"What a pity. A fine warrior, yet I could no longer hold back!"
By the time Celine and Yanila arrived, they saw Roy shaking off the corpse of his enemy and retracting his chain spear.
A Wizard Array resembling a nautilus spiral appeared out of thin air, projecting a three-dimensional golden scale. On either side of the scale, a heart and a brain were being weighed.
This was the manifestation of the Transmutation Circle.
Both Soul Transmutation and Life Transmutation were in operation.
Life Energy and Soul Fire.
They were extracted in the form of phantoms and weighed on either side of the scale.
This was the prerequisite for the next step of utilization. Gradually mastering this innate power, Roy had already far surpassed his current stage, indirectly mastering the Soul-Seizing Art.
As expected, the most valuable among them was the Soul Fire of the Orc chieftain.
But just as Roy was about to seize it, an exceptionally fierce and overbearing aura emerged, shaking his very soul.
This Orc's soul carried a special imprint.
Similar to a Spellcaster's Arcane Imprint, but more sacred, grand, and vast!
Roy's heart skipped a beat, and he abruptly looked up at the empty sky.
"This feeling..."
He suddenly realized something.
"It's a deity!"
Devout warriors worship and believe in deities, having long since offered their souls to them.
Upon death, their souls would ascend to the heavens, entering the realm of the deity they worshipped.
For mortal beings, this was a choice of afterlife.
Only those without divine favor would be left behind.
"What just happened? I suddenly felt a sense of panic."
Celine looked around with a puzzled expression.
Atedia and Yanila also wore serious looks, on guard.
"Don't worry about it."
Roy pondered for a moment before snapping back to reality and speaking slowly.
That Orc must have been a devout believer, hence the connection to the divine realm.
But he wasn't a fanatic or a Sacred Soul.
It wouldn't provoke the Orc deity.
Moreover, this was the Netherlands, which had its own World's Will...
And the black chains that sealed the world!
"However, I really need to be careful from now on.
Even if I master the means to seize souls, I can't use it recklessly.
If I touch a fanatic or even a saint, it would definitely be a big trouble!"
Roy silently thought to himself.
Souls were precious strategic resources, long since divided among various powerful entities.
Whether it be righteous deities, evil gods, devils, Mages, Wizards...
Or any other beings...
They all craved souls!
Thinking this, Roy looked at the corpses of the other Orc warriors.
Sure enough, their soul auras were inexplicably fading, as if entering another dimension.
Soon, the corpses were as if purified, clean, without a trace of lingering souls.
This was a state of purification where even "Summoning Spirits" and "Spirit Communication Art" would fail.
In secular terms, they had ascended to the heavens, entering the divine realm to enjoy bliss.
Roy stored the Transmutation Magic Crystal containing the Orc chieftain's soul and hid it in his Spatial Ring for safekeeping, then collected blood and flesh samples.
He had a vague premonition that Janis had escaped and couldn't be caught.
Might as well take these as spoils of war, so as not to have come all this way for nothing.
As for the other centaurs...
He had already collected enough before, so he let them return to dust, to decompose naturally into the earth.
...
"These are all dead soldiers, left behind to cover their retreat and completely delay us!
Now that it's dark and the trail has been lost, if they weren't foolish enough to light a fire and rest in the wild, it should be very difficult to catch up with them..."
Two or three hours later.
Roy and the others continued to chase for a while, but they completely lost their target.
"How could this happen? They actually got away!"
Yanila and Celine both expressed disbelief, finding it hard to accept.
"It must be the technology brought by a mid to high magic world."
Roy simply said this and didn't elaborate further.
"Forget it, let's go back."
In the latter half of the night, they returned to the grassland area.
Looking back at the mountains under the night sky, they stood like silent high walls, dividing the entire world into two sides.
Roy turned his head, summoned the communication crystal, and began to contact his teacher.
"Roy, what's going on?"
Flosf seemed to be in silent meditation, and when disturbed, he looked over with a hint of confusion.
"Teacher, I discovered the Orc warriors of Osis.
They took away Kairon's youngest son, Janis..."
Roy spoke gravely, then briefly explained the general sequence of events.
"Even the Orcs of Osis are involved? This Kairon, he really has pulled off a big deal!"
Flosf's voice carried a rare hint of annoyance, tinged with dissatisfaction.
"What's going on?"
Roy was surprised, noticing a particular word.
"Also?"
"So far, it has been clearly known that Kairon's children have been in contact with forces from the Otherworld, including the Abyssal Demons, the Infernal Devils, the Mages of the Arcane Empire...
As expected, now there's another youngest son sent to the Orc Empire!"
Flosf said solemnly.
So that's how it is...
A strange expression gradually appeared on Roy's face.
Flosf said, "You should have some understanding of this world's history, right?"
Roy came back to his senses and nodded, "I know a little."
Flosf said, "500 years ago, during the Nether War, the Orc Empire also participated.
But they were defeated and completely withdrew.
The Great Wizards joined forces to destroy historical records and severed the lineage of the Centaurs...
Such a span of time, even for a third-level Wizard like me, is not short.
In the mortal world, it's enough for the rise and fall of dynasties to occur, enough to make people completely forget many things.
However, the Orc Empire has not forgotten, nor have those Orc deities.
Those escaped remnants will eventually bring back trouble!"
So, this is related to the World's Will and cross-dimensional teleportation.
Most worlds, whether they exist as planets or demiplanes, as long as there are life forms living on them, will have the World's Will.
This somewhat muddled existence is essentially the consciousness and spirituality of nature.
It will, like the immune system of a living being, instinctively resist foreign invasions.
Only those beings born locally and recognized by the local world can easily move in and out and exert sufficient strength.
If Janis returns after completing his studies, for this world, it would be like a wanderer returning home, easily accepted.
"By then, even the army he commands...
Those who harbor ulterior motives towards Netherlands...
Can also come in together!"
Roy suddenly understood the trouble his teacher was referring to.
This was indeed a big problem.
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