Chapter 331 Interrogation
To be honest, it was quite impressive to see a cultist with a head full of devilish thoughts suddenly say something that sounded particularly intimidating with a look of determination as if he was determined to join the cult. However, compared to the "sense of belief" exuded by the cultist at this moment, Yu Sheng was more curious about another thing.
"Why is this world so sick?" He frowned, looking puzzled. "Although there are indeed some weird things in this world, there are always natural disasters and man-made disasters. We need to rescue disasters and prevent disasters. Has this risen to the level of the world being so sick that we have to find a way to 'fight poison with poison' from the Dark Angel?"
Baili Qing directly relayed Yu Sheng's words to the staff in the interrogation room.
The conversation in the interrogation room came through the loudspeaker.
"What is your standard for judging whether this world is 'deadly ill'?"
The cultist sitting on the chair moved his body, and was immediately pulled back to his original position by the restraint device.
"You can't see it, and most people can't see it," the pale-faced man twitched his lips, and there seemed to be a hint of pity in his tone, "Listen carefully, listen to the wailing between the stars. Algrade's astrologers claim that they can listen to the voices of the stars, but they never dare to face the truth in the depths of darkness -
"The whole world is shrouded in the haze of disintegration. The distant starlight hides surging thoughts. Every moment, countless possibilities pointing to doomsday burst out from the edge of the observable universe and are then briefly blocked by the stars. Did the Astrology Society warn you? They didn't, because they themselves are full of flaws and can only observe the most superficial part of the starlight.
"And there are those so-called prophets, those Bamosans, who claim to be disciples of the 'Great Prophet', playing tricks with the Sen'jin people to predict the future, but do any of them talk about the whispers at the edge of the observable universe? Does anyone talk about the curtain at the end of the starlight, the limits of the material universe, the collisions and cracks beyond the end of order... No! "They know nothing about the real future. Whether it is the Bamosans or the Sen'jin people, their so-called predictions and calculations are nothing more than tricks to capture phantoms in the brief ripples of the flow of time - their methods of observing and interpreting the stars are crude, and only the Supreme Saint has glimpsed the truth that the world is about to fall apart in the light and shadow at the end of the starlight. A voice, a voice whispered to him..."
The interrogator in the shadows knocked lightly on the table. The sound was not loud, but it seemed to make the whole room tremble slightly.
The psychic energy tremors that pierced his soul made the already excited monastic's eyes suddenly widen. He stretched his neck and held up his upper body as if his throat was strangled, and gasped in pain.
The knocking sound calmed down after six seconds of repeated vibrations. The cultist on the chair was soaked in sweat and breathing hard.
"I'm asking you to answer questions, not to preach - I've heard all the derivative versions of your theory countless times."
"I...I understand."
"Very good. Now I fully understand your understanding of 'the world is seriously ill'. Then the next question is, how do you plan to use 'angel catalysts' to penetrate the 'lesions'? Or to put it more bluntly...how do you plan to use these 'matter' to destroy your so-called 'diseased areas of the universe', including 'foreign lands' and 'borders'?"
"The specific technology is still under research... I'm telling the truth! We are still in the early stages of research on angel catalysts," the cultist said hastily. "Many things are still in the theoretical stage, or even exist only in the fragments of knowledge that the Supreme Saint saw during meditation. It will be a long process to sort out these things and transform them into applicable technology..."
"How long has this 'early stage' lasted?"
The cultist obviously hesitated for a moment, but after a moment he gritted his teeth and said, "According to standard Terran time, about seventeen years."
There was a sudden silence inside and outside the interrogation room.
"That is to say, seventeen years ago, you had already begun researching 'Angel Catalyst' - and the essence of Angel Catalyst is the debris left after the Dark Angel fell." After nearly ten seconds, the interrogator's voice was heard again in the interrogation room, "But the Dark Angel Ankaela fell not long ago, and we have sufficient evidence to prove that this is the first angel in history to have 'fallen' - how could your research on angel debris have started more than ten years ago?! Could it be that this research started out of thin air, and you relied on some phantoms seen in the meditation of the so-called Supreme Saint to infer the characteristics of the angel debris out of thin air?"
