Lu Yang suddenly grasped Tai Yu's train of thought:
If it was the four-method diagram of "Destruction," "Expulsion," "Prohibition," and "Enslavement" from the Demon Purging Scroll, it could indeed drastically raise the rank of the "War Domain" by one or even several tiers. Expanding its coverage tenfold or eightfold would be no problem.
But the situation now was...
"Officer Tai Yu, you aren't a Great Monarch. There aren't enough people here, either. Besides, there's nothing here that can be enslaved."
At a time like this, Lu Yang had no need to be polite. He said whatever came to mind, and once he started, he could not stop.
"I know your background is extraordinary, your methods are superb, and you have grand ambitions. But at a time like this, the disturbance you've caused is already far too great.
"The level of what you're doing is beyond not only Officer Ping and the other retired veterans—even I can't keep up.
"So, Officer Tai Yu, slow down for a while. At least let people catch their breath."
This was probably the most Lu Yang had spoken since being seized by Tai Yu, and his attitude was quite sincere. At the very least, there was some genuine feeling behind it.
Tai Yu saw no need to answer Lu Yang's advice—or rather, his doubts. He merely said, "The things that can be enslaved are already prepared. You should prepare yourself as well... Don't worry, I'll grant you the right to breathe."
Lu Yang wanted to say more, but Tai Yu had already closed his eyes. The twisted muscles and cracks on his cheeks spasmed even more violently, until great quantities of blood vessels, nerves, and muscle fibers burst apart, then reformed within the blood.
Naturally, this reconstruction was not limited to his face. In the