He had already confirmed that the Symbiotic Pact had not been brought onto this throne.
When the distance between contractors grew too great, they would continuously lose vitality. Theus had conducted quite a few tests using this fact.
For example, he returned to the Golden Throne from the limit of the range, then had the Banshees move closer or farther away while switching between the palace and his other bodies.
The final conclusion was that one party to this Symbiotic Pact was this body of his—namely, Lord Theus.
Even if he descended into another body, he would not possess the abilities of the Symbiotic Pact. At the same time, the Banshees could still exchange vitality with Lord Theus's empty body.
The Symbiotic Pact was not bound to the soul. Or rather, "Theus" was not the soul that this pact could restrain.
This did not surprise him. The Golden Throne was clearly an existence of an extremely high order; no matter how he looked at it, it was not something a mere Symbiotic Pact could restrain.
But now, he had suddenly discovered that he could still use Mind Link. Yet he had no Symbiotic Pact with the Banshees here!
Theus fell silent. One hand supported his head as the fingers of his other hand lightly tapped the table in thought.
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"I can still use Mind Link... There are two possibilities."
"First, there is a Symbiotic Pact within Throne Theus's body, allowing me to use Mind Link."
"The other possibility is... this was an ability I possessed from the beginning."
To be honest, both possibilities were somewhat unbelievable. If it was the first, he could not explain why there was a Symbiotic Pact here. The Banshees' contracts required physical contact to be formed. Had they come here before?
This was not