As a vessel for containing power, the Complete Formula Solver could almost be called omnipotent.
So long as the necessary analysis was completed, and one possessed the power to control it.
Its user could freely weave anything they wished to do from an endless array of formulas.
And nothing would constrain that process.
That applied equally to Roland's own level, his control over the world, and his methods of dealing with enemies.
After realizing that the body Nephthys had transported into New Heaven and Earth was incomplete, Roland had followed the parameters' earlier pull to find her contingency.
Then, based on her condition and how she used her power, he only needed to calculate in advance what speed formula Nephthys would use to intercept her along her path.
Understanding a Demon God's power better than she did herself was no empty claim.
That was also why Nephthys's vigilance after reviving had failed to work.
After all, Roland had never gone looking for her. He had simply followed those trajectories of fate that even Demon Gods could not avoid and stood at the endpoint ahead of time, waiting for her.
"Well?"
There was no fighting spirit visible on Roland's face. He merely stroked the girl's long, silk-smooth hair calmly.
"Do you still want to keep fighting?"
"Personally, I'm not particularly interested, but it feels a little unfair to dismiss your efforts with a predetermined future."
Compared with his earlier frivolity, when victory had been firmly in his grasp, the pressure contained in these simple, mild words was even greater.
The bandages wrapped around the girl could isolate her from all physical deterioration and decay. Never mind the vacuum of space, Nephthys could survive even if she jumped into the sun.
Yet the silver-haired Demon God still felt as though every breath