Volume 3: Artifacts Chapter 81: Questioning
When the sky cleared, the ground of the library was filled with ice, broken wood and books. She removed the layers of debris and found Dean Bidar buried underneath.
"Dean, how are you?"
Dean Vidal sat in a pile of debris in a very embarrassed and depressed state: "I won't die for now... Is that angel dead?"
"Dead, but not completely dead." Qingkong pulled the old dean up and told him about the existence of the Hunting King. "Now we should understand the main levels of the Headhunters. The bottom level is the Headhunters, the middle level is the Hunters and Hunter Seekers, none of them have high intelligence, but are more instinctive to obey orders. Above them are the Hunting Kings, who have been selected by the Hunting Queen and transformed by the Magic Spring and have strong strength. While assisting the Hunting Queen in breeding Hunters, they are also the commanders of the Hunting Army.
The best thing is to hunt the queen."
Dean Vidal stood up, but his feet were weak. He grabbed a wooden stick and wrapped his magic around it, turning it into a walking stick.
The old dean looked at the ruined library with regret and said, "I will inform King Sanye of your discovery so that he can be fully prepared for the existence of the Hunting King. It's a pity that this place has been destroyed. It will take some time to rearrange the formation, and it won't achieve the same effect as here."
Qingkong held the old dean's arm and walked towards the gate together: "At least we know that the magic spring is in the horse mane area of the Unicorn Mountains. When the hunting angel Niltye appeared, the longitude and latitude lines were hovering near the Fourth Mane Canyon.
I will take someone there to check, maybe we can find the cave where the Queen Hunting's lair is located."
"Thank you from the bottom of my heart... If you weren't here, the Emerald Magic Academy would have to pay a great price to repel the hunting angel. It's a pity that he was resurrected by the Hunting Queen..." Dean Vidal couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What on earth did the forest elves do wrong to punish us like this."
The door of the library opened, and Professor Makatina and the elven wizards rushed over immediately when they saw Dean Vidal. They used magic to weave a stretcher. After helping the dean onto the stretcher, they used potions and healing magic to restore his physical strength while quickly running to the college clinic.
Shelley twirled the pistol handsomely and put it back into the holster: "Ms. Starry Sky, the headhunters have retreated."
Clear Sky could hear the sounds of fighting outside had died down.
There were some bodies of hunters lying on the ground in front of the library, and the royal court patrolmen were collecting the bodies and cleaning the battlefield.
There were also students from the academy lying beside their dead companions and crying.
In the sky, the Alchemical Crow returned to the window of the tower. An airship, emitting thick smoke, slowly descended to the top platform of the castle.
Qingkong looked at the post-war scene and the low morale of the elves, and said to Shelley: "The forest elves have not fought for a long time. Their combat experience comes from poaching groups and pirates, and the Emerald Magic Academy has no war experience at all. The headhunters' attack here will not stop, but will only become more and more fierce as their forces increase.
It is unknown when support from the empire will arrive, and the connection between the academy and the royal court should have been cut off.
Go find the commander of this Royal Court patrol and help them rearrange the academy's defense system."
Shelley said with contempt: "The defenses set up by these forest elves are really full of loopholes. Even with such a favorable terrain, the headhunters can still infiltrate. If they were placed in the northern border of the empire, they would not be able to hold out for a day against the attack of the Art County Alliance.
Miss, I can only help the Emerald Magic Academy. If you want to defend a city as big as the Emerald Royal Court, you need an officer advisory group from the Empire."
Qingkong agreed with Shelley's judgment: "The Emerald Court does need a military advisory group, but this is not something we can decide. You go do your job, I'll go see if the Sheriff and Dark Night have managed to pry open the angel's mouth."
Qingkong and Shelley left separately, and large chunks of ice fell down inside the library.
In the secret room of the interrogation angel, the angel Siphos is surrounded by a black cat, a mouse and a magic ball.
The sheriff walked in the air with a cat-like pace, and every step he took created a circle of water ripples under his paws. Dark Night followed closely behind the sheriff, a true follower. The sheriff walked around the angel and finally stopped in front of him.
A light flashed in his eyes: "Angel, tell me what you know."
