The magical sense swept over that information.
After confirming it was of no use, Zi Yuan released the concept of freezing and let it drift away.
She casually discarded the person who shattered like glass.
Indeed, not a human of this world.
But still considered a person.
Just a person made of glass.
After prying open the head, one could find the core inside.
An Egg of Calamity.
Zi Yuan looked at that Egg of Calamity for a while. Strangely, this Egg of Calamity hadn't taken on much emotion.
Neither negative nor positive emotions—very pure.
The energy inside—like residue?
Zi Yuan again infused it with magic power, carefully probing.
Her feeling wasn't wrong; it felt like residue.
Residue generated after exhausting both negative and positive emotions.
Is this a new method of use?
Hard to understand.
She put away the Egg of Calamity and glanced around.
This Mirror World's space isn't large, much smaller than Jiangming City's Disaster Strategy Bureau.
