"Finally you're willing to do it?" Looking at the nails scattered all over the corridor and the back of Leon's hand that was bleeding, more than a dozen scarred directors couldn't help but pull their mouth corners together, revealing a rather strange smile. "It seems that unlike the ability to explore the soul, if you want to launch this invisible attack or defense, you have to pay a price, and this price is your skin, right?" Lyon glanced at him and still didn't say anything, while the scarred director continued to talk to himself: "After Ryan's bloody night, I went to Ryan's manor to investigate, and even when you were unconscious, I took a look at your injuries from a distance. Except for those who committed suicide inexplicably, the cause of death of many corpses was that some invisible force destroyed their vital parts, and you who were unconscious at the entrance of the manor, a lot of skin on your body disappeared... This situation is basically consistent with my inference." Looking at Leon who was calm in the distance, more than a dozen scarred directors shook their heads, and then while replenishing the nails of their guns, they said slowly: "Just It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not. The "rules of use" of the offensive anomaly in your hand have been basically exposed after Ryan's family used it. The person who gave me this ability once said that in the battle between anomalies, the importance of intelligence and ideas is sometimes even higher than the power itself. No matter how powerful the ability is, as long as the intelligence is known, there will be a way to restrain it. Coincidentally, your type with long range, high burst, but high cost is perfectly restrained by my ability. I don't even need to do too much. As long as I keep forcing you to use your ability, you will directly "kill" yourself. Am I right? "
"..." Looking at the scarred burly man in front of him who seemed to be mocking him face to face but was actually constantly testing him with words, Leon pondered for a while, and then silently released the horns of the black goat with his other hand. The ability of [War Horn] can only work on things with souls, but the dozen scarred burly men in front of him are all empty shells, naturally immune to the "provocation" of the black goat. What's even more annoying is that the opponent's body is not in the dungeon, and she can't leave the dungeon. The power of the [Holy Spirit Pendant] can't be sent out, and she can't directly kill his body. The other abnormal objects are also useless. So the current situation is indeed as the other party said, she is basically "dying", and can only be forced to use the [Holy Spirit Pendant] to block the gun, consuming her flesh and blood and physical strength bit by bit... "Leon! Go to the interrogation room first and hide!" Although she couldn't understand the "unscientific" fighting method of the two, seeing that Leon didn't refute, the female police officer vaguely understood that the scarred chief might be right. If it drags on like this, Leon might be exhausted to death. Seeing that the scarred strong men at the other end of the corridor had replenished the nails and started to replace the gas tanks, and seeing that a new round of shooting was about to start, she couldn't help but said anxiously: "Let's go! As long as we block the door, if he can't tear down the wall, at most one or two can come in at a time, at least we can delay it for a while!" "..." Wait? Can't tear down the wall? Lyon was slightly startled when he heard this, and then immediately activated the Holy Spirit Pendant, exchanged a small piece of skin again, and killed all the scarred strong men at the other end of the corridor, then turned his head and asked: "Do you have that kind of powerful explosives in your secret investigation bureau?" "Ah? Yes! Every time we arrest the rebels, we basically confiscate some and then destroy them regularly. The latest batch should not have been sent away yet..." That means we have it! After pushing the bodies of the scarred strong men to the ground and blocking the entrance to the stairwell, Lyon finally showed a little smile on his face. Judging from the dozen or so empty shells, the "abnormality" of the scarred strong men should have a similar ability to replicate in batches. Moreover, the guns in the hands of the dozen or so replicas are exactly the same in shape and wear, so it should not be limited to living things, but even dead things can be replicated. So, since he can replicate guns, why not directly replicate explosives? If he really wanted to kill himself, it would be more convenient and effective to throw explosives directly into the dungeon than to shoot with a gun bit by bit. However, he chose the long way around and would rather spend a lot of effort to make a dozen empty shells with guns than to throw a bunch of duplicate explosives into the dungeon.
