Xia Tianqiong hurriedly returned to the detention center, and as soon as Du Fuwei saw him, he began to pour out his grievances.
“In recent days, more than 100,000 people have been arrested and detained in more than a dozen places. If they continue to arrest people, there will be no place to detain them.”
Xia Tianqiong understood what he meant. "I will try my best. If I can successfully remove the masks, these people will be in no danger. At that time, it doesn't matter whether we kill them or let them go."
Du Fuwei then asked, "What if it can't be separated?"
Xia Tianqiong didn't answer, but opened a room where a masked person was locked up.
Not only were they shackled and handcuffed, but their necks were also chained to the wall.
"Let me go! I didn't kill anyone. I acted in self-defense. You can't treat me like this."
The man was shouting and yelling, and was extremely agitated.
Xia Tianqiong strode over without saying a word, grabbed the other person's collar, and slammed him against the wall, rendering him unable to move.
Then, place your other hand on the mask and channel the power of reincarnation into it, attempting to separate the mask from the other person's soul.
The mask and the soul were stuck together tightly; the slightest touch would cause the masked person to scream in pain, like a pig being slaughtered.
"Ouch! It hurts so much! Just kill me!"
Xia Tianqiong ignored it and continued trying.
He channeled the power of reincarnation between the mask and the soul, causing a slight tremor, and the mask immediately detached from the soul.
With a thud, the mask fell to the ground.
The screams stopped abruptly, the mask fell off, revealing a stubble-faced man who was staring in disbelief, utterly shocked.
Du Fuwei's face lit up with joy, but he noticed Xia Tianqiong frown. "Didn't we succeed? Why aren't you happy?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the man's eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground.
Xia Tianqiong stood there, frowning and silent, seemingly lost in thought.
Du Fuwei was a bit impatient. He went over to check and found that the person had no heartbeat and was already dead.
"What happened?"
Xia Tianqiong sighed softly, "The mask has been removed, but the soul has been torn apart."
Du Fuwei didn't understand these things, but he offered advice: "Maybe your technique isn't quite there yet. Find a few more people to practice with. There are plenty of masked people out there. Try a few more times."
Xia Tianqiong shook her head, "It's no use, trying a few more times won't help."
He finished speaking and walked out.
Du Fuwei asked, "Where are you going?"
"Let's go talk to the chess king."
"What's the point of finding him? He'd be happy if even more people died!"
...
Xia Tianqiong quickly arrived at the Imperial Capital Headquarters and entered the conference room.
Old Master Huo and the Chess King were still playing chess. At this time, the Chess King was no longer transparent, but a thick shadow.
Its appearance is not visible, only a blurry outline.
Xia Tianqiong walked over and sat down next to Old Huo as usual.
"Chess King, may we talk?"
The chess king was focused on his game and seemed not to hear what was said.
Old Master Huo turned to look at him, forcing a smile on his aged face, "You did very well, but you need to keep going. Your time is running out, don't waste it..."
Before he could finish speaking, a powerful aura suddenly enveloped the entire conference room.
The teacup on the table couldn't withstand the pressure and shattered into countless powders.
The chess king slowly raised his head. Although his eyes were not visible, one could sense that he was watching Old Master Huo.
"Shut up and focus on the game."
The voice remained gentle, but the tone left no room for argument.
Old Huo smiled helplessly, shut his mouth, and continued playing chess.
Xia Tianqiong's heart skipped a beat. Old Huo seemed to want to remind him of something, but he was warned by the Chess King.
What does Mr. Huo want to say?
"Chess King, do you really intend to kill more than 20 million people in the city?"
The chess king remained focused on his game and did not reply.
Xia Tianqiong continued, "It's been so many days, and only a little over a million people have died. Isn't that a bit slow for a Ghost King like you?"
"If the chess master is willing to back down, I can help you kill someone, and I guarantee it will be much faster than using the death rule."
The chess king finally looked up at him, his voice tinged with mockery, "Humans are all insatiable. Even the most upright people will be controlled by their desires when tempted by profit."
For me, watching countless humans kill each other for immediate gain is a rare pleasure.
Xia Tianqiong pondered these words carefully and actually nodded.
"The chess king is right, all humans are greedy. But there are limits to greed. As long as we guide them properly, appeal to their emotions and reason with them, we can make them resist temptation."
Are you joking with me?
The chess king suddenly laughed out loud, "I have eaten more people than you have ever seen. I am kindly reminding you that your thinking is too naive."
"No, I stand by my idea. How about we make a bet? I can get people to resist temptation, thereby reducing the spread of masks."
"Heh, do you think you're qualified to make a bet with me?"
"..."
Xia Tianqiong was speechless. He wanted to set a trap for the chess king, but the king didn't give him the chance at all.
"Could it be that the chess king lacks confidence in himself? Is he afraid of losing to me?"
"A childish attempt to provoke me! I have lived for over 100,000 years and have always done what I want. No one can make me change my mind. Get lost and don't disturb my chess game."
The chess king was arrogant and aloof, and he didn't buy into Xia Tianqiong's act at all.
Xia Tianqiong was not disappointed, and before leaving, she threw out another sentence.
"Your method of killing is too slow. You're the worst Ghost King I've ever seen. The Ghost Kings at the Wujian Restaurant can wipe out a city with a single move. They're much more powerful than you."
He finished speaking and left, but the chess king paused for a moment while playing chess, and then asked Old Huo, "Has the Ghost King of the Wujian Restaurant gone on a killing spree in the human world?"
Old Master Huo shook his head. "I've been staying in the capital, not paying attention to what's happening outside. But Xia Tianqiong travels all over the world; perhaps he's met him!"
...
Xia Tianqiong had returned to the detention center and kept thinking about what Old Huo had left unsaid.
What exactly should we remind him of?
And the chess king has a rather strange attitude toward humans!
When Du Fuwei saw him return, he quickly came over and asked, "You're back so soon, what was the outcome of the talks?"
Xia Tianqiong shook her head slightly, "The Chess King is very difficult to talk to."
"What's the next step? Don't we have a solution yet?"
"Wait a little longer."
"Wait for what?"
"It should be soon."
Xia Tianqiong said something strange and then prepared to leave.
But then, the sky suddenly darkened.
It's like someone pressed a power button, instantly turning day into night.
When people looked up, they saw that the original sun was gone, and there was only a purple sun in the sky.
It would be more appropriate to call it the moon rather than the sun.
Its purple light is not enough to illuminate the earth, but it can still provide some light.
At the same time, a voice rang in the ears of all the masked people again.
Du Fuwei looked worried, unsure of what would happen next!
Xia Tianqiong looked at the sky, thinking to himself, "Looks like the provocation tactic worked! The Demon King is nothing special after all!"
He suddenly looked at Du Fuwei, his expression serious, "Get ready, I'm about to start."
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