Mohe looked proudly at the floating Artificial Sun: "This is a work I'm extremely satisfied with. From this perspective, the Saintess indeed brings good fortune! Even if I were to try again, I'm not sure if I'd create something this satisfying."
What she said was true.
As an Alchemist, Adeline could recognize just how extraordinary that Artificial Sun was as an Alchemy Creature.
Under the constraint of the Gargoyle and Artificial Sun, indeed, they could restrain the fluctuations of power. Of course, if it were considered a prison, and the two were to risk their lives to escape, such things couldn't bind them. However, if it's merely to limit the aftermath of a battle, then it's more than sufficient.
Lisidorwei looked at the arena composed of Gargoyles, and she couldn't help but glance at Mohe: "Clearly, these things were made not for this purpose, right?"
