Chapter 238 The Unpredictable Sword Armor 2
Under Asahi's onslaught, the vital intelligence source was covered in fatal wounds and was nearly chopped to pieces. Fortunately, because his head had not suffered a fatal blow, he could still be saved.
Ma Zao quickly turned and ran to the other person. The injuries were so severe that, by modern medical standards, it would be a death sentence on the spot; saving him would be nothing short of a pipe dream. However, in the face of the power of resurrection, as long as he wasn't truly dead, there was still hope. I even suspected that even if someone was truly dead, as long as the time since death hadn't passed too long, the power of resurrection could bring them back to life.
Soon, under the power of reversion, the shattered body was restored to its original state as if rewinding a video. Not only were there no fatal wounds, but even the scratches were nowhere to be seen. This scene looked very much like the reset power used by Dr. Silver Mask in the past. The person remained motionless, presumably unconscious.
The demon hunters watching from a distance also witnessed this unbelievable scene, and they all expressed their surprise and confusion.
"Is it time reversal? That's a truly rare ability."
Fu Feng first expressed his admiration, then said thoughtfully, "However, the feeling of this magical power... is very special. I've seen a lot, but I've never encountered such a magical power system before..."
Zhu Shi seemed to have made a similar assessment of Ma Zao's power. While it's unclear how they discerned the so-called "magical system" from such a simple act of using supernatural abilities, it would be truly strange if they had actually witnessed it. This is the power of a blessed cultivator from another era.
Fu Feng turned to me and said, "If I'm not mistaken, your partner's real age should match her appearance. To have such a high level of skill at such a young age, her talent is no less than Dong Che's... Not only that, she doesn't seem to be in very good condition right now. Her performance just now probably wasn't even her full strength, right?"
His evaluation didn't shy away from others; the demon hunters in the distance looked at Asahi with admiration, and even Fuyutsu seemed to be paying more attention to Asahi. Perhaps he said it intentionally, wanting to elevate Asahi in front of everyone, so that we could look good.
And I truly feel honored. Now, no matter how much others praise my abilities, I've developed a resistance to it; all the flattery just feels natural. I hope others can see Asaho's strengths. Their praise for Asaho brings me more joy than their praise for me.
I walked over to Ma Zao and checked her complexion. Despite having just unleashed power that crushed a level-one enemy, she wasn't swaying. Out of caution, I asked her a couple more questions, just in case she was just putting on a brave face.
She assured me, "It's alright, I'm fine. I'm in good shape right now, and I won't have any problems if I unleash my power in a short period of time."
I felt a little relieved and then thought about it. I originally thought she could only use the power of a resident at most, but I never expected that after this period of recuperation, she could actually do this much.
Of course, while she easily defeated an enemy at the Cheng level, that doesn't mean she's above that level. It's clear her speed and strength are still at the same level as her enemy; her victory is only achieved through the superiority of her special abilities. Furthermore, her enemy seems to be relying solely on the power of his silver-white metallic armor, not a true Cheng-level opponent. The fugitive exposed from within the armor appeared to be just an ordinary person; the magical fluctuations emanating from the armor itself.
Even so, it was still beyond my expectations. Considering that her soul is still in a state of severe damage, just how powerful will she be once she is fully recovered?
Could it be that Asahi at her peak was a Grandmaster? This absurd thought popped into my head. Even in Mount Luo, there are fewer than twenty Grandmasters, surpassing countless demon hunters. If Asahi really was a Grandmaster…
...It doesn't seem impossible. In fact, back in the apocalyptic era filled with bizarre phenomena, Ma Zao, burdened with a jinx constitution, had to carry a defenseless little girl like Xiao Wan to safety. This couldn't have been accomplished solely with her level of power. She only faced a life-or-death crisis when confronted by a great demon equivalent to the Great Impermanence, and even that demon ultimately failed to save her life—this would be utterly inexplicable without the support of a high-level expert.
I find it hard to imagine that after becoming a Great Impermanent One, I would still be outmaneuvered by a mere level-one Witcher.
Thinking about it this way, one can somewhat imagine the profound spiritual trauma that Asahi, who had just arrived in this era, had endured. A Blessed cultivator at the Great Completion level had actually been reduced to being ambushed and severely injured by a monster of the Resident level. He was practically on his last breath.
I wasn't entirely sure that Ma was already at the Great Perfection level in his prime, and it wasn't appropriate to ask him in front of others, so I looked at the fugitive who had been cured while unconscious.
