeared and temporarily sealed the rift in the ground that was