Morgan was slightly annoyed.
She wanted this guy to fight her properly and entertain her, not act like a skunk releasing such a foul odor upon encountering danger.
This was not a battle; this was torture, whether it was torturing him or torturing herself opposite him.
To be honest, Morgan did not believe that the existence opposite her lacked a sense of smell.
In fact, this existence wearing human skin really could be without a sense of smell.
As mentioned when his heart was crushed earlier, for this guy, everything on his body could be a virtually fabricated existence.
Precisely because of this, completely destroying his own nose to diminish his sense of smell was not an overly difficult task.
In short, the actions of this guy before her truly made the Witch of Britain somewhat unhappy.
And this unhappiness naturally meant the Witch of Britain would strike even more ruthlessly.
Even if a bizarre, wall-like object lay horizontally before her, it did not mean it could block her assault.
Morgan waved her finger gently to the side.
One after another, red magical energy attacks, sharp as longswords, slowly floated in mid-air.
Subsequently, they stabbed directly and rapidly towards herself, piercing through her own body.
However, Morgan did not suffer the slightest injury.
On the contrary, the existence wearing human skin standing behind that wall of pillars spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, followed by being pierced by a massive amount of red magical energy.
It was just that the spat-out blood transformed into magical energy within a short time and gradually dissipated.
As the Witch of Britain, upon seeing all this, she naturally understood immediately what was happening.
Clearly, this fresh blood was also merely an existence simulated using magical energy.
It could be said that this humanoid guy before her was virtual from skin to bone.
Looking again at those objects resembling tentacles yet also like pillars spliced together to form the defensive wall, Morgan boldly guessed that these things were his internal essence.
"Are these pillars your true body? So what kind of existence are you? A Demon God Pillar?"
The body of the man wearing the green suit stiffened noticeably.
Even the aura of magical energy on his body seemed to fluctuate violently.
As a witch, Morgan naturally could not perceive this incorrectly.
A smile appeared on the face beneath the black veil.
Even the corners of her eyes drooped slightly, and her eyes took on a curved shape.
It was just like a queen looking down from above, despising and mocking a slave.
"It looks like I guessed correctly. Heh... So it really is the legendary Demon God Pillar. In my research, the Demon God Pillars and the 72 Demon Gods should be different existences. Now it seems that is correct. Moreover, it appears you have no connection with the legendary Hell either. Well..... I have no mood to care about the derivative matters regarding the 72 Demon Gods and the Demon God Pillars representing their authority....."
In more current legends, it is mostly the 72 Demon Gods occupying the 72 Demon God Pillars belonging to their own authority, thereby controlling the entire Demon World.
But as long as one peeks into some past traces and ancient texts, one can understand that stories are ultimately just circulating stories.
Perhaps due to people's thoughts, new supernatural existences were born to continue this legend, but before this, there should have been something else.
King Solomon returning power and miracles to the heavens represented the beginning of the decline of the Age of Gods on the earth.
However, this did not mean the Age of Gods ended there.
Otherwise, there would not have been the birth of Jesus later, let alone Martha subduing the Son of Leviathan in the time of Christ.
Of course, after the Age of Gods ended, the so-called Glory of the Lord would still occasionally be left behind on the earth.
Of course, the specifics should be left for those specializing in research to analyze.
Of course, if you want to talk about the earlier farewell between man and god on that land, that should have happened in the era of Gilgamesh.
The time the Age of Gods ended in each region was different, and perhaps the time each pantheon bid farewell to humanity was also different.
In short, in Morgan's view, the currently circulating stories of the Seventy-Two Demon Gods should have an archetype.
Of course, that archetype is even earlier.
Whether there are other origins is something Morgan could not pry into.
After all, the era of Morgan's birth is separated from that era by more than 1,500 years.
With few records and the changes of time, being able to glimpse a thing or two is already not easy.
And now, this guy who might be a collection of Demon God Pillars precisely proved some of Morgan's speculations.
However, looking at these bizarrely shaped things, it is no wonder that later generations would call them demons of the Demon World, thereby spreading the story into demons and the Demon God Pillars symbolizing their status.
"I see. Are the Demon God Pillars existences created by magecraft? That is a possibility I had never thought of...."
Morgan constantly sized up these pillars that had just emerged through her black veil.
Even with the veil, the humanoid existence wearing green clothes could still feel those cold, pale blue eyes scanning him, even though those eyes were not Mystic Eyes and possessed no scanning ability.
The witch before him had seen through to his essence just like a scan, relying on her own knowledge reserves and magical reserves.
So... "A witch like you is definitely no ordinary person. Are you still planning to conceal your true identity even now?"
The collection of Demon God Pillars lifted the hat in his hand and bowed slightly.
During this process, he calmed all the shock within his heart.
Even if the witch before him had a solid foundation in magecraft and knowledge reserves, so what?
They also inherited the abilities and knowledge possessed by that man.
Moreover, they were originally magic programs, so casting magecraft was even more effortless for them.
The legendary 72 Demon Gods all have their own abilities, specialties, and different personalities.
This point is not baseless.
Each of their pillars naturally has its own abilities as well.
Now squeezed into this one physical body, although they cannot unleash their full power—otherwise, this body might be directly burst apart—the variety of their abilities is still sufficient to deal with various situations.
At least right now, this existence wearing human skin did not believe he would be directly blown apart by someone using powerful brute force.
"Just as Your Excellency said, we are the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars. As for the one currently surfacing on the surface... just call me Flauros. Demon God Flauros."
Clearly, Flauros revealing his identity right now was also to fish for information regarding the identity of the witch before him.