“You finally got the hang of it.” Pauld smiled. It was a clear smile that matched the little boy’s face but looking closely, it was creepy. There were no emotions in the large eyes. Light didn’t shine in it and it showed no moods, so it didn’t match the smile on his face. It was impossible for a corpse to have true emotions. The smile was nothing but an act to realize his soul. 

Agnus used to believe that the deceased was the second return of Luna. Now he saw Pauld’s empty smile and nodded. “I’ve definitely adapted.” 

Every time Agnus’ deceased moved, dozens of bizarre devices in his body rotated with a slight sound. It was just abstract magic power for someone else, but it was a process of absorbing resources like mana or aura from the outside and then filtering them into power. The materialized power was launched from the deceased’s heart. It was made by Pauld and was a magic organ that shouldn’t exist.

Just then, there was the terrible noise of bones breaking in the deceased’s body like a doll being pulled by a thread. The joints that twisted in the reverse direction moved like tentacles. An ordinary human being would definitely be affected by the shock. 

However, Agnus’ deceased...