Excluding the fact that he was a fool and never thought that he could do this, the biggest possibility was to reduce the damage and worry that throwing too many explosives would destroy the dungeon! And what the enemy least wanted to happen was what he should do most now! … Relying on the "reminder" of the female police officer, after vaguely finding a possible way to break the situation, Leon pulled her back to a corner, then took a deep breath and tightly grasped the Holy Spirit Pendant on his chest... "Boom!" A violent collision sounded, and the wall closest to the two was completely destroyed and turned into a large number of broken bricks and stones. And this was just the beginning. Under Leon's "deal" at all costs, the invisible hammer formed by the Holy Spirit Pendant, like a heavy truck running at high speed, rolled over everything that could be destroyed in the dungeon. Accompanied by deafening roars, not only the previous interrogation room, but also more than a dozen cells used to temporarily detain prisoners were demolished one after another by the heavy hammer condensed by the Holy Spirit Pendant. The entire dungeon was covered with dust and broken bricks, and the originally narrow corridor became empty in an instant. As if they had noticed something unusual below, the empty bodies blocking the stairwell were blown away in an explosion, as if someone was trying to use explosives to clear the way. But before the new scarred men rushed in, the last few walls in the dungeon had been demolished, and even two of the load-bearing pillars were broken. The southwest corner where the sundries and tools were stored even collapsed completely... "Ah! Why is the wall gone!" "What's going on?!" "It's going to collapse! Run!!!" At the moment when a corner of the dungeon collapsed, something was finally broken, and the souls that originally existed only in the soul's vision finally reappeared in front of Leon and the others. Sure enough, I guessed right at the beginning. As long as the dungeon was demolished, I could probably get out! Looking at the scarred men who suddenly disappeared at the other end of the corridor, Leon couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and then used the witch's broom to stir up a gust of wind, which swept the flying dust in the dungeon toward the stairwell, and by the way, all the panicked secret police and prisoners were overturned! "Take them there!" Pointing to the few load-bearing columns that he had not dismantled, and asking the female police officer to take everyone in the dungeon there, Leon grabbed the Holy Spirit Pendant and ran towards the stairwell. As expected, after most of the dungeon was demolished, the stairwell that was originally "infinitely looping" became normal again. After climbing up the stairwell, what appeared was not another collapsed dungeon, but the empty first-floor lobby of the Secret Investigation Bureau. Is it the same as the previous dungeon? Looking at the empty first-floor lobby, Leon couldn't help but frowned. When he was about to try to go up, he suddenly heard a warning from the black goat. "Be careful!" After receiving the warning, Leon's expression was stern, and he immediately activated the Holy Spirit Pendant, condensing a solid invisible wall around him. The next moment, more than fifty nails hit it densely, and then were bounced off one after another by the power of the pendant. In the empty hall just now, scarred strong men with guns suddenly appeared one after another. These fierce "clones" not only shot from a distance, but some even threw away their guns and jumped up directly, charging towards Leon standing in the stairwell... Is that all? Looking at the scarred strong men rushing towards him but being stopped by the Holy Spirit Pendant one meter away, Leon couldn't help but shook his head slightly. He didn't continue to entangle with them, but went upstairs directly. In addition to being very concealed, even the soul vision could not find any abnormalities, the opponent's ability can hardly provide any direct combat power, no wonder he was sent to be an undercover.
