As the orbal energy vanished, the entire floating city completely collapsed. Under everyone's watchful eyes, it fell from the sky and crashed into Lake Valerius below. Many could not help but feel wistful at the sight. After all, this had been the Goddess's 'Treasure of the Sky,' a product of ancient Liberl Civilization. During their exploration of the floating city, they had even discovered that this place was very likely the site of the ancient Liberl Kingdom.
Yet such a city had simply been destroyed completely.
However, Fang Zheng had no time for sentimentality. While everyone watched this relic of an ancient civilization off on its final journey, he had already dragged the battered, pig-faced Weissmann into a sealed prison cell.
Naturally, Rufina was at his side as well.
"Alright, I only have one question for you."
Fang Zheng tossed Weissmann down and spoke.
"Tell me everything about the Alliance Leader."
That was right. The real reason Fang Zheng had spared Weissmann was that he wanted to learn about Ouroboros's Alliance Leader from him. Ratziel could not display any information about the Alliance Leader, which meant this person would not be easy to deal with. But as one of the Apostles of the Serpent beneath the Alliance Leader, Fang Zheng believed Weissmann should know the Alliance Leader's identity quite well.
"The Alliance Leader?"
"That's right. That fat rat lurking in your society's sewers. Name, origin, date of birth, exact address—spill it all!"
As he spoke, Fang Zheng reached out and slapped the desk... Oh, there was no judge's gavel here.
Then slapping the desk would do.
"Heh... hehehe..."
Though his face was bruised and swollen from the beating, Weissmann still wore a cold sneer.
"You understand nothing... You know nothing at all... Very well, then let me tell you the