章 142: Chapter 137: The Second Lock, Sculptor

"Flesh, sever, crush, squeeze, flatten, pile up, bubble, fester, swell..."

Nia swayed her tentacles as if she were a child sitting in the sandbox, humming a strange nursery rhyme and building her sand castle. Her tentacles became hard and sharp as they sliced through flesh, reducing it to minced meat. Nia, with a mindset similar to playing house, was actually undertaking an intricate remodeling project in Spirit Summoning Studies, hand in hand with Lyle.

Lyle's consciousness was not disturbed by the dark chant coming from Nia's mouth; he was completely immersed in the Magic Network Model. In the world of magic, the Nia actively next to him was but a blur. Lyle sketched with the scholar-taught Mana Lines on Nia's body, using the resulting image as a template to extend from the Flesh of Deception, which was undergoing tremendous torment, to its surroundings.