Fu Feng and Dong Che also came over. The latter looked at Ma Zao, then at the fugitive's face, and said, "The disguise this person made with magical props has also been destroyed... or perhaps it was canceled by the time reversal power just now?"
The power of return also cleaned away the blood stained with the fugitive's face, allowing me to see his true appearance.
Upon closer inspection, I realized that this fugitive was actually an "old acquaintance".
He was the senior researcher I had encountered in the independent reality space—the one who spoke rudely to the silver-masked doctor at the beginning and wanted to use me, the "child test subject (I was twelve or thirteen years old at the time)," for human experiments.
I interrogated him and obtained important information about the independent reality space from him.
Is this person actually Ying Lingyun's capable assistant?
That seems reasonable. His first appearance in the independent reality space was alongside Dr. Silver Mask, giving the impression that his status was second only to Dr. Silver Mask, the highest authority. And judging from the information gleaned from the interrogation, his seniority far surpasses that of Dr. Silver Mask. Before Dr. Silver Mask, the highest authority at the old Humanitarian Division outpost was Ying Lingyun. So, wasn't he previously a cadre very close to Ying Lingyun?
What was with that silver-white metallic armor he was wearing? How did he bring it into the Fufeng base? If he had worn such armor last time, I might not have been able to subdue him.
"Now that his equipment has been destroyed, he is completely defenseless. Let's take him to the interrogation room first."
Fu Feng made a decision, then picked up the senior researcher from the ground as if he were a stray cat or dog and moved him to another location. We followed closely behind, and a moment later we arrived at the interrogation room.
The senior researcher was tied to a chair, and Fu Feng took out a communication device to call over interrogation professionals.
"Are you also going to observe the interrogation?" he then asked us. "What might happen next involves some unsightly practices..."
Fu Feng was probably hinting that cruel torture might be used later.
Dongche seemed a little timid, yet also excited and restless, and then said, "Please let us watch!"
He then added, "These are the people I arrested, so I should also have the right to stand by and watch."
“I have a certain connection with this person, and I also have some questions I want to ask him. Even if you try to kick me out, I won’t leave,” I said.
Asa, however, remained unfazed, completely unfazed by the cruel torture. Fuyusha seemed to notice this as well, and glanced at Asa again.
When I said I had some questions for the other party, it wasn't just a polite formality. Since the senior researcher was Ying Lingyun's capable assistant, he might know some of Ying Lingyun's secrets. Perhaps it would even involve some secrets related to Silver Moon.
I don't believe Ying Lingyun was completely unaware of the silver moon that appeared on Chang'an.
More importantly, if the senior researcher appeared before Ma Zao and me under the influence of his jinxed nature, then his appearance was definitely not meaningless. He would surely bring us useful clues, the only difference being the amount, not the absence of any. Considering his identity, I believe it is highly likely that these clues are related to Ying Lingyun, Yin Yue, and Chang An.
Furthermore, I could even expect him to tell me exactly where Yinyue took Chang'an's soul.
Fu Feng didn't seem too keen on having us guests observe the interrogation process, but after thinking about it, he agreed.
The interrogator quickly arrived at the interrogation room. He first bowed to Fufeng, then walked up to the senior researcher and, as if pressing the power button on a computer case, tapped the senior researcher's forehead with his finger.
The senior researcher opened his eyes abruptly, as if waking from a nightmare.
He looked up in alarm, his gaze sweeping over us, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
"I...I should have been killed..."
The power of resurrection clearly hadn't erased his memories; he still remembered his defeat at Asaho's hands. He saw Asaho now, and his expression turned to one of mixed anger and fear.
Suddenly, the interrogator clapped his hands together with a loud snap. The senior researcher seemed to have had a mental string snapped by the unexpected sound, his eyes instantly becoming lifeless. It was as if some kind of mental interference spell had been cast; the senior researcher now appeared to be completely at the mercy of others.
“I have hypnotized him, and now he is neither able to remain silent nor lie in response to our questions,” the interrogator said.
It seems to have a similar effect to the black rope heart-locking ring.
This senior researcher is so unlucky it's pitiful. Last time I interrogated him with the black rope heart-locking ring, and this time he's fallen into the same passive situation again.
"well done."
Fu Feng nodded to his men, then said to me, "Zhuang Cheng, you can ask me any questions now."
(End of this chapter)
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