Meanwhile, Professor Sylph took out the "switch" and pressed the red button on it.
"Beep—"
The next second, Victor felt the burden weighing down his entire body vanish without a trace, leaving him light as a feather.
His perspective shifted, and he became like an "inner person."
His second consciousness—Demon King No. 1—once again took possession of his body.
This time, Mr. No. 1 did not bury his head in the sand.
It suddenly opened its eyes and turned its gaze westward like lightning.
Its connection with No. 2 had never been clearer!
So close! So close!
Save me! Save me!
No. 1 roared inwardly as it impatiently sent out a distress signal.
It knew very well that the connection between itself and No. 2 was mutual.
If it could sense No. 2's existence this clearly, then No. 2 could certainly sense its existence just as clearly.
And as comrades "burdened with the same fate," surely the other side would come save it after receiving its distress signal?
"What did you sense?"
Suddenly, the voice of that terrifying half-Elf professor pierced its ears like a shuttle.
No. 1's expression froze, and it quietly stopped sending its plea for help.
Then, trembling, it turned around and met the gaze of the Goddess of the Mind's Eye.
The bangs of "Magic Beast: Goddess of the Mind's Eye" stirred as the third eye between her brows quietly opened, and an extremely subtle smile appeared on her face.
I've been exposed! It's over!
The suddenly sharpened connection had caused No. 1's mind to drop its guard, exposing its hidden intention of "asking a comrade for help."
Of course, it had never been a particularly well-hidden thought.
Dark and the others had already deduced it.
Thus, even after the Goddess of the Mind's Eye