Chapter 271: The Tower of Dawn (5)
Chapter 271: The Tower of Dawn (5)
Maloka retrieved the necromantic projector, or rather, the dead soldier’s head.Serati asked wistfully, "So we have no idea what happened in the rest of the battle?"
"There were no residual thoughts left," Maloka replied calmly. "In other words, from that point on... they were fighting with everything they had."
Residual thoughts only lingered when a person was distracted, when they hadn’t truly committed their whole being to the moment. Simple things like eating or walking could leave behind a trace, because it was just mundane, everyday life, not something anyone thought twice about.
But what about going to the bathroom? Even an ordinary person would rarely leave behind residual thoughts about that. It was, after all, something no one wanted others to see.
Residual thought detection wasn’t some all-seeing, all-knowing spell that allowed one to spy on the entire world. Its limitations were quite clear.
"Both archmages and martial kings would’ve been using secret magic and ultimate techniques they don’t show to others. That’s why no residual thoughts were left behind."
As she spoke, Leven raised another question. "Then what about the thoughts of regular soldiers who saw the battle from afar?"
Surely common soldiers wouldn’t have considered the battle a secret. If anything, they’d be itching to talk about it. After all, boasting was second nature to anyone who’d been in the army.
Maloka nodded in agreement. "There are some. But they’re not of much use."
"Not of use?"
She reactivated the necromantic projector, or rather, the dead soldier’s head. A few seconds later, Leven understood why. "Oh. Yeah, that’s useless."