The Black Giant Priests arrived swiftly after receiving the order.
Following Benjamin's instructions, they did not rashly attempt to separate it. Instead, they first modeled the surrounding environment.
Benjamin crouched beside the energy device, his fingers lightly resting against the edge of its casing as the All-Purpose Eye peeled back, layer by layer, the instrument's inner wall and its coating structure—so intricate it was almost uncanny.
Just then, a hurried set of footsteps rapidly approached from behind.
He did not even need to turn around to know who it was.
Across the entire battlefield, only Viola could walk with such smug self-satisfaction while stubbornly pretending to be reserved.
"The interrogation results are in!"
Viola stopped behind him, her hands clasped behind her back and her chin slightly raised. The curve of her lips was nearly reaching her ears, and she practically radiated the air of someone who had returned laden with spoils.
"Just as we guessed, these octopus-faces are merely a small unit within their civilization. The main force of the entire Octopus-folk civilization has been split into dozens, perhaps hundreds, of squads, each carrying out different missions across several regions. But their mouths are tight, and their souls have restrictions placed on them. It'll be difficult to get any useful information in a short time."
At that, she deliberately paused, her sparkling eyes fixed on Benjamin as though waiting for him to ask more.
But Benjamin merely remained crouched where he was and cooperatively gave an "Mm." His gaze did not even leave the device.
Viola did not mind. She simply continued on her own.
"Still, thanks to that commander being scared out of his wits, I pried the coordinates of a Multi-Race Alliance stronghold out of him." Viola spoke with a trace of pleasure in her voice.
But