Although Gao Wen considered himself a satellite spirit who traveled through time and had sufficient insight and tolerance, every time he encountered something related to Tyre, he still couldn't help feeling "How could there be such a strange species in this world?" It was like now, looking at the Siren Miss who was lying on the pool in the form of a large sea demon, he was particularly worried about whether he should pass the san hek first or get back his blood first.

Because Tyre has been using healing techniques to hold the prisoner's life.

As for the fact that Amber mentioned that some of Tyr's tentacles had a spiritual inspiration effect, Gao Wen did not feel that he felt that this was probably similar to the principle that he could be immune to the spiritual interference of the gods. Many of the forces in this world that interfered with human spirit had no effect on him.

"Now... let's say hello to the guests," Gao Wen looked at Tyre for a long time before finally turning his attention away from the sea witch, and looked at the captive who was tied up by tentacles, who seemed to have only a few breaths left. "What's your name? What's your identity? What's your purpose?"

Clement raised his head with difficulty. The moment he saw Gao Wen, he realized what was going on, and the terrible creature that bound him even dispelled all his thoughts of survival, but this did not mean that he would cooperate honestly: "No way... to tell..."

Amber was waiting for the old man to say this and immediately came up from the side: "He was called Clement but pretended to be a Wang wizard named Duke."

"Duke..." Gao Wen was not sure about the specific personnel on the border this time when Francis II was on his way to the border, but after a little thought, he guessed that this disguiser might have been lurking next to the dead king. His expression became subtle, "So, your mission is to kill the king? Do you and the forces behind you want to destroy this peace talk?"

Clement closed his eyes and made a gesture of unpreparing to answer, while Saldrin on the other side came to Gaowen and whispered a few words.

"You pretend to be a mage, but you are actually a druid," Gowen looked at Clement and said calmly, "I think I know who you are, and you will die, right."

Clement finally answered once: "Whatever you say, you can't understand our great cause."

"Actually that's the case," Gao Wen nodded, "I didn't plan to understand your career from the beginning. I just wanted you to disappear. Clay... Mente, right? Your actions this time were indeed beyond my expectations. I admit that I underestimated you. I always thought you were just rats fanning the flames in the dark corners, but I didn't expect you to dare to make trouble in such a big thing... Let me boldly assume that since you can go to the border to assassinate the king, then you must take action in the kingdom."

Clement just sneered at this, without any intention of answering.

This made Gao Wen feel a little embarrassed: he knew that the old man who was not astonishingly good at looking at him (the appearance of this old man may not be real, after all, the believers of the Death of All Things are good at changing body forms) were probably a high-level member of the Death of All Things. This high-level cult not only has strong strength, but also has extraordinary mentality. The ordinary methods of interrogation have no effect on these people at all. Even spells involving the mind may not be able to break through their mind defense.

It would be great if this was a sleeper. Gao Wen could still find a way to hack into the other party's mind, but this was a degenerate druid, and the situation made people feel that it was impossible to start.

But just when Gao Wen was struggling, Tyre in the pool suddenly spoke and broke his silence: "Maybe... I can let him cooperate a little."

Gao Wen's eyebrows slightly raised: "Oh?"

"But this method is one-time," Tyre spreads his hands, and some of his free tentacles are spread out. "At least, based on the tests we did on those who call themselves "Son of the Storm," this method can only be used once, and then the person dies."

"...You monster!" Clement finally felt a little moved when he heard Tyre's words. He struggled hard and shouted, "What do you want to do?"

"You shouldn't be qualified to say that others are monsters," Gowen glanced at Clement, then thought for a while, and finally made up his mind, "Tyre, I'll leave it to you."

Although Gao Wen is trying to establish a controllable force from within the Eternal Sleeper, he knows that for most extremely crazy and extremely enthusiastic cultists, saving and fighting are meaningless attempts, especially for Clement, a believer like the end of everything. The only suitable way to deal with it is to let Tyre try her "one-time means".

With Gao Wen's instruction, Tyre's lower body immediately split a few new tiny tentacles and spread towards Clement. The cult finally realized the arrival of huge danger and began to struggle even more violently, but all his struggles could not resist the tentacles that had tightly bound them and were floating with strange rune light. After just a few breaths, the new, tiny tentacles had already spread near his neck...

But at this moment, Amber, who was standing beside Gao Wen, suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

Tyre stopped in confusion, and Gao Wen turned his head to look at Amber: "What's wrong?"

Amber seemed quite hesitant, but finally took a step forward and looked up at Tyre: "I have a question too... Can you make this person hold on for a while?"

