In fact, since Izaks came to Hao Ren's house, he hasn't done the things that a devil should do a few times. Apart from going back to his hometown to pick up his cousin brothers, the big man's main schedule is to eat, sleep and read the People's Daily. Going out to find a job scares people to show their ID cards to the police comrades. Recently, he also led his daughter to the streets to collect old appliances (by the way, dealing with traffickers). The whole person lives like a retired veteran cadre. But at this time, when he mentioned the method of extracting souls for interrogation, the aura that belonged to the devil was still revealed.
To be able to talk about this kind of thing like eating and drinking water, can you be so bold.
The pope's first reaction after hearing what Yizaks said was that he felt fresh, and then he frowned as expected. Obviously, even if this article was not written in the Goddess's teachings, he also instinctively resisted things like extracting souls: this is an ordinary normal human reaction. Seeing this, Y'zaks looked down at the combined creature that was neither human nor ghost in the cage. The latter was a monster assembled and restrained by heathens with flesh and blood magic. Even though it was powerful in combat, it seemed unstable. . I don't know whether it was due to the time of work or the serious injury. Now the flesh and blood are collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly turning into a pool of foul-smelling substances like sludge.
"I suggest you make up your mind quickly, this 'creature' probably won't live for more than two hours," Y'zaks shrugged, "Extracting and torturing the soul is not a heinous act, in essence it is the same as ordinary torture prisoners It’s the same—it just prevents the victim from dying during the torture process, and the success rate of obtaining effective information is greatly improved. After all, the body is easy to collapse, but the soul can withstand a variety of stimuli. And more importantly: in this In the process, I can release the other souls in this monster, and although they cannot be resurrected, they can at least sleep forever."
The Pope opened his mouth to speak, but at this time the little girl Elizabeth suddenly jumped forward: "Don't hesitate, anyway, when you usually interrogate heretics, torture is indispensable. What is the difference between torture of the body and soul—interrogation of the soul It's not bleeding yet."
Becky has been hiding behind people and watching silently, being a quiet trumpet who is being led to brush achievements. But at this time, I still couldn't help muttering: "Why do I think that if I kill these two, I can lose at least two sets of orange outfits..."
Lily rolled her eyes: "Did you lose the epic People's Daily and the legendary screwdriver?"
At this time, the Pope had finished his entanglement, and after he silently mulled over the Goddess' teachings in his mind, he finally nodded his head reluctantly: "Although it is unreasonable...but the Goddess has not clearly opposed this kind of behavior. It is urgent to follow the authority. This matter will be left to this guest." gone."
Y'zaks grinned happily, his expression as if he was choosing someone to eat, and then left the hall behind the bishop who was in charge of interrogating the heretics. Before leaving, he turned his head and said to Hao Ren: "Wait for my good news, he will speak soon."
The little girl Elizabeth followed her father bouncingly: "Dad, wait! I'll poke his hole for you!"
Everyone at the scene looked at it with cold sweat on their foreheads: This is really worthy of being born as a devil... No matter how righteous the worldview is, it can't stop the style of acting!
Fortunately, there is no clear resistance to "soul torture" in the Holletta culture, otherwise the Pope might not be able to nod so easily.
With the sudden development to this point, the banquet basically cannot be expected to continue. King Moroen once again apologized to Hao Ren and Hilda. To the sovereign of a country, what happened today is definitely not a trivial matter. But Hilda and her courtiers paid no attention. The queen smiled and faced Moroen: "Your Majesty, don't mind, accidents are always inevitable, and we are used to it. The traditional food in Holleta is amazing, and we are grateful for that."
Ophra next to her subconsciously murmured, "What do you mean getting used to it?"
Vivian sighed: "The Erim elves have been used to accidents since they were young. Outsiders may not understand it, but they all live like that when they encounter explosions/earthquakes/poisonous gas/fires while eating."
Ophra was dumbfounded, and Hao Ren curled his lips: "You can just continue to hone your heroes as if you were a hero in a difficult environment. Anyway, when you encounter unexplainable things when communicating with us, you can get closer to the environment and worldview."
