The factory was quiet at night. Unhurried footsteps echoed through it, carrying an eerie, unsettling air that stirred instinctive dread, like a devil's whisper.
And in the eyes of the two Gray-robed Cultists, Mo Xie, slowly approaching them, was the devil himself!
They had thought their deacon was the most terrifying person of all. Only now did they realize that this seemingly harmless college student was even more frightening than their superior!
Seconds ticked by until Mo Xie finally reached the space between them.
"Let me think. Which one should I start with?"
He rubbed his chin, looking genuinely thoughtful. Then, as though struck by inspiration, he struck his left palm with his right fist and pointed at Hui Er on his left.
"All right, it's decided. I'll start with you."
As Mo Xie approached with a beaming smile, cold sweat instantly broke out across Hui Er's back, as though the king of hell had called his name.
"Please, spare me. I had no choice, really..."
If not for the Giant Shadow Nail binding him, Hui Er would have dropped to his knees before Mo Xie, begging him to spare his worthless life.
Six elements. He really had six elements. Their target possessed magic from six whole elements!
Was this... supposed to challenge everything he knew, or shatter his entire worldview?
How could an Intermediate Mage possibly possess six elements of magic?
"Relax. All you have to do is answer one question, and I'll let you go."
Mo Xie smiled and patted Hui Er's shoulder, speaking casually.
"Really?"
Hui Er asked uncertainly. Mainly, Mo Xie's demeanor was so deceptive that he couldn't help wanting to believe him.
"Of course. My question is... what's 1,000 minus seven?"
"1,000 minus seven..."
Hui Er froze, momentarily puzzled by the strange arithmetic question. Just