"Two… Two Hell Cores?" Fran blankly looked at the two Hell Cores with his pale face, while Suyass was mirroring his expression.
Two Hell Cores!
There could only be one Hell Core behind a Hell gate. This was common knowledge to all alchemists. No matter how formidable an alchemist was, no matter how deep his understanding of alchemy was, this was something that was immutable.
No alchemist could make two Hell Cores coexist within a Hell Gate. This was a basic fact inherent to the structure of a Hell Gate. Hell Gates would directly collapse if this structure was changed, and a large number of creatures would then come pouring into Noscent, creating a disaster.
But Merlin was clearly holding two Hell Cores.
What did that mean?
Could it be that the Hell Core that Fran couldn't find was in Merlin's hands?
This thought made Suyass feel a chill.
This was too frightening if it was true.