The work of the Aerym elves on this planet is complete. Next, Hao Ren and the others are here to handle chores. So the elves bid farewell to the Holleta, and sent back to their planet along the route they came from. More than 500 people still squeezed back from the basement of Becky's house like a Spring Festival travel rush, and Ophra was still in charge of seeing them off. The female marshal watched the mighty engineering team disappear at the gate of Becky's house, and couldn't help asking Hao Ren: "You are so capable. Why don't you open a larger portal? Or at least build a teleportation point." a little bigger."
"There is a big teleportation station, but it's in the non-sovereign area or my territory." Hao Ren smiled and looked at the female marshal, "I really want to build a teleportation station on your land that can pass 10,000 people per minute. , others don't say, don't you worry?"
Ofra smiled and didn't speak. There are too many things to say about this topic, but there are too many things that cannot be said. Faced with this difficult situation, the female marshal wisely chose to silence the atmosphere.
It was a while before Betsy appeared. The mercenary girl was busy directing the elves to "pass the station" and sweated a lot. At this time, she unscrupulously undid the waist of the lady's skirt and fanned the wind with her collar. While fanning, he looked at Hao Ren: "Landlord, can you bring me something the next time you come?"
Hao Ren: "What do you want?"
Becky's face suddenly turned bitter: "There is no TV, no games, no computer, and no Internet in this place! I have been here for so long, except for being dragged to the banquet, and the only thing left is to play with fish at home... It's boring!"
The corner of Hao Ren's mouth twitched: "Are you missing life on Earth at this moment?"
Becky cried sadly: "I miss the big TV in the living room and Lily's laptop, next time you bring me a set of household items? I don't want yours in vain. I have a lot of gold, silver and jewels in my house! Go and weigh them." Two catties..."
Listen to the unit of measurement of the nouveau riche, catty!
At this time, the bearded man who had been silent for a while, who was as invisible as a transparent person, suddenly interrupted: "Then next time you come here, remember to bring you a generator, right... and there is no internet here. How do you solve it?"
Hao Ren looked at the bearded man in surprise. He never expected that this old-fashioned ascetic could say these high-tech terms: "You usually learn a lot. I thought you only studied survival in the wilderness. Already!"
The bearded man chuckled: "Electrification is a part of the earth's environment, so don't play if you're unhappy."
Hao Ren: "... Who did you learn these words from?"
Lily jumped up and down vigorously beside her: "Me, me, me!"
"Just mess around!" Hao Ren glared at Lily, then turned to look at Becky, "Okay, next time I come here, I'll bring you a set of home appliances and a generator, and I'll get you a signal switch by the way." to solve the network problem."
Becky immediately became elated, but Hao Ren's mind was filled with the scene of the girl squatting in the basement in the near future, running the generator and plugging the network cable into the portal communicator to wipe the network... He still didn't understand why He himself can always make a lot of high-end things look like the village information network rectification plan, which is probably a passive talent.
After sending off the elves, the group took a rest at Becky's house. Ophra ordered someone to go back to the city to fetch a small box, and then screened away the people around, and opened the box in front of Hao Ren's eyes: "This is the box we collected. I have received all kinds of information about the 'Return Sect', as well as their teachings and some ceremonial supplies. There are already archives and backups in the church, and these things are specially left for you by me."
The bearded man immediately made a religious gesture on his chest: "Goddess has mercy, may these blasphemy don't harm more people."
"These cult members have indeed harmed a lot of people," Ofra sighed, "but I'm more worried that they are actually just minions on the surface."
Hao Ren was flipping through some reports about the scope of the activities of the cult members and the scale of the ceremony, when he heard the words: "What do you mean?"
"This is their doctrine—the 'original text' that is only used by members of the more core sect," Ophra picked out a not-so-thick black hardcover book and handed it to Hao Ren, "according to the doctrine revealed The clue, the 'Return Sect' is probably under the control of some weirder and more powerful force, they are just spokespersons." (To be continued~^~)