Whoosh-
Tentacles instantly spread out, coiling around her body once again and suspending her in midair.
"Now, it's time to talk to your people."
Outside Shu Capital.
Inside a tightly sealed building, soldiers armed with loaded weapons guarded both sides of the entrance, with a guard every few paces and a sentry at every turn. In addition, Exorcists patrolled every part of the building with deeply furrowed brows.
"What's the situation? Have you investigated his identity?"
A middle-aged military officer entered the surveillance room with a frown. He raised his head and stared at the "corpse" sitting in the interrogation room, shown on a full three-hundred-and-sixty-degree surveillance feed without a single blind spot.
There really was no other word for him but a corpse.
Aside from the tattered black robe draped over him, the flesh on his body had long since been torn apart. Through the gaps between his exposed ribs, you could even see his shriveled heart, which had long since stopped beating.
Yet eerily enough, he could still move, and streams of incantation light flickered in his eyes.
"We've confirmed his identity. His name is Wang Gui, forty-three years old, a Shu Capital native. He previously worked at a textile factory and had no spouse. His other identity was that of an outer member of the Flesh God Cult. According to our investigation, he was likely a member of the Flesh God Cult branch we destroyed a few days ago. But if everything he's said is true, none of that means anything."
"He appears to have undergone some kind of modification through strange, specialized means. As he said himself, he's now just a puppet without any consciousness of his own. The one communicating with us is someone else controlling him remotely."
The officer frowned. "Can we trace