725. Soul Confrontation

In the underground secret chamber of Twilight Castle, the runes that suppressed foreign mental power were running at full force.

Realizing that the abnormality in his soul had already been discovered, and that the Demon King seemed to bear no ill will, Sigismund quickly weighed the pros and cons, then decisively sold out his roommate completely.

"Soul stitching, a shared body—can Strange Dream achieve that kind of effect?"

As far as the Demon King knew, the Abyss Ritual known as Strange Dream could indeed connect two people's minds, but only to let them attack each other.

As for soul fusion, never mind Strange Dream—it was completely unheard of.

Even in theory, it was impossible.

A soul could not be stitched together with needle and thread like flesh and blood. Different souls were clearly separated from one another. Even in a case like Ah Huang's, where a vast number of souls had been devoured and crowded together, no so-called fusion phenomenon would occur.

"A special case? Interesting."

Everything had traces to follow. So-called special cases were merely truths people had failed to understand.

Therefore, in the Demon King's eyes, a special case represented unknown knowledge.

And with the learning he now possessed, even the slightest new thing could intertwine with his existing trove of knowledge and produce countless results!

The Demon King's interest was piqued, but he did not forget to incline himself slightly toward Sigismund. "Sigismund, I hope you won't blame me for disrupting your original arrangements."

"I wouldn't dare. But this room's effect is only suppression, isn't it?" Sigismund looked at the bright runes around them, somewhat helpless.

Based on his understanding of his roommate, once the suppression was lifted, the trouble might not be small.

What he worried about most was that his roommate, though little remained of