Parente still has bonds, so he is honest under the threat. The other person, the guy with the mustache, chose to be tough to the end.

He actually had a feeling that something wasn't quite right when he stepped on the board, and he hesitated to slow down the beat by two or three steps. However, the familiar sound of the sailors in the cabin bragging and chatting with each other made him ignore the warning of the soul and enter the cabin anyway. He expertly pushed open the secret door, Larry's body was still in place, and where it should have been Parent's corpse sat the emperor of the Revy Magic Empire.

"Surprised, surprised?" Feige waved his wand at him, summoning an invisible rope and holding the mustache in place. "I am the Emperor of the Revy Magic Empire, the strongest magician in the Yongli Continent, a saint of the Goddess Church, and I have some connections with other worlds. I want to ask you, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Everything will be reduced to dust in the face of war! I am a scout, I am a vanguard, and I will use my piety to illuminate the way for the army to advance! Glory, tile ......"

Feige rushed over and pinched his throat like a rooster by the neck. At the same time, a transparent scroll with golden edges appeared in his empty hand. On the premise that you can't use the Mind Twisting Demon form, only the Soul Contract can help at the moment. "Your soul is very interesting, it can quickly spontaneously combust. Is this an attempt to kill oneself together, or is it just a way to kill oneself?"

The mustache's face twisted, and there was a gurgling sound of bubbles bursting in his throat. He moved his eyeballs down forcefully, trying to know what Fitch was going to do to him. But Feige pushed his head high and threw it back, so it was impossible for him to see a scroll tinged into his chest that glowed the blood-red color of hell, splitting his muscles and internal organs, all the way into the soul fire.

The soul can change with the mood, becoming more active and depressed, but even if the emotion completely explodes, the soul will not explode. - At least that's what Fitch always thought. But the soul of the mustache did not follow this law, and the soul that was originally like a flame, as if it had been injected with an excessive amount of accelerant, suddenly inflated, like a balloon about to burst.

This state is extremely unstable, and it seems that it is possible for the soul power to fully burst out and then disappear. Feige cautiously probed, feeling the changes in the soul scroll. The contract demon can see the state of the soul fire in order to judge the other party's emotions, thoughts, and character, so as to formulate tactics and obtain a better contract condition. Now he uses the soul contract as a probe, and it is this ability to probe the mental state of the eight-character beard.

This is a fanatical believer who is very strong in his heart, and inside the inflated soul fire there is a core stronger than steel. Feige had seen such a state of soul in the old man, which he called the "rigid state" of faith.

Spells that can normally change the state of the soul and implant control thoughts are ineffective against the "Rigid State", and as long as there is a conflict, the "Rigid State" will always win. Only another rigidity can influence and change this rigidity, but it is often the result of both sides ending up together, think of those who are refuted by reality and then have a whole mental breakdown, it is a "hard encounter".

A fanatic believer will form a state of "rigidity", and from then on he will not listen, he will not change, he will not be immersed in water and fire, and he will be invulnerable. This kind of rigid state - not necessarily fanatic - Feige has seen quite a few, and basically all the fallen people from Hell have this state. However, there were still some runes of the Creator Lord around the dead soul of the mustache, and Fei Qi could feel that it was an unfinished spell.

"As soon as you open your mouth, you can complete a spell to blow your soul away, and then I will get nothing. If your neck is wiped now, and your soul swells like this, the spell of the dead talking may not work. Feiqi looked at the mustache calmly, looking at it as if he were looking at an object, not a person. "You're going to die anyway, and the best way to get the most out of you is to do a spell experiment. I guess it's going to be scary, because I'm going to bring you extremely intense emotions, unbearable, but I'm not going to drive you crazy......"

Feige said as he summoned a magic matrix in his hand holding the soul contract, and kept bombarding the soul of the mustache with rune spells. The mustache's eyes widened violently, and in an instant his hair was completely wet, and then he fell into a violent tremor. His pants were soaked, the stench was spreading, and his legs had long since lost the strength to stand. Fitch frowned, pinned him against the bulkhead, and continued to manipulate the spell to force a probe on his soul.

