In fact, ever since Izax came to Hao Ren's house, he had hardly done anything a Demon King was supposed to do. Aside from returning to his hometown once to bring back his brothers, Big Beard's main schedule consisted of eating, sleeping, reading People's Daily, going out to look for work, frightening people while showing the police officers his ID, and more recently, taking his daughter out to collect old appliances while dodging the anti-trafficking officers. He lived more like a retired veteran cadre than a Demon King. But when he brought up using soul extraction for interrogation, that aura belonging to a Demon King still revealed itself.
How could anyone with the courage to talk about something like that as casually as eating and drinking be anything but intimidating?
The first reaction of the pope upon hearing Izax's proposal was to find it novel. Then, as expected, he frowned. Clearly, even though this was not mentioned in the Goddess's doctrine, he instinctively resisted anything resembling soul extraction. It was a normal reaction for an ordinary person. Seeing this, Izax lowered his head and glanced at the inhuman mass of combined creatures in the cage. It was a monster forcibly assembled and bound by heretics using flesh magic. Although it possessed powerful combat ability, it seemed rather unstable. No one knew whether its working time had come to an end or it had been severely injured, but its flesh was now visibly breaking down, rapidly turning into a foul-smelling substance resembling a pool of sludge.
"I suggest you make up your mind quickly. This 'creature' probably won't last more than two hours." Izax shrugged. "Extracting and interrogating a soul isn't some heinous crime. Essentially, it's no different from torturing an ordinary prisoner—except that it prevents the subject from dying during