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Shun walked up to Khazik and began the interrogation in what he thought was a very amiable tone, accompanied by a smile on his face.

"Alright, Mr. Bloodaxe, I think we can talk now."

"For example, where is your tribe's central energy cell? And where are your lamp beasts kept?"

Kha'Zix, his mouth stuffed with vines, whimpered at him, his single eye filled with anger and defiance, shaking his head like a rattle.

"They're not cooperating."

Xiu En sighed.

He glanced at Hal, who was studying some kind of glowing moss on the ground, and realized he couldn't count on him.

So he turned his gaze for help to the sunflower that was most reliable on his shoulder.

"Little Flower, do you have any good ideas?"

"Simple."

Sunflower spoke in a tone as if discussing an experimental plan.

"His body structure is very unique, capable of switching between two completely different life forms. This indicates that his genetic chain or energy core must have some kind of unique switching mechanism. If we cut him open and analyze his nerve bundles and energy pathways at the cellular level, we should be able to find the answer. Don't worry, I will ensure the viability of the sample."

Kha'Zix, who was bound, was so frightened that his pupils dilated and he struggled even more violently.

"stop!"

Xiu En decisively raised his hand, stopping his little flower from having any dangerous thoughts.

"Not suitable for children! Kids shouldn't watch this! We are a legitimate spectrum collection organization, not some dark creature laboratory!"

"Tsk, troublesome."

The sunflower turned its head away disdainfully, but still withdrew its eager vines.

The interrogation has once again reached a stalemate.

Xiu En tried several more times, but neither intimidation nor mental purification seemed to work on him.

Kha'Zix is ​​clearly a tough nut to crack; intimidation and ordinary physical threats have no effect on him, and his mental resistance is also very high, perhaps due to wearing the Indigo Lamp Ring for a long time.

Xiu En felt that using overly drastic methods would pollute his eyes and he simply couldn't bring himself to do it. Moreover, this person actually possessed a great deal of merit, which was also why Xiu En stopped Sunflower.

"This is really tricky..."

Xiu En was somewhat troubled.

He thought dealing with criminals would be easy, but he didn't expect it to be such a tough nut to crack.

"How about we pack him up and hand him over to Bruce? He definitely has a lot of professional ways to make people stay conscious while also wanting to die."

"I think it's a good idea."

Hal, standing nearby, wholeheartedly agreed.

Just as Xiu En was about to pack up this tough nut to take away, his gaze fell on the ground not far away.

He glanced at the spot where the tough guy was occasionally sneaking a glance.

There lay an indigo ring, its luster dimmed from the purification of its energy by divine fire.

A bold idea popped into his head.

"Got it!"

Shuen clapped his hands, picked up the Indigo Lamp Ring from the ground, and then, carrying it, walked up to Kha'Zix, who was still struggling.

"Okay, it seems we can't communicate properly."

Xiu En wore a truly regretful and nasty expression.

"In that case, go back to where you came from."

As he spoke, he held the ring in his hand, preparing to put it back on the Bloodaxe pirate's finger.

"Returning it to its rightful owner, restoring it to factory settings, you're welcome."

"Waaaaahh ...

When I saw that indigo ring!

One second he was a tough guy named Kha'Zix who was determined to die rather than submit, his eyes filled with the idea of ​​"go ahead and kill me if you dare," as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the universe!

In his single eye, a fear that emanated from the depths of his soul erupted!

His whimpering was filled with pleading and terrified cries.

His body trembled so violently that even the vines binding him shook!

Xiu En's hand froze in mid-air.

The regretful, grumpy expression on his face gradually turned into confusion.

Are you really afraid of this?

"Um?"

He tentatively moved the ring forward, bringing it an extra centimeter closer.

"Waaaaaahh ...

Kha'Zix's tears and snot streamed down his face as he desperately tried to pull his head back.

The belt that was gagging him was rubbed off by his violent struggle.

"No! Don't come any closer! Please! Don't make me turn back into that!"

Kha'Zix roared incoherently, speaking with an accent from some remote planet!

"I'll say anything! I'll do anything! Stop making me chant scriptures! Stop making me a vegetarian! Please! I want to eat meat! I want to drink alcohol! I want to kill someone!"

His cries were heartbreaking to hear and brought tears to the eyes of all who heard them.

Xiu En began to think.

Xiu En withdrew the hand holding the ring and covered his forehead.

Fearless of heaven and earth, a space pirate who kills without hesitation.

What he feared was actually wearing the ring and becoming a saint who pitied all living beings?

What on earth is all this?!

But Xiu En still didn't completely believe it.

A tough guy who was yelling about chopping off your head one second, and then crying and begging to be your dog the next second—that's such a fast change, its authenticity is questionable.

