If the Pirate King had been blown to death or injured, Theus could understand that—at most, the yield would need adjusting.
But completely unscathed?
Could it be Cognitive Interference?
No, impossible. Cognitive Interference only worked on one's own creations. Otherwise, those monsters did not recognize bullets either, yet they had still left corpses everywhere.
This was somewhat beyond Theus's understanding.
"Monica, do you know why?"
"I don't. If it were me, I would have been hurt by that bomb too. I felt its shockwave just now—it really was incredibly powerful."
Monica had been in the seawater when the explosion occurred. She had been far closer than Castel, so the impact of the bomb's detonation had been much greater for her.
Yet even so, the Pirate King remained completely unharmed.
After thinking for a moment, Theus headed toward Moth Chasing Flame's hiding place, intending to ask Chloe.
She knew far more about the Transcendence world than he did and might be able to offer some advice. Perhaps he should help her find a new shell soon.
Richard had once said that Chloe was already dead. Unless she found a new shell, she would not be able to remain inside the chrysalis for much longer.
A blank shell.
When Richard mentioned that, Theus suddenly recalled something. He had once conducted an experiment with Chloe in the church, trying to use Nymph's special nature to directly purify the Pollution within Chloe. Chloe had suddenly lost control then. If not for the Symbiotic Pact's restorative power, he likely would not have been able to save his arm.
When he pulled his hand out, a word had suddenly flashed through his mind—[Shell].
The incident had left a deep impression on Theus. He remembered it, yet had never known why that word had surfaced in his