Regarding die-hard individuals like Crimson Hamr, Ma Ran had nothing to say.
With different stances, the better the other side perford, the more they deserved to die.
"Moz, I'll leave this guy to you," Ma Ran said.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Kuang casually threw away the wine bottle in his hand, slowly paced forward, and approached Crimson Hamr.
But his gaze remained fixed on Ma Ran's face: "Rember your promise."
Ma Ran nodded slightly, expressionless.
Moz ca up to Crimson Hamr, activating the Enchantnt ability!
The specific details of the interrogation are omitted.
Initially, Crimson Hamr was tight-lipped, refusing to say a word.
Later, Su Qiangwei's subtle remark, "If you don't speak, your underlings will," successfully broke his defense.
Although Crimson Hamr was very strong-willed, he was, after all, a sentient being with his own weaknesses and vulnerable points in his thinking.
After Su Qiangwei broke through Crimson Hamr's ntal defenses, "Moz" needed only a few words to get so information about the Eternal Civilization from him.
Unfortunately, they still couldn't obtain the most vital information.
Knowing he was dood to die, Crimson Hamr gritted his teeth, unwilling to divulge the most critical intelligence.
Enchantnt is powerful, a skill hailed as divine for intelligence gathering and subversion.
However...
It can only reinforce and permanently alter those whose will is weak and who are willing to surrender, presenting certain limitations.
After the three successful cases of AQ3399, Jin Yina, and Pursuer, there finally appeared a failure in the form of Crimson Hamr.
Even so, one cannot completely deny the strategic value of Enchantnt.
After so more attempts, Crimson Hamr remained silent, refusing to speak again.
He lacked the ability to commit suicide but possessed the courage to face death.
In pursuit of "posthumous fa," Crimson Hamr had already regarded life lightly.
In his eyes, a short life held far less value than "reputation" that could endure in the Eternal Civilization.
Later, Earth extracted much useful information and intelligence from Pursuer's mouth.
"That's it for today."
Ma Ran's gaze fell upon Pursuer. After so contemplation, he said in a somber tone, "Cherish your last day of life."
Pursuer didn't respond.
The originally prepared copied docunts were unreachable for the immobilized Pursuer.
After he handed over all the intelligence and removed the multiple verifications on the four Advanced Disguise Cards regarding retina, brainwaves, etc., making them usable for anyone who got them, he received new privileges.
Now, presented to Pursuer was a tablet storing Simplified Chinese textual information on the Thirteenth Rank of Inner Qi.
Set to auto-flip pages in an infinite loop, the angle was just right for Pursuer to see every character without turning over or needing anyone to assist.
The privilege extended only to this.
rely the information on the Thirteenth Rank of Inner Qi.
Beyond that, there was no additional annotation or interpretation.
Ma Ran, Su Qiangwei, and Zhang Kuang simultaneously left the underground Lead Prison.
President Huang Weiguo stayed a half-hour longer, trying to persuade them to surrender.
Unfortunately, he gained no further results.
With a sigh, he left the place.
The Lead Prison quickly beca noisy.
The veterans of Crimson Guild faced imminent execution the next day, leading many to ntally break down, reacting differently.
"Pursuer, you deserve to die!"
"If I could move now, I'd rush over and bite the flesh off him piece by piece, killing him today!"
"President Crimson Hamr is the only one with real guts! That's how mbers of our guild should be!"
"Alright, shut up! What's the point of praising him now? I'm almost laughing! Do you really think he has a chance to escape? Or are you hoping he'd take you along?"
"Hahaha! Indeed! Crimson Hamr is just an exploiter of us, the foreman. What's there to praise? We worked hard on missions, he does nothing, and still takes most of the profits. You're grateful to him? I'm almost dying from laughter!"
"Crimson Hamr, you bastard! Want to use our lives to build your reputation—did you even ask us?"
"The Soul Emission Device is completely ineffective, aning dying here truly ans death without resurrection!"
"I don't want to die!"
"Low-level civilization native... no! Earthling! I have important intel! Quickly call your leader here!"
"You never even loaded an Earth Language Card. Speaking Eternal Civilization's common language—they won't understand..."
"Damn it! Bla it on that bastard Crimson Hamr for squeezing us too harshly; otherwise, I'd have bought that card!"
So cursed Pursuer, so praised Crimson Hamr's backbone, so wept, others tried to use the worthless intel they knew to barter for survival.
Pursuer was fervently reading every piece of text, completely absorbed, oblivious to what was happening outside.
Even when Crimson Hamr looked at him with contempt and hatred, he remained indifferent, unfazed.
Do humans resent an emotionless stone?
How boring, how pathetic!
Realizing this, Crimson Hamr coldly smiled at the guild mbers cursing him, no longer pretending like usual, exposing his true nature, and said with a face never shown before: "Ah, listened long enough, finally soone guessed it."
"Dying on Earth isn't my top choice."
"But things have co to this, and I have no better options."
"As a failure, taking this chance to gain fa is barely a decent end."
"You unlucky fools, squeezed by , drained, and yet still my livestock."
"Now, as I, your master, am dying, it seems I've fattened you up."
"Before I die, turning you all into pork and dog at hotpot to sell, and buying a nice cetery plot and a coffin, is only logical."
"So..."
"Why get angry?"
"Having the honor to accompany in death is a privilege for fools like you."
At this point, Crimson Hamr paused.
Annoyed by the insults, he shouted: "Shut up, all of you!"
"Do you think I gave those Earthlings intel for no reason?"
"Moz's manipulation skills are strong, yet limited; he can't alter my thinking by force or crush my will."
"Or rather... he could shatter my soul but isn't sure of preserving the crucial mory piece."
"I rely went with the flow!"
"The intel I released was the kind available to ordinary guild mbers like you!"
"My intent was solely to ensure all of you would die! No unexpected outcos!"
With that, Crimson Hamr laughed eerily: "A king's demise must have an entourage in death."
"You are my chosen funeral companions!"
"With so many veterans dying simultaneously, even the Mysterious Research Institute can't keep things under wraps anymore!"
"My steadfast reputation for resisting death will continue to spread!"
"This is my final choice!"
"You garbage, low-tier dregs, eternally enslaved lower ranks—don't drag down!"
With that, Crimson Hamr's eyes glared fiercely, and he bit down hard, shattering a special tooth hidden in his mouth.
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