What if this is some kind of special interstellar tactic? Like feigning weakness to wait for an opportunity to counterattack or something.

What if this is some kind of special interstellar tactic? Like feigning weakness to wait for an opportunity to counterattack or something.

"Anyone can talk the talk, walk the walk."

Shuen crossed his arms and looked at Kha'Zix on the ground with a suspicious expression.

"Show me a backflip first, and I'll see if you're sincere."

Kha'Zix, bound like a dumpling: "Huh?"

"Forget it, you can't turn it over like this."

Shuen shook his head, then looked at Hal, wanting to give Hal a sense of involvement.

"Hal, do me a favor."

"What now?"

"Use your green light to make an identical ring. It just needs to be fake, as long as it glows."

Hal gave Xiu En a look that said, "Please spare me," for three seconds. "Can't you do this yourself? Why do you make me do it?"

In the end, he reluctantly raised his hand. A green counterfeit ring, identical in appearance, luster, and even the patterns on it, was completed.

"Well done."

Shuen nodded, then took the fake green ring, tossed it in his hand, and walked toward Kha'Zix.

"Come here, Mr. Kha'Zix."

Xiu En shook the fake ring in his hand, a kind smile appearing on his face.

"That was the original version, let's try this limited edition. Maybe it'll taste different?"

"Wow—! It's green! Even the color has changed! Is it upgrading me?! No! I don't want to upgrade!"

The moment Kha'Zix saw the emerald green ring, the tears he had just stopped burst forth again!

His reaction was ten times more intense than when he first saw the real thing!

He let out a howl that was incomprehensible, a lamentation of his tragic fate!

Shuen turned his head and spoke to Hal and Ivy behind him.

"Preliminary assessment: deep PTSD. The presence of ring-shaped objects triggers a stress response. This reaction doesn't seem feigned."

"You're right."

The sunflower nodded its flower head in agreement.

"Okay, okay, I was just kidding."

After confirming that the other party's fear was genuine, Xiu En finally put away the fake green ring.

He looked at the space pirate on the ground, who was crying so hard he was almost dehydrated.

"Little Flower!"

The sunflower understood perfectly.

A vine stretched out.

It deftly picked up the real indigo lamp ring that Shuen had thrown on the ground.

Then, the vine, dangling the indigo ring, began to sway in front of Kha'Zix's one eye.

To the left, sway slightly.

"Ah! (No!)"

To the right, shake it.

"Hey! (Stop)"

Then slowly, get closer to the tip of his nose.

"Waaaaah! (I was wrong! I was really wrong!)"

Kha'Zix twisted his body, trying to avoid the terrifying ring.

Xiu En would occasionally offer off-field guidance such as "Yes, faster!" or "Oh, we almost hit it, what a pity!"

Only after using this extremely inhumane method, until Kha'Zix was foaming at the mouth and had completely lost the will to resist, did Shuen allow Ivy to retract the vines.

"alright."

He resumed his serious expression, as if he were there on official business, and walked up to Kha'Zix.

"I believe your sincerity."

"Now you can speak."

"Say...say what..."

Kha'Zix was breathing heavily, feeling that his pirate career had come to an premature end.

"Everything."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything..."

Under the ring's absolute pressure, Kha'Zix revealed everything he knew.

Based on his rambling, dialect- and coded narration, Shum and Hal finally pieced together the truth about this strange tribe.

The Indigo Tribe, as Carol said, consists entirely of vicious criminals captured from every corner of the universe.

The function of that indigo lamp ring is to use the spectrum of energy of the emotion of compassion to forcibly format their brains, suppressing their original personalities, which were full of violence and sin, to the deepest part of their subconscious.

Then there is the predetermined saintly personality of compassion for all living beings.

"That old monster!"

Kha'Zix's body involuntarily trembled when he mentioned that name.

"That guy named Natmo, the founder of the tribe. Every now and then, he would patrol the tribe with a lantern. Anyone who dared to have even the slightest thought of resistance would be captured by him and thrown into a hellish place called the Fountain of Mercy to be purified again!"

"That feeling is worse than death! You'll see everyone you've ever killed come back to life, crying and shouting in front of you! Over and over again! Until your mind is completely filled with nothing but 'I was wrong, I'm sorry!'"

"And what about your lantern beasts?"

"A lamp beast?"

"We've never seen any Lamp Beasts. Our power comes from the central battery that Natmo and a few elders guard."

"That thing is in a cave in the very center of the tribe called the Land of Sowing Light."

"However, I advise you not to go."

Kha'Zix looked at Shuen.

"That cave is guarded by Natmo and his fellow equally mad elders. Anyone who approaches will be mercifully struck down by their staffs."

"That feeling is unpleasant. I know you are strong, but this is not something you can endure just because you are strong."