As a slight chill spread through his mind, Daniel's somewhat muddled thoughts quickly cleared up.
The security springboard is functioning normally, the internal brain port is directed to the controlled shallow sea of consciousness, memory disguise and multiple shells are functioning as usual, praise be to the Wanderers from Outer Realm — his mind is heavily armored, and no one can glimpse even the slightest abnormality from that flawless mental barrier.
Even if the other party is a powerful Archbishop.
Daniel calmed down, knowing he had entered the mental world, and in this spiritual realm, his facial expression showed no abnormality.
"Which Archbishop are you?" he asked with an appropriate respect and calmness.
