"She, she's awake!"

Zoe heard an exclamation beside her, and immediately several gleaming longswords were placed against her neck.

"Don't move!" Erxia's voice also appeared in her mind. "Keep your current posture until we confirm who you are."

I see... She noticed that her hands and feet were bound by iron chains, and she was lying on the stone bed where the devil had been, surrounded by alert companions with swords. This was indeed a decisive decision. Before distinguishing whether it was her or the devil occupying the body of the God's Punishment Army, it was necessary to imprison her first; moreover, the first sentence was not asking who she was, but putting the responsibility of judgment on their own side, which further illustrated the maturity of the person in charge.

After all, after the devil occupied her body, any answer could be a lie.

If Kabradah wasn't making things up, the dozens of days spent in the stream of dark consciousness probably only amounted to a few minutes in reality. Being able to make the right judgment and take countermeasures in such a short period of time was most likely the work of Erxia.

With such companions, she really had nothing to worry about.

Just as Zoe was about to close her eyes and leave the rest of the work to everyone, the scene in the crowd made her frown.

What were they doing?

She saw another stone bed beneath the magic core, and although she couldn't see who was lying on it, judging from the witch standing beside it, the answer was almost self-evident.

She quickly thought of a possibility—

Could they be planning to use Roland Wimbledon's dream world to confirm her identity?

No, no one here can order Roland around. If such a situation really happened, then it could only be that he requested it voluntarily.

But... this is too inappropriate! How could Erxia agree to this plan? Didn't she know the significance of the God's Punishment Witches to that mortal king! Moreover, from the devil's words, it could be known that their understanding of magic was far stronger than that of witches. If the dream world was also constructed by magic, letting a high-level enemy enter was actually an adventure.

She had praised her for nothing!

Thinking of this, Zoe couldn't help but break the silence, "Wait, don't open the dream world, I am Zoe!"

Erxia glanced at her, but ignored her.

"Listen carefully, Kabradah can tamper with the effects of magic to a certain extent. If you let it enter the dream world, who knows what accidents will happen. Wake His Majesty up immediately, quickly!"

"Oh? Is that so... To be honest, lying on that stone slab is so cold that it seeps into the bones. If I don't put a layer of cotton batting, I really can't fall asleep. But if you are a devil, you can say the same thing."

A familiar voice suddenly rang out above her head.

Zoe tried her best to raise her neck and looked back, and then a gray-haired man came into her view—it was Roland Wimbledon, the mortal king.

She suddenly relaxed.

So he hadn't gone to bed yet.

That's great.

For some reason, this empty body without sensation actually felt a trace of warmth and fullness, as if there was no longer nothing inside, but something indescribable—reminding her of why the pain was real. This completely different feeling also made her feel peaceful and satisfied.

Zoe exhaled lightly, "Indeed, if the other party occupied this body, they might also see this information. So my method of identification is very simple, just let Camilla Dairui connect me and the devil again."

"Just now I... did detect the movement of the soul, so I cut off the spiritual resonance," Seeing everyone looking at her, Camilla Dairui hesitated and said, "But I can't tell which side the soul belongs to the devil."

"Are you sure you still want to enter the state of resonance?" Roland asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty. There is no third party here. As long as it admits it, everything will be revealed."

"Let the devil... admit it?" Everyone looked at each other for a moment.

"Anyway, things can't get any worse," Pasha said, "There's no harm in trying. If Zoe is on that side, I will definitely be able to tell."

"In that case," Roland looked around and quickly made a decision, "Then connect one more time."

The familiar feeling of intertwining soon enveloped her. Zoe directly fed back her consciousness to Kabradah's mind, "Didn't you say it would last until I was satisfied?"

"Female—don't be too complacent!" Almost at the same time, the other party's angry voice rang out.

"If you don't want to talk about this, let's change the subject—you should be able to know what I'm thinking now, right?"

"Heh, why should I admit it? If you have a way to tell, use it." The devil sneered, "I want to see how you, who know nothing about the stream of consciousness, will distinguish different souls."

"It's okay if you don't say it, then I'll just go over there." Zoe said casually.

"Wait... wait, what do you mean by going over there?"

"Naturally, I'm going to your place. Using the resonance channel to transfer souls and enter the stream of consciousness, I suddenly feel like I can do it too—although you always call us 'crawling insects,' the fact is that extraordinary witches are also very sensitive to the flow of magic. Even if they can't explain it clearly, they can still try to imitate it." She chuckled, "Remember what I said before? If you don't want to talk, then the break time is over—now it seems like you don't want to rest."

Kabradah's voice changed drastically, "No... female, what I mean is... wait a moment!"

"Even if you transfer again, it's useless. I can still easily catch you, after all, there are only two bodies." Zoe said leisurely, "This time, it won't be over in a few dozen days. Are you... ready?"

Spiritual resonance does not mean you can't lie, especially when one side is at a disadvantage. When strong, substantive malice surged towards the devil, the latter rarely shut its mouth.

After a while, it sneered—but this time it was using the body of the crippled God's Punishment Army. Although it sounded a bit embarrassed, it still tried its best to put on airs, "Enough! You insects are actually able to force me, Lord Kabradah, to this extent! This time, I'll count it as your win!"

"Lower your voice, don't scare His Majesty," Zoe said unhappily in a mental exchange.

"Ahem, female—" the devil couldn't help but choke, "You are trampling on the dignity of a higher race!"

"Had enough rest?"

"You—" it glared at the God's Punishment Witch hatefully, and finally swallowed the words into its heart, lowering its voice and resentfully said, "But don't think you can keep winning. For us, wars like this are just a negligible setback! Lowly crawling insects, you don't even know what's on the other side of the continent. The army of the Celestial-Sea Realm is gradually devouring the land, trying to turn the whole world into an abyss. If it weren't for stopping them, your pitiful strength would have been turned into dust by my clan more than four hundred years ago!"