"Evil Spider's Snare! Talk! Who is this Blue-Robed Deacon you mentioned? His name, his location-tell me everything, or else..."
Su Miu used the curse element to interrogate the Black Vatican members, their agonized screams echoing through the factory.
Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue watched coldly, without a shred of sympathy. These scum had unleashed a blood disaster on Bocheng, causing countless Military Mages and Hunter Mages to die in battle.
Had Su Miu not evacuated everyone beforehand, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Naturally, neither of them felt any sympathy.
"I... I don't know! He's our leader! He must know!"
Most members of the Black Vatican were cowards who clung to life. A little torture was all it took to force the information out of them.
Under his special "care," the leader of the Black Robed Clerics nearly suffered a mental breakdown. In the end, he revealed what he knew and, under Su Miu's threats, even contacted that Blue Robe himself.
"Deacon... Deacon, we've captured that Su Miu. Where should we meet?"
The Black Robed Cleric's hands trembled as he tried to arrange a meeting with the Blue-Robed Deacon in a reasonably normal voice.
"Really? Good work. Looks like the target the Grand Deacon picked isn't all that strong. Meet me at the Abandoned Building in the South in two hours."
"Yes, Deacon..."
Once the call ended, the Black Robed Cleric looked at him with trembling hands, swallowed hard, and asked:
"Sir... can you let me go now?"
"Heh... once I capture that Blue Robe, I'll naturally let you go."
That was what he said, of course. But letting the man go himself didn't mean Mu Ningxue and Mo Fan would let him go, nor did it mean his summoned companions would.
"All right, you two head back first. I'll