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Arcane Wilderness.
On the mural left by Isabelle.
With each a powerful and deep roar, a shadow swiftly expanded on the mural, then from blurred to clear, from flat to three-dimensional—
Woosh!
After a muffled sound.
The great Wind Demon Dragon that had been reduced in dimensions and size broke free from its cage.
"It's out!"
Pale King Dickens was both surprised and delighted:
"It seems that even someone as strong as Isabelle can't defy the most fundamental laws of the Universe, ha, she was too far away, her ability to interfere with this world is limited, almost got scared by her!"
"Hmm?"
"I came out a little late… Has Denia already broken into that boy's Soul Space?"
As a former legendary necromancer.
Dickens' sensitivity to Soul Space far exceeded that of ordinary people.
He was the first to notice the confrontation between Matthew and the straw man.
Immediately, a thick joy flashed in his eyes:
