Wizard: I use my omniscience to interpret the truth.

Upon hearing Isolde's words, Abuldan hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose to agree.

"Alright, you wait here. I'll go and get my treasured possession now. I hope you'll keep your promise."

After saying this, Abuldan gave Isolde and Byron a deep look before his body transformed into a beam of light and disappeared into the stone sculpture.

Upon seeing this, Byron used his mental powers to telepathically ask Isolde:

"Master, are you just letting Him leave so easily? Aren't you worried that He's stalling for time, looking for an opportunity to escape?"

Isolde remained expressionless and replied telepathically, "Not bad, you're quite wary. Remember, no matter what happens in the future or when conducting experiments, always maintain a degree of skepticism and vigilance. This will benefit you in the future."

At this point, Isolde paused for a moment before continuing:

"However, you can rest assured about the problem you are worried about now. I am not as foolish as this god, who does not make any preparations when facing the enemy and places all his hopes on the enemy."

"So you can rest assured. After all, I also have a share of the benefits here, and I won't let what I've got slip away right in front of me."

Hearing this, Byron was relieved and praised with a smile, "It's all thanks to the mentor's thorough consideration!"

Isolde: "Alright, stop flattering me. Even if you do, you'll get your share exactly what you're owed. I won't give you an extra bit."

Byron's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly he thought to himself, "He says he doesn't like being flattered, but his tone doesn't sound like he does."

However, after hearing Isolde's words, Byron did not say anything more.

Because at that moment, Abudan reappeared in mid-air with several items.

Abudan glanced at Isolde and the other man, then at the things he had brought with him, a look of pain flashing in his eyes.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and handed all those things to Isolde.

"Great being, these are the items I have collected from various worlds over the years, and now I give them all to you. I hope you will keep your promise."

After looking at the items with interest, Isolde pushed them all in front of Byron and told him to keep them safe.

Byron understood what Isolde meant; she was currently only existing in spiritual form and could not take anything with her.

Ultimately, Abuldan himself had to take all these things back to the academy and then hand them over to her.

Abudan breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Isolde's actions.

She's already packed her things, so she should be able to leave now.

Thinking of this, Abuldan forced a smile: "Great being, when may you depart?"

Isolde replied irrelevantly, "You brought out all of those things?"

Abuldan didn't know what she meant, but he could only nod reluctantly.

"Yes, these are all my treasures; I have nothing else!"

Upon hearing this, Isolde nodded slightly.

She understood that if the god was still saying this at this point, it seemed that nothing else could be extracted, so it was time to start harvesting.

Isolde looked up, her eyes fixed on Abuldan's body, a rare smile curving her lips.

"No, there's still one thing you haven't given me."

Upon hearing this, Abudan felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at Isolde's cold smile.

Even if He were slow to react, He would have realized it by this point.

Or rather, He should have realized it much earlier.

However, humans are most adept at taking chances, and even gods are no exception.

Abdullah roared, "You...!!!"

But before Abulan could finish speaking, or even before he opened his mouth, countless tiny lines appeared in the air throughout the entire church, inside and out.

Apart from where Isolde and Byron stood, both the Abudan believers kneeling on the ground and the Abudan spiritual entity floating in mid-air were covered with silk threads.

Especially that stone carving, with an unusually large number of fine lines, almost densely packed.

Upon seeing this, Abuldan roared in shock and anger, "When did you do these things? Why didn't I notice anything?!"

Isolde doesn't seem to have the habit of answering questions for her enemies.

When questioned by Abuldan, she slightly clenched her slender, fair fingers in mid-air.

The threads in mid-air suddenly tightened, binding the believers and Abulan's spiritual body within them, rendering them unable to move.

If Byron had seen the methods used by that Stigmata Wizard, he would find them somewhat familiar.

However, even though Byron had never seen it before, he could still sense the power and complexity contained in this witchcraft.

Why was Byron able to realize that this witchcraft was not simple?

It's very simple. Just by using these threads, they were able to bind Abudan, who was a spiritual being, so that he couldn't move. That shows that.

It should be understood that the spiritual body is composed of things that are gathered and dispersed without form or substance. Ordinary methods cannot bind it so simply, let alone even touch it!

Another point is that the moment these threads appeared, Byron used his all-knowing eye to analyze the spell, only to find that it would take hundreds of years to analyze it!

Perhaps sensing the doubt in Byron's eyes, or seeing that the situation was settled, Isolde's red lips parted slightly, and she explained softly.

"Byron, this is not knowledge you can access right now. You will only be qualified to access it after you become a formal wizard, or even a third-circle wizard who is close to the level of a holy mark."

"However, I can tell you briefly now."

As she spoke, Isolde gently raised her delicate arm, as tender as a white lotus root, and her exquisite fingers lightly brushed against the silk threads.

"This kind of witchcraft, or rather this type of witchcraft, has a unified name in the wizarding world: sealing witchcraft."

Byron: "Sealing magic?"

Isolde tapped the thin line and nodded: "Yes, sealing magic."

"The essence of sealing magic is that the wizard builds a closed-loop environment to restrict the target's original material movement, energy flow, and mental fluctuations. This is the essence of sealing."

"And why is it said to be so important to us wizards?"

"Because sealing magic is extremely useful for alchemy, potions, combat, scientific research, resource preservation...

"Just like now, if I don't know how to seal the witchcraft, it's very likely that Abultan will resort to desperate measures and do something irrational, harming himself in the process."

"That would be a great loss for us, and it would damage our interests, which is unacceptable to wizards."

Hearing this, Byron nodded slightly, but quickly asked, "If that's the case, why did you make Abuldan bring out his collection himself, Master?"

Isolde was perhaps so engrossed in the joy of her harvest that she showed no impatience whatsoever.

"That's because I don't know if He has any other means to react and destroy the thing the instant the sealing magic is cast."

"So, since He can willingly give everything away, why take the risk?"