The real difficulty has never been these "dummy" and guns he copied, but the strange ability that connects the stairs up and down together, making it impossible for him to leave. It's just that the ability seems to be unable to exist alone. When the carrier is destroyed, the strange sense of distortion will disappear directly. So even if the first and second floors were "distorted" once more, it didn't matter. At most, he would just tear down the building once more. After basically understanding the effect of the other party's ability, he could no longer trap himself. And it was obvious that Leon was not the only one who knew this. When Leon opened the "shield" and headed upstairs under the shooting of dozens of guns, the scarred strong men showed despair on their faces, and then put down their guns one after another, disappearing one after another. When Leon climbed to the fifth floor and walked out of the stairwell, the surroundings had returned to normal, and it had become the noisy secret investigation bureau again. In the large conference room on the left side of the fifth floor, several secret police seemed to be having a meeting, and fierce arguments could be heard from time to time. On the right side was a semi-open office area. Two staff members pushed a cart with difficulty, carrying a pile of files and shuttling back and forth beside the tables, distributing documents with sweat on their heads. Further in, it was the office that the female police officer had taken him to visit. The sign on the door that read "Director's Office" was still the same, and even the person inside was still the same person. The only difference was that the soul flame that was once full of hostility and murderous intent had now turned into a desperate and calm appearance, quietly waiting for his arrival. … Give up? Looking at the appearance of the soul flame, he did not find the madness of dying together, but only saw regret, unwillingness, and a little relief. Then, Leon couldn't help but frowned slightly, and then walked over and opened the door. "Congratulations, you win." Looking at Leon who pushed the door open, the scarred man actually smiled, and then calmly invited: "Would you like to talk to me? Before I die, I still have a lot of questions to ask you, and I'm sure you should too, but please slow down your speech a little, after all, your ability is too terrible, and I don't want to betray my companions. If you suddenly ask a question that I can't answer, I will commit suicide immediately, and our conversation will end, is that okay?" "..." After looking at the state of the other party's soul and finding that he seemed to have a way to commit suicide immediately, Leon did not rush to control him, but nodded and said: "Okay, then one question each, but I have to ask first." "Okay." "That space-distorting ability should not be yours, so you must have other accomplices, so my question is, when he and the bandaged woman escaped, how much information about me did they take away?" "..." Are you sure this is "one" question?
After listening to Leon's first question, the scarred man said speechlessly: "Don't think I don't know that you can spy on the state of other people's souls and get answers through their reactions, so the beginning of your sentence seems to be a statement, but in fact you are secretly asking questions! You first asked if the distortion ability was mine, then confirmed if I had any accomplices, then asked if they escaped together, and whether they took any information when they escaped, and finally how much information about you they took away. In this sentence, you asked me more than five questions! This is unfair!"
"If you think it's unfair, you can choose not to answer." "..." If I don't answer, won't I lose? Looking at Leon, who was expressionless in front of him, the scarred director couldn't help but sigh in annoyance. If I die right now, I will get nothing. But after answering his question, I can ask another one. So I either exchange one question for five, or I will get four questions for free. It is definitely more cost-effective to exchange one for five. "They didn't take much. They just have some guesses about your abilities and some basic information that the bureau can find. After that, there is nothing else. They took away other intelligence this time. The information about you is just incidental." After answering Leon's question, the scarred director took a deep breath and asked: "My first question is, where did you clean up the upstairs of the bureau..." "Don't ask." After interrupting his question, Leon reached out and grabbed the Holy Spirit Pendant, staring at him and said: "Sorry, I won't answer any of your questions. If you want to commit suicide, you can do it." "Ah?" The scarred man opened his mouth in astonishment. His face was angry, confused, and confused. Several emotions changed quickly, and finally turned into confusion. "Are you going to cheat? But you can see through other people's souls, so you are definitely taking advantage of the exchange! And I am ready to commit suicide, so even if I know the information, I can't bring it back, why are you still doing this?" "I can tell you this." Leon thought for a while and replied: "A senior who helped me a lot told me that no matter how much advantage it seems, don't easily exchange information with an enemy who can threaten you, unless he is already dead, and you are just preparing to commit suicide, not really committing suicide. What's more, I don't know what the abilities of your accomplices are. What if their abilities are very special and they can get information from the dead? So I won't tell you anything until you really die." "..." "By the way, I have answered a question for you, right? Then according to our agreement, can I ask it again?" "..." Ask your mother! I'm going to die soon! Protruding!