Joseph, the city behind you is the one you must protect. You absolutely cannot fall here against the alchemist!
Karen's attack instantly flooded Joseph's brain with memories ten times greater than Joseph's lifespan.
And so, for that instant, Joseph stood motionless, if not for the fact that his flight magic was the kind that could remain effective as long as the spell was cast.
So, Joseph might become the first wizarding king in history to die in a plane crash due to the failure of his flight magic.
However, although he didn't fall to the ground and turn into something like Joseph, his current situation isn't much better.
Joseph remained motionless.
Just as Karen had predicted, ten thousand years of memories completely overwhelmed Joseph's own one hundred and eighty years.
More than fifty times the amount of memories confused Joseph's soul, creating a multitude of completely different personalities within his mind.
Although on the surface Joseph was just spacing out, if one had the ability to observe souls, they would have discovered that the blue soul had become strange.
How to describe it? A black with a variety of colors?
Well, that's probably it. Joseph's original personality occupies the largest part of his soul, but he also has to face the erosion and attacks from other personalities.
He may remain in this state for a long time.
Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?
The three major philosophical problems were what Josephus had to confront.
Now, Joseph stopped thinking.
"Yes, that's it. I knew it would turn out this way. Write it down immediately."
A wizard-king, facing a flood of memories, behaved exactly as I predicted. I'll see if it works on the emperor later.
"Memory, soul—the potential to be explored here is truly boundless. Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Philosopher's Stone."
As a serious alchemist, Karen did not forget to take notes while extracting Joseph's soul.
Based on feedback from victims, research methods to defend against this type of soul attack.
As one of the earliest people to delve into the realm of soul defense, Edward was the first to begin researching it.
He devised a design to compress the soul, replicating as much information from his soul as possible within his flesh and blood.
Even if one day he is beaten so badly that he only has one arm left, he can still use that arm to restore his entire body.
This was his idea, but so far, he had only completed the compression of the brain, heart, and right hand.
Returning to this city that belonged to wizards, with Joseph's death, and facing Karen's Titans, there was no longer any power to resist.
"call……"
A gust of wind blew by, and the city was silent. There were still many people lying on the ground, but they were lifeless.
The city is "dead," and not even insects like flies, mosquitoes, or cockroaches are alive.
"It's resolved. Time to signal them: this city is taken, our operation continues."
Karen began to wonder: if his battle was so easy, what was the situation with the other Supreme Alchemists?
Especially that lord, their prince, Edward…
"Quickly, everyone get moving! Activate the magic-powered mechs, aim the cannons at that guy, don't let him get close!"
The city, belonging to the dwarves, was built on the mountainside to facilitate their mining.
The terrain here is complex and the land is not particularly fertile, so other countries generally do not wage war against the dwarves.
They can also enjoy a peaceful daily life, research magical machinery, and forging techniques.
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