The angel Siphos was tortured to the point where he had completely lost his previous majesty. His face was pale, his spirit was extremely depressed, and his facial muscles were constantly spasming neurotically.
"The Shadow Tribe... I am the Holy Angel of Judgment. Your methods will not work on me. Kill me, or wait for me to kill you."
Seeing that the angel was still stubborn, the sheriff took a look at the floating spirit orb.
The spiritual orb responded with intermittent flashes, and a wisp of purple light stretched out from the orb. The light penetrated into the angel Siphos's brain. He raised his head in pain, opened his mouth wide but could not make a sound. His eyes turned completely purple from gold, and wisps of purple mist emerged from his facial features.
The sheriff walked to the side of Sifos's head and looked down into his eyes. "Angel, we are spiritual beings. In addition to assassination, we are also good at mental invasion. Just give us some time, and we can find what we want from your mind. If necessary, we can also modify your memory.
Your mental barriers are much weaker than you think, and we will soon break through them. Not only will we find what we want from your mind, but we will also control you step by step and tame you into my slave.
Speaking out now can save you a lot of pain.”
The angel Siphos tried his best to endure the pain brought by the mental invasion. He used all his strength to speak intermittently: "Do you think... I will surrender because of your fear? No... No... I am an angel, a holy judge angel who has gone through countless tests!
Even if you can break through my mental barriers, all you'll get is my body!
I am sapphire!
I am the sapphire..."
The angel's voice became weaker and weaker until he fell into coma.
Dark Night jumped over, pried open the angel's eyes, and carefully checked Sifos' mental state.
"Sheriff! His mental stress is shutting down. Should we continue the attack? "
"It would be bad if we killed him!" The black cat waved its claws, and the mental orb stopped its mental attack. "Angels are harder to deal with than we thought! But we have already promised Her Majesty the Queen. If I can't find out, it would make me look incompetent.
My current position is in jeopardy!"
Dark Night suggested flatteringly: "A violent attack might kill him, so it is better to create a mental illusion. For example, let him think that he has been rescued and returned to Sky City, and is being received by the Sword of Oath. Perhaps he can tell you the answer that Your Majesty wants to know."
The sheriff patted An Ye's head with his paw in appreciation: "I didn't expect that you are so smart despite your small brain. Since we can't get the answer by torture, let's create a mental illusion for him.
Spirit orb, start working!"
The spiritual orb immediately emitted fan-shaped rays, and the illuminated area of the secret room quickly became brighter, and the simulated sacred energy filled the place with a sense of holiness. The fan-shaped rays repeatedly scanned and refreshed, and more details were added, and the secret room looked more and more like an angel's residence.
This made Qingkong, who was teleported in, suddenly stunned, thinking that he had gone to the wrong place.
After feeling the mental disturbance, Qingkong immediately strengthened his spirit, and what he saw returned to the appearance of the secret room.
"What are you doing?"
Upon seeing the arrival of Her Majesty the Queen, whom he had been longing for, the sheriff immediately ran over on ripples in the air.
He rubbed his head against Qingkong's arm and said, "Your Majesty, we are setting up a mental illusion. Now the angel Xifus's mind has some loopholes under our attack. Although it will take some time and skills to break through, we can still use a certain degree of mental confusion on him.
We plan to disguise ourselves as the Sword of Oath and rescue him back to Sky City. He will definitely tell us everything when facing the Sword of Oath. "
Qingkong asked: "Has anyone seen the Sword of Oath?"
The Sheriff and Dark Night shook their heads, and their mental orbs swung fan-shaped beams of light.
Qingkong reflected secretly that he shouldn't have given too high expectations to these shadow parasitic meta-iterations.
"I admit that the mental illusion you created was very realistic, and even I was almost fooled by you. But if the Sword of Oath you created is too distorted, it might arouse Siphos's vigilance."
The sheriff thought about it seriously, and then said, "I know the angel Malus, and I allowed him to hug me. If I disguise myself as Malus, I should be able to fool this stupid angel."
Qingkong said helplessly: "Malus's status in Sky City is not very high, and the angels must know that Malus is studying in Oulu College.
I will disguise myself as Theresa and tell you that the Holy Scripture is second only to the Sword of Oath in the Inquisition. "
The sheriff praised: "Your Majesty's wisdom is like the vast sea of stars. Should we start the spiritual illusion now?"
