Chapter 706
The benefit of having almost zero presence allows them to waste time confidently honing their abilities...
But the downside is that in encounters like this, even a Level 4 has no power to resist.
Knowing that death was inevitable, Eric, after a brief moment of despair, broke into a grin.
"You've lost... you've lost... The divine messengers will surely know of your existence..."
"Wait for the 'fulcrum' to form... you will..."
Before Eric could finish his sentence, he was abruptly interrupted by the girl.
"You’re annoying." Xia'er squinted her eyes, looking down at Eric from her elevated position, and slowly spoke, "It’s not time to interrogate you yet."
Xia'er raised her hand, reaching towards Eric.
In the next moment, both their figures vanished from the spot.
What no one noticed was a trail of dust on the ground, marked with a hint of blood, leading towards the western district...
In just a few minutes, the passing vehicles and the footsteps of the crowd completely obliterated these traces, leaving no one aware of what had transpired here.
...
In the Vatican of the Savior Goddess, the Judgment Dungeon.
A lean, bald man was suspended in an iron cage, while several extraordinary beings stood outside.
Eleanor, Percy, Imogen, and Tara.
"Is Lord Xia'er almost here?" Imogen seemed a bit anxious as she glanced at the suspended extraordinary being, then at Tara, inquiring.
Tara merely shot a cold glance at Imogen without responding.
The Mother Goddess has only gone to rest for a moment, and you’re already urging her... Who do you think you are?
After receiving Tara's icy stare, Imogen moved her lips but ultimately fell silent.
She couldn’t maintain the same pious calm as the three beside her. Now that she had done everything she could, Xia'er’s attitude would determine whether she lived or died, and that made her anxious.
She was indeed loyal to Xia'er, placing Xiaer's orders above her own life...
But Imogen still valued her own life greatly; she didn’t want to die so soon.
After a slightly restless wait, finally, footsteps echoed.
Imogen looked up and, upon seeing the red-haired girl approaching, let out a sigh of relief and took a half-step back, lowering her head.
"Lord Xia'er." Eleanor, Imogen, and Tara all performed a standard gesture of salvation towards Xia'er.
"We can begin." Xia'er walked past them, focusing on the suspended extraordinary being, Eric.
Capturing Eric alive was good news for Xia'er; at least the first step of the plan had been successfully achieved.
Next, it was about how much information she could extract from the living Eric...
Moreover, while gathering information, Xia'er had to be careful not to let Eric recall anything about the minions.
From previous simulations, it was clear that the minions possessed abilities similar to the "Omniscient," meaning that even if Xia'er merely glimpsed into Eric's memories, he could pinpoint her location with precision.
And what was this "fulcrum" that Eric mentioned...?
That was something Xia'er was curious about, but she couldn’t ask about it earlier to avoid prematurely involving the minions.
Now, with the multiple assurances from Imogen, Percy, and Eleanor, Xia'er was ready to begin the interrogation.
Boom—
The heavy iron door creaked open.
Masked, Eleanor stepped into the cage, directly cutting the rope that held Eric, yanking him by his clothes and dragging him towards the interrogation room.
The so-called interrogation room was a completely enclosed iron chamber forged from massive steel, with only a few thick bars on the door providing ventilation.
Inside, the interrogation room was exceptionally clean, but upon entering, one could smell a faint odor that was either rust or blood.
Eleanor lifted the soon-to-be-interrogated Eric and placed him in a specialized interrogation chair, securing his limbs and waist with iron chains, leaving only his mouth free to move.
Once she confirmed that everything was ready, Imogen slowly stepped forward and picked up a vial of potion.
This was still the Dragon Eagle potion.
Like the "Subverter" pathway, the "Nightmare" needed some prerequisites to directly influence an equally ranked extraordinary being with a spirit of resistance.
However, the "Disaster Apostle" potion could effectively help Imogen bypass these prerequisites, causing the target to lose their will to resist and allowing her to modify their cognition.
After pouring nearly half the vial into Eric's mouth, Imogen stood up, turned to Xia'er, who was waiting at the door, and said, "Lord Xia'er... What cognition do you need to modify?"
"Do not recall or mention anything related to 'Transcendents,' 'Ascendants,' 'Symbionts,' or any beings and matters above Level 4..." Xia'er pondered for a moment before replying, "Just this one hard condition; the rest, handle it your way."
Modifying cognition was akin to placing locks on a person's subconscious, allowing them to act completely against their own will and forget specific memories.
Upon hearing Xia'er’s words, Imogen felt a slight tremor in her heart.
Forcing someone to forget all beings and matters above Level 4...
The Dragon Eagle had spent its entire life pursuing transcendence beyond Level 4, to become a Level 5 Transcendent.
So, it turned out that the realm they thought was untouched had already been breached by someone?
Imogen's feelings were complex at this moment, but she didn’t stop her extraordinary ability.
In addition to Xia'er’s request, Imogen added some common suggestions, like "do not commit suicide," to ensure the interrogation went as smoothly as possible.
After ten minutes.
Once all the "rules" were added, the purple glow in Imogen's eyes faded. She took one last look at the vacant-eyed bald man before stepping aside and saying, "It’s done, Lord Xia'er."
Xia'er looked at Eleanor, who was already prepared, and without wasting any time, Eleanor commanded the shadow to splash a bucket of cold water on the seated Eric.
The unconscious Eric slowly regained consciousness, dazedly scanning his surroundings before fixing his gaze on the red-haired girl before him.
"Who are you...?"
Clearly, he had forgotten about beings above Level 4, as he had subconsciously categorized Xia'er as one of them, erasing her from his memory.
But that was fine; it made Xia'er’s upcoming interrogation easier.
"Tell me about your organization."
Xia'er looked at him and directly asked.
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Chapter 361: The Court of Nihility, the Stake of Existence
Eric stared blankly at Imogen before him.
He seemed lost in thought, but his memories were a chaotic fog, with many fragments obscured, making it difficult to piece together a complete picture.
Imogen didn’t rush him; she quietly waited for Eric to recall. Gradually, he began to move his lips and slowly spoke.
"Our... our organization is called..."
He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing, and uttered a term in a language of divination.
"The Eternal Court."
"We symbolize existence and the ultimate truth... We are the supreme court that determines the existence of all things..."
As soon as Eric finished speaking, everyone present, except Xia'er, furrowed their brows slightly.
The Eternal Court?
They had never heard of this organization... Moreover, Eric's description of them was quite... arrogant.
It was as if their organization was the most powerful in existence, capable of determining the existence of all things in the world.
Such hubristic language instinctively elicited a sense of aversion...
Yet, Eric was not lying; this indicated that he genuinely believed it, that their organization was the strongest in this world.
Under Imogen's relentless questioning, the concept of the "Eternal Court" began to take shape in everyone’s minds.
It was a highly secretive and elite organization.
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