Shock, fear, sorrow, anger...... These emotions come like a tsunami and go like a landslide, constantly bombarding the mustache in the heaviest and most hurtful way, and pressing the swollen soul back hard. As if the water had come out of nowhere, the runes that inflated the soul gradually revealed their true faces. Feige manipulated the spells while meditatively recording the runes.

None of the spells that can affect the soul are simple, such as the soul echo, whose huge number of runes is a separate level, and even summoning meteors for bombardment is far less complicated than it. But the spell in the soul of the mustache is not difficult, the number of runes is less than a thousand, and it seems to have a beginning and an end......

"What's going on?" Feige bewildered and more he wanted to figure it out, which made him miserable - but who cares about him, there won't be Feige in it anyway. He used a spell to hang Mustache's life while continuing to push forward the experiment, which soon caused his soul to be riddled with holes. This is also self-inflicted, and if he does not turn his soul into an anomalous state of expansion, Feiqi's spells will not be able to break through its fragile surface.

After scouting, researching, and cracking, and of course, the continuous, enormous, inhuman torture, Feige finally figured out what the spell was all about. It's not a complete incantation, but rather an introduction that connects the diehards in the Mustache's soul to some "other diehard" located elsewhere.

Since it is not possible to use all the energy 100%, even if a person mobilizes all his strength, he cannot blow up his soul, at most only a small part of it, which is usually called self-harm. The spell in the soul of the mustache strings together souls with the same rigid characteristics into a whole, treating one of them as a "small part", and thus blowing up this "small part" with the help of the contribution of the other parts.

"The idea...... Good brain-dead. Feige withdrew his hand and rubbed his temples, and the mustache collapsed to the ground. His mantra was almost finished, and maybe there were only a few runes left, but after being tortured by Feiqi, he didn't even have the strength to whimper, let alone focus and chant spells. Feige stretched out his foot and kicked him, and the mustache didn't react mentally except for his body swaying.

Although it can't explode, it's impossible to recover again. Normal souls simply don't swell to that extent, and the damage caused by this process is irreversible. The guy in the second world is really cruel, and he doesn't care about the lives of his subordinates at all, so he will cultivate this kind of crazy guy who explodes immediately when he meets, and he has no hesitation at all. On the other hand, this mustache is actually very restrained, forbearing, and disciplined. He chose to lurk cautiously during those seven days, and then sent out several waves of temptation, which showed that he was mentally normal. Executors who can think, but are rigid and fanatical, I don't know how many such people there are under the command of the "war knights".

Feige got a part of the rune from the soul of the mustache, but it was only an introduction, and no other part was incomplete. "Well, it's not for nothing, knowing that fanatical enemies will explode. ”

If the soul can explode, how lethal can it be? In fact, it can't even burst the skin—purely from a material point of view. Soul Fire is not a fireball technique, and its "explosion" is actually used to change the world around it. The moment it explodes, it drastically changes the rules of the world around it, especially the influence of other souls on the world. Spells within the blast's area of effect will be problematic, and spells that have already been formed will be forcibly distorted, with unexpected changes. If someone casts a spell within this range, there is a high chance that they will be consumed by their own spells, which will cause damage to their souls.

In fact, every spell is a soul releasing power in a gentle way, but there will be a difference between a candle flame, a bonfire, and a prairie fire, and the soul self-explosion is an explosion, which is not a nature at all. Fei Qi looked at the mustache and couldn't help but think of a possibility: if the enemy deliberately used this way to constantly cast soul explosions around him, thus completely blocking his spell casting ability, how to deal with it?

"If that happens, draw your flaming greatsword and cut a path of blood. I can't recite spells, and it doesn't affect me as a Hellpurgatory. Feige scratched his head, then smiled: "It's a shame." After a person self-destructs, it will also affect other people's spells, isn't the self-detonation rune of the Creator Ancestor a spell? Therefore, it is too difficult to suppress continuous self-explosion, if you can achieve that kind of organizational ability, you don't need to self-detonate at all, and you can suppress me in other ways. ”

Feige is not invincible in the world, and he knows it himself. If nothing else, just say that in the face of the steel torrent of the earth, or the regular army of heaven and hell, he will die and die over and over again, endlessly. It's just that in the Yongli Continent, plus some worlds where the social organization ability and combat effectiveness are not so high, he can still be horizontal.