"Okay!" Qingkong looked at the angel Sifos and said, "But the scene should not be the Sky City. Too many changes will only create too many loopholes. Restore everything to its original state, and use the spirit orb to confuse Sifos mentally."
The spirit orb shut down the fan-shaped rays, and the angel's residence turned back into a dark secret room.
The spiritual instrument then moved to the back of Siphos's head, and purple threads of light penetrated into the angel's brain.
The Sheriff and Dark Night used energy simulation to simulate the divine energy, and used mental illusion to draw the appearance of angels respectively.
Energy simulation and mental mimicry are both essential skills for the Shadow Clan, and a cat and a mouse can use them without any pressure.
Qingkong stimulated the sacred energy in his right arm and recited a passage of ancient angel language. The angel armor began to attach from his right hand and soon covered his entire body. He spread his ice crystal wings and stretched out his hand. The Book of Disaster floated on his palm.
The spirit orb activated mental mimicry, Qingkong's appearance was simulated to look like Theresa, the ice crystal wings turned into angel wings, and the book of disaster turned into the holy book of the ancients.
Everything is arranged properly.
Clear Sky nodded to the spirit orb, and the spirit orb awakened the unconscious angel Siphos.
"I won't..." Sifos shook his dizzy head and opened his eyes. Then he found that what he saw were not the three Shadow Clan who tortured him, but three... angels: "Te... Theresa? Master of the Holy Scripture! Why are you here?"
The mental illusion worked.
Qingkong said to Sifos in Theresa's tone, "I received an order from the Sword of Oath to return to Sky City to report, and then I was sent to the Emerald Forest by the Sword of Oath.
Sifos, you should have met me with Niltye, why were you captured by the elves? "
“I…” Sifos shook his head due to dizziness, and then replied: “We were surrounded by the headhunters at the source of divine power in the Emerald Forest. Niltye was killed by the headhunters, and I escaped.
Damn elves, they... they captured me and tortured me.
No... I saw a dragon, a black dragon; and... and the Shadow Clan, a cat, a mouse and a ball.
Can you please put me down, my mind is very confused now."
"I'm sorry I can't let you go now." Qingkong signaled the mental orb behind Sifos's head to reduce mental interference, and after he stabilized a little, he said, "There is one thing I didn't tell you. I went to the source of divine power in the Horse Mane area of the Unicorn Mountains, and was attacked by Niltye."
"That's impossible!" said Seaforth. "I saw him killed by the headhunters with my own eyes."
"Are you doubting what I said?"
Sifos said immediately: "No, I dare not question you. But Niltye is really dead, could it be ...he was resurrected? The inside of the Hunting Queen's Lair is very strange, and the unstable source of divine power may really allow Niltye to be resurrected.
You said he...he attacked you?"
The mental orb became more and more adept at interfering with Sifos's mind.
Clear Sky said, "Yes, Niltje attacked me, and he is no longer an angel, so I have reason to doubt whether you are the real Siphos."
"I am Siphos, the Crimson Sapphire Siphos. Please believe me and pass on the Holy Scripture first!"
Qingkong walked in front of Xifos, and the vigorous holy energy made her whole body burst with white light.
"You want me to believe you? It's simple... The Headhunters will not do anything to harm the Hunting Queen. They won't even think about it. Tell me how to kill the Hunting Queen quickly. You are right... You are the Holy Judgement Angel Crimson Sapphire Siphos."
"I say..." Sifos said quickly, "The source of divine power is the overflow point of the original power. It is not fixed in one place, but appears randomly in an area. Now the Hunting Queen has occupied the Magic Spring and used her power to fix this source of divine power in her nest.
But as long as a sufficient amount of ancient language is used to pull the source of divine power, and if the pulling force is large enough, the magic spring and the hunting queen can be pulled out together.
If we calculate the displacement position of the divine power source in advance and set up a circle of encirclement, we can kill the Queen of Hunting."
Qingkong didn't expect that he could kill the Hunting Queen in this way.
There is only theoretical guidance, but how should it be implemented in practice?
"How do we pull the source of divine power?"
Faced with this question, Siphos panicked and defended himself: "I don't know! I really don't know, pass on the Holy Scripture first!"
