Facing Angel's doubts, Laplace said calmly: "This is the first time my body sheds its scales. It has been blessed by the will of the world, which gives it a good attack power."

Laplace spoke very restrainedly, and did not specify the means of attack or the intensity of the attack. However, since it was the blessing of the world's will, Angel believed that the attack power would never be low.

Angel took a deep look at the molted scale in the bottle, then raised his head and said to Laplace: "Now that it has arrived, my research can begin. What else does Ms. Laplace have?"

Any questions?"

Laplace: "Besides using the dream conch to pull my molted scales into the dream world, is there anything else you need my cooperation for?"

Angel: "Maybe there will be. For specific circumstances, we have to see the effect first."

Laplace actually still didn't understand what Angel's so-called "effect" was, but she didn't ask, just gently tossed the "whale" in the bottle into the air.

Then Laplace turned to look at Luigi who was looking curiously: "Go back first and go to my body."

Luigi's head, which was still looking around, immediately stopped, and his beautiful pupils showed grievance: "The mountain rain destroyed the palace, the storm rolled up the broken tiles, and the lightning ignited the legacy. It seems ruthless, but at least the mountain rain brings

As a warning, the storm is clearing away the filth, even the lightning still shines for a moment...and all of this is more sentimental than you."

Laplace: "If you keep talking, I will ground you for ten years. You will be grounded here. You will not be able to go anywhere."

Luigi had already thought of a line, but he swallowed it back instantly.

"Okay, okay, I'll go back, I'll go back."

As he spoke, Luigi held his mouth in frustration, played sad music, and went away with the wind.

Looking at Luigi's leaving figure, Angel couldn't bear to say: "Actually, it doesn't matter if I leave him here, right?"

Laplace: "Aren't you afraid that he will disturb your research? When the wise men were studying here, he was the only one who was not allowed to come in."

Angel thought about it again and again, but couldn't help but said: "Isn't he just you? Can't you just tell him not to speak?"

Laplace looked at Laplace with a strange look: "He is me, but he also has his own personality. Why should I make him silent?"

Angel: "..." You have your own personality, and you still say it's you?

Angel didn't understand.

Angel originally wanted to continue asking about the time-based strategies used by Laplace, but Laplace had already turned around and walked aside, leaving the "research field" to Angel.

Angel thought for a while and didn't ask any more questions. It was better to try it first. Whether he could build a new "Dream Wilderness" here was more important.

Angel closed his eyes and slowly eliminated irrelevant thoughts.

After his mood gradually returned to calm, he opened his eyes and took out the dream conch from the bracelet.

Laplace also saw the Dream Conch in the distance. She seemed to be very interested in this "mysterious thing full of legends" and looked at it carefully.

At this time, Angel no longer cared about the external situation. He slowly raised his hand, held his breath, and activated the Dream Conch.

As the Dream Conch was activated, a large amount of mysterious aura emerged.

The mysterious aura was like a torrent, controlled by Angel, aimed at the whale in the bottle in mid-air.

Soon, the mysterious atmosphere enveloped the whale in the bottle.

In less than a second, the mysterious aura disappeared without a trace. At the same time, the dream conch was put back into the bracelet by Angel.

The whole process was without any hiccups.
Chapter completed!