"A superfluous consciousness?" Lin Xiao's hand holding the sun-infused gold steel sword did not relax at all. He was ready to act at any moment, but now he needed to find a weakness in this torso.
"You don't need to be in such a hurry. Come, come, sit down." As the torso spoke, a chair appeared beside Lin Xiao and Qi Tian.
Then, the torso changed its appearance once more.
Previously, the old Pope was in charge, and its form was that of the old Pope. This time, it was the torso that was in control, and its appearance was that of an Eastern person. It looked a little like Lin Xiao, a little like Qi Tian, and had a hint of others about it.
"In the past nine hundred and ninety-nine years, I haven't had a good chat with anyone, especially from the Divine Continent. I haven't seen many people, and those with strength are even rarer. When you came here before, you should have been the second strong person from the Divine Continent that I encountered."
This person looked at his hands and feet, seemingly novel in this state.
"The first one was... the Dragon Lord?" Lin Xiao pondered, guessing who the first person was.
This torso clearly hadn't had this self-awareness for very long, perhaps only a hundred years at most.
"I don't know his name, but he looked much older than you, yet a bit younger than this Pope just now. He was quite formidable, much stronger than you were before, and much weaker than you are now." The torso mused for a moment, then touched its face. "He looked like this."
The face of the Dragon Lord appeared.
"It is indeed the Dragon Lord."
How could Lin Xiao not recognize this face, even though it looked much younger than it did now.
"His strength was good. I remember last time he came and beat up everyone, including this Pope." The torso, like a child who hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time, sat there and chatted incessantly.
"That's very much in character for him." Lin Xiao nodded in strong agreement. As expected of the Dragon Lord, he was just as imposing here. However, he then continued to ask, "Why did you say you are a superfluous consciousness?"
The knife in his hand was never put away, and Qi Tian had not reverted his armor back to its original form from beginning to end.
"Isn't that easy to understand?" The torso pointed to itself. "Do you think a dark archmage would allow two souls to exist?"
"Perhaps not?" Lin Xiao pondered. "Two souls coexisting?"
"That requires two equal souls to coexist. For example, your soul and his are almost at the same level, yours might be slightly higher, but only by a little. Therefore, your souls can coexist. But if it were me and this old Pope, it would be impossible." The torso began to expound. "Just like now, one person is always in control."
"My soul far surpasses that of the old Pope. So, if I wished, he would be directly destroyed. Similarly, if my incomplete soul, which has only existed for less than a thousand years, were to encounter the soul of the main body, this soul would be instantly devoured by it and become a part of it." The torso shook its head as it spoke. "I've only just managed to come out and walk around, and now it's about to end. I am truly a little, unwilling."
"It's over?"