"Yes," Tyre nodded, "he will be alive until your inquiry is over."

Gao Wen glanced at Amber curiously, then looked at Tyre: "Good, then let's start."

Clement used all his strength to twist and struggle, as if he had reached the brink of despair, but even so, he was still shouting loudly, with a surprising loud voice: "You will pay one day! You are not worthy of being God's meal! You are only worthy of being His despised after God's meal! I will not surrender! I will not surrender!!"

Amid the curse, several turbid lilac magic halos, and the smooth and cold tentacles began to spread up along Clement's neck, and drilled into the latter's ears little by little, pressing against the latter's scalp. Unexpected fear and mental pressure grabbed Clement's heart. Infinite illusions seemed to emerge in his mind. The sound of illusory waves echoed in his ears. The layers of waves were hidden in countless indistinguishable low murmurs. Among those crazy sounds, he recalled all the terrible legends about the deep sea. The end of the endless storm, the chaotic dark deep sea, the palace of the Lord of the Storm, the banquet venue for the carnival of sea demons and sea monsters...

The eyes of the deceased monk were wide open. At the last moment of maintaining his self-awareness, he suddenly retreated. He felt that he had seen a more miserable and terrifying scene than death. The scene made him unable to help but want to surrender, but he had no chance.

Tentacles have penetrated into his ears, scalp and even eyes, and the brain of this deceased priest has lost the ability to think freely.

Tyre looked down at Clement who had finally calmed down and shook his head: "I don't know what your God loves to eat, but your Gods should all be delicious."

Even Gao Wen felt that what was happening in front of him made him get goose bumps all over his body. He looked at Clement's strange state at the moment and Tyre's creepy tentacles, and couldn't help but mutter: "Can't you make this scene slightly... milder?"

Tyre thought for a while: "I can turn my tentacles into pink."

"Forget it..." Gao Wen waved his hand quickly and looked at Clement, "Can I ask him now?"

"It's OK at any time," Tyr nodded slightly, "but try to use words as accurately as possible, so that the answer will be more efficient."

Gao Wen nodded and came to Clement: "Is Francis II indeed dead?"

The skin on Clement's face was shaking, and a low and hoarse voice came from his throat: "I'll kill him with my own hands..."

Gao Wen continued to ask, "Prince Edmund is your accomplice? He is under the control of the demise of all things?"

"Edmund...Moen... needs Ansu's throne, he is the collaborator of the end of everything..."

"Cooperator, not who controls who..." Gao Wen frowned. It was surprising to get the exact news of Prince Edmund's father-killing from Clement, but he was more puzzled, "What did Edmund want to do? Just to usurp the throne?"

This is the part he couldn't understand most. Francis II was old and Prince Edmund was the first heir to the throne. The talented prince didn't have to take such an extreme step at all. Why did he have to make such a shocking move after Francis II's border negotiations, and even cooperate with cultists who will die?!

Perhaps the question this time was a little complicated. After hesitating for a few seconds, Clement slowly answered: "...Edmund... not only wants to be the king of the Second Dynasty... He wants... the glory of the First Dynasty, he wants... An Su Quansheng, what he wants is... the real royal power."

Clement muttered a few more words, then a strange smile appeared on his face: "Innocent and stupid pawn..."

This is probably what this church believer truly evaluates Prince Edmund.

Hearing Clement's answer, not only did Gao Wen's face show a thoughtful look, but even Saldrin next to him thought of many things in an instant.

"The real royal power..." The high-level ranger frowned, and he looked at Gao Wen in the eyes, "That's why he wants to do these things after leaving the capital?!"

Gao Wen just sighed and then thought of something.

He immediately asked, "Is Silas Loren an insider?"

"Selas Loren... is loyal to... Edmund Moen..."

It's true!

Silas Loren's loyalty was not the king! It was Edmund! But why?

Perhaps... the Duke of the East Realm was actually loyal to "Moen", the real Ansu royal power, rather than the puppet royal family supported by the North Realm Family?

Gao Wen reasoned on the position of Silas Loren based on the logic that a great nobleman of this era might have. After pondering for a long time, he suddenly asked a new question: "Is the peace agreement on the border signed?"

“Signed…”

Hearing this critical answer, Gao Wen took a breath slightly, and after pondering for a few seconds, he asked the last decisive question: "Is there anyone around Emperor Tifeng... Is there anyone with you?"

Clement's skin shook violently and squeezed a word out of his throat: "…yes."
Chapter completed!