The cultist tried to adjust his sitting position slightly again. His lips trembled. After a long while, he seemed to force a smile and said, "Yes, Ankaela is indeed the first angel to fall, but have you ever thought that He might not be the first angel to die?"
Yu Sheng, who was sitting behind the observation window, frowned instantly, and Baili Qing next to him directly pressed the intercom button on the console: "What does this mean?"
The cultist in the interrogation room seemed startled and subconsciously looked up at a corner of the roof. Then he heard the interrogator not far away say in an unquestionable tone: "Answer."
The cultist shuddered, and finally continued: "Dark Angels, apart from the common feature of 'invasion', have their own characteristics in other aspects, so it is not surprising to see any kind of Dark Angels - some Dark Angels are in a 'dead' state the moment they enter the real universe, which is also reasonable, isn't it?"
This time, even the interrogator in the room couldn't help but say with astonishment: "You found a dark angel who died of natural causes?!"
"We call him 'Shadowless Skeleton', or simply 'Skeleton'," the cultist said in a low voice, "He is buried in a giant pit called 'Adar Pit' - that pit is clearly visible from space, and there are a lot of strange nameless shadows wandering at the bottom of the pit. 'Skeleton' is located in the central area surrounded by shadows, and that area is called 'Shadowless Zone'...
"The 'skeleton' is in the form of a giant humanoid skeleton with a broken wing bone on its back. It is curled up in a broken crystal base with its hands on its knees. If it stood up, the height of the skeleton would be over 600 meters - it is obviously not a creature that could be born under normal conditions. There are scattered bone fragments and crystal fragments around the skeleton. Both the skeleton itself and the surrounding fragments have extremely high physical strength, and they continue to emit vague whispers to the surroundings.
"It took us a long time to confirm what the 'Shadowless Skeleton' was, until the Supreme Saint received a revelation in meditation, telling us that it was a dark angel who had died when entering the real universe, and that 'remains' were its characteristics."
Baili Qing pressed the intercom button again: "How did you determine that the Dark Angel was dead?"
Her words might sound strange at first. After all, a skeleton buried at the bottom of a pit doesn't sound like a living thing. But people who know the Dark Angels will have no doubts about this question. After all, these "invaders" come in all shapes and sizes. A tree, a statue, or even a planet could be an "angel" invading the real universe. It is definitely not enough to judge their life or death based on their appearance.
"It is in a state of 'dead silence'," the cultist on the chair hesitated for a moment, then answered honestly, "It has no tendency to activate, and it won't move. Apart from the constant lingering whispers, there is no energy release that can indicate 'activity'. And more importantly... as long as they take good protection, mortals can come into contact with it alive, and even collect samples from it, and will not be affected afterwards."
The final reason given by this cultist is simple and plain, but very convincing.
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After all, it is generally acknowledged that it is impossible for a mortal to survive a close encounter with a dark angel. Not to mention close contact, in some cases, if you just glance at that thing from a distance of more than ten kilometers on the battlefield, the probability of death is as high as 30%.
The Priory members in the Adar Pit could even scrape bone powder from the "Shadowless Skeleton" for research.
Typical of "You touched the Dark Angel, and you didn't die, that must be because the Dark Angel is dead."
"So, you found a dead dark angel more than a decade ago, and started your research on 'Angel Catalyst'?" the interrogator in the room continued to ask, "and then what happened?"
"...We found that the 'Angel Catalyst' collected around the 'Shadowless Skeleton' is not active enough." Perhaps because he had answered many questions in a row, the cultist's cooperation became higher and higher. "Those small bone fragments and crystal fragments scattered around the giant skeleton, although they do show a certain 'corrosive' property as the Supreme Saint said, their power is far from enough to have a 'penetrating' effect on the alien world. It's as if... something is missing. We suspect that it's because the 'Shadowless Skeleton' has been dead for too long, and His power has declined."
"So, you've targeted those surviving Dark Angels..." the interrogator said in a low voice, "According to the analysis of the samples collected from the area around your spaceship, you've been lurking in the 'City in the Mist' for at least ten years. In other words... you already knew about Ankaela's existence at that time?"
"……yes."
(End of this chapter)
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