Serad has lived in the world for more than 700 years, and he has seen countless strong people, although he has lived in seclusion in recent decades, but it is the first time he has seen such a soul that can match himself who has been affected by the Philosopher's Stone for a long time.

Soul spells are difficult for most people to control, because as long as they don't pay attention to it, then the soul will backfire on itself, serious direct soul annihilation, and a lighter one will also damage one's soul, and the strength will be greatly reduced, and even one can never advance again.

If Serad hadn't had the power of the Philosopher's Stone, he would have been devoured by the countless resentful spirits, and even so, he was torn by the Philosopher's Stone, and he needed to be vigilant at all times to prevent being counterattacked by those souls.

Just now he used the fusion spell that he was proud of, and Serad originally thought that even if the other party could spend his strength to block this attack, it would give him a chance to take advantage of it and find an opportunity to break through, but what he didn't expect was that Lawson stood still and easily defused all of Serad's attacks.

Even Cerrard didn't realize what kind of method Rosen used to crack it.

Everything was natural, as if those spells and attacks didn't exist in this world in the first place.

Serad can only think that this is the power of the law that the other party has, but what kind of law power can he do these things?

He already wanted to leave, even though the soul purity of the other two was extremely high and very tempting, but having lived in this world for many years, Serad certainly knew that only living was the last word.

Seeing Rosen's provocation, Serad was not annoyed by this, but took a step forward, and spun strands of translucent white silk from the tips of his fingers, which quickly intertwined into a large net and scattered towards Rosen and Ain.

Between the grids, there is a little bit of thunder spreading, presumably it is also a spell formed by the fusion of the same soul and element.

Zizizi——

The power grid shrouded in an attempt to capture the two, and Lawson had just raised his hand to prepare for a response, when he saw Serad immediately retreat, his left hand seemingly holding a ball of light, gently caressing the wall of the train.

Bang –

Without warning, the wall on that side of the train exploded, and the wind poured into the carriage, sending debris from the explosion flying.

Taking advantage of the power grid blocking Rosen, Serad jumped backwards and tried to get out of the train.

But as soon as his feet left the ground, he felt an indescribable blockage spread in all directions of his body, as if he had entered some kind of viscous liquid.

The farther away from the train became, the harder it became, and it even affected his breathing for a while.

At this moment, Serad saw Rosen stretch out his right hand and grab it into the void.

Buzz –

The soul barrier around Serrad collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye as if it had been hit hard by something invisible, and then, he who was originally flying outward, was dragged directly in front of Rosen.

"What the hell is this?"

Serad couldn't be more surprised at this time, the other party's ability is directly above the law, and now he has no way to escape from the palm of Lawson's hand.

"Mr. Serad Sprot, I have a few questions for you, and if you don't want to be silently wiped out then I suggest that you answer them truthfully, in which case I may consider leaving you a complete corpse. ”

Rosen spoke, repeating what he had said earlier.

“...... What do you want to know?"

Knowing that he was unable to fly, Serad did not resist, so he asked Lawson.

If Serrad's knowledge could guarantee his survival, then he wouldn't mind betraying anyone at all, after all, the more he experienced the feeling of immortality, the deeper Serad's fear of death became.

"First of all, I'd like to know where you learned about the Advent Ritual you set up seven hundred years ago, Ishbal?"

Rosen asked, according to historical records, the first case of trying to summon the people of chaos after the holy war and almost successfully was the incident that caused Ishbal to become the capital of sinful karma seven hundred years ago, and the many advent rituals after that, although there is no direct evidence, it can be analyzed that they are basically improved according to the template of this advent ritual, that is, the advent ritual presided over by Serad is likely to be the prototype of the ritual that those cultists of all sizes have tried to summon the people of chaos over the years.

So how did Serrad comprehend this ritual is worth considering, whether it is from where he learned it, or if he realized it himself, Rosen needs to know a detail.

“...... I researched it myself. ”

After a moment of silence, Serad replied, it was clear that this was not the correct answer, and that he had something to hide.

Lawson didn't say anything, just closed his palms slightly.

Clicks–

Celad's soul barrier was shattered in an instant, wisps of wailing soul dissipated, his face was pale, it was obvious that this soul barrier was not a simple defensive wall, but was linked to Celad himself, the barrier was injured, and he himself would be affected by a certain amount of backlash.

Blood oozed from Serrad's nostrils and the corners of his mouth, and he looked rather sad as he suppressed the hundreds of thousands of resentful spirits in his body with all his might to prevent them from being devoured.

Rosen's meaning is also very clear, and in the face of Serad's obvious lies, he naturally has to impose some punishment.

Realizing Rosen's unreasonableness, Serad gritted his teeth and hurriedly said.

"Wait, I researched part of it myself, and part of it I got it. ”

He said, obviously feeling that the moment the words were spoken, the oppressive force from Rosen became much smaller.

"After I became an alchemist, I deeply felt the constraints of the law, and the more I studied magic, the more I felt that magic has a limit, unless it goes beyond magic. ”

"Getting to the point. ”

Rosen squeezed his palm again, causing Sillard to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and obvious fingerprints appeared on his body.

"Ahem, when I was most confused, I met someone. ”

Serrad's attempt to buy time was ruthlessly interrupted by Rosen, who could only reply briefly.

He told him everything about the Holy War, including the Chaos Folk being sealed, and how to circumvent that seal and bring the Chaos Folk into the world. ”

"Who is he?"

Rosen has some guesswork, but he also needs the most critical intelligence.

"He's ......"

Serad paused deliberately, and then, he saw that his eyes glowed red, and from the center of his eyebrows, a red crystal flew out, and the magic power was stirring, and from the crystal, burst out with majestic power.

He detonated a Philosopher's Stone!