After a thorough search of the cabin, Feige dragged his mustache, waved his wand, and teleported away in a red light. It wasn't long before the guards of Tawu Harbor City rushed aboard the ship and locked up all the sailors who were playing strange roles such as the "Duke of Five Eyebrows" and locked them up for interrogation. Feige didn't expect the sailors to know anything, and it was most likely that they just took the money and turned a blind eye. Hopefully, this lesson will make them remember the consequences of closing that eye.

Feige teleports back to the dungeon with the mustache, and Parentet wants to confess, but Feige has no time to pay attention to him before. Now, he walked past the cell with a mustache as limp as mud, like carrying a dead fish. The Emperor raised his chin, and one of the guards opened the cell door opposite Parent. As soon as Feige shook his hand, the mustache that smelled of feces and urine was thrown in.

Plop, that's the only sound Hue has made since he entered his cell. He pouted and lay on the ground, his head tilted to Parent's side, and his face was swaying in the light of the torches, creating a large shadow that gave a terrifying feeling. "You have to tell His Majesty the Emperor well!" shouted to the frightened family members again to Parent.

"Your Majesty," said Parent, instead of kneeling, but grasping the railing, putting his weight on it, and in a very weak tone, "I will answer whatever you want." I hope you're happy to let them all go. ”

"You're still playing tricks on me, what do you think he went through to get to be like this?" Feige pointed to the mustache. "If you think there's anything valuable, say it, and I'll verify it. If you don't want to dig your pockets, then I don't have to talk to you, do I?"

Parente sighed, finally sat down honestly, and said everything that was useful and useless.

Feige kept looking at him, judging the truth by the fire of his soul. There is no rigidity in Parent's heart, he is the kind of person who acts for profit, so he is not loyal, and it is easier to see through. He said a lot of things, mostly through observation and listening, and some of his own inferences. Although he felt that most of his inferences did not stand up to scrutiny, and many of them were brainwashed conjectures, Feige still listened carefully.

The Second World is preparing to launch the third Scarlet Meteor Night, but this time the main combat power will be the Terrasqui Behemoth, and the main targets are Tawu Harbor City and Feiqi. This shows that the second world's ability to launch cross-world attacks is declining, and they can only concentrate their firepower to solve priority targets first, and spreading fear can only be postponed for the time being.

It's a good thing, and it shows that Feige's plan worked. He created a character for himself, on the one hand, he showed strong hostility towards the Second World and the Creator, and on the other hand, he expressed his firm intention to fight the end of the world and defeat the Second World on many private occasions to his close ministers, students of the magic school, members of the Knights of Hell, etc. With the organization and discipline of the Yongli Continent, there is no impermeable wall, and Feiqi's ideas will definitely slowly spread to the second world.

As long as there is one person resisting, it can counteract the three retreats, and it can inspire ten hesitants. As the emperor, Feiqi still has the power of the country to use, and his influence will be magnified. If the Second World still wants to create fear and despair, and if it wants to use fear and despair to expand its influence, then it must bring down Fitch. Feige became the target as he wished.

The Terrasquier Behemoth was coming, and somehow, Feige was a little excited, as if the hunter had heard the news of good prey worth fighting. The previous two attacks on Feige had not caught up, and he was eager to experience the power of the behemoth for himself, using this whetstone to polish his magic and improve his combat experience. Defeating Terrasquey would be a great boost to him and the morale of the entire Levi Magic Empire.

In particular, the substance in the pink vial can attract Terrasquia's attention, attracting, directing, and keeping it near a certain place to a certain extent. Feige wasn't one of the three spies, so he didn't need to think about hiding himself, he could have used up all the remaining liquid at once, giving the Terrasqui Behemoth a strong stimulus. This can be used as a tactical advantage.

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