My health recovery is incredibly fast.

Where do the passing years go?

"Only you, Vasaksat."

"And who can explain the growth of all things?"

"Only you, Vasaksat."

The Tower scholars conducted an in-depth analysis of this hymn and concluded that:

Valaksaart should be a powerful Otherworldly being specializing in the three major areas of [immortality], [time], and [growth].

Its core area should be [time].

As time goes by, all things grow; if time stands still, all things live forever; if time goes backward, we can make up for the shortcomings of the past.

The hymns praising Vasaksat are essentially a promise to all members of the Church of the Otherworld—any member who contributes to the Otherworldly cause will be rewarded, and even if someone sacrifices themselves, Vasaksat can use his abilities related to [time] to revive them and bestow upon them corresponding glory.

The principle behind this is the same as that of XJ brainwashing.

The difference is that in the past, the Temple was able to use its power to arrest the leaders of the XJ and shatter the foundation of the believers' faith. But this time, the Temple could not persuade any of the high-ranking members of the Otherworld Church to surrender without defeating Vasaksat.

Rexol knew his attempts to persuade him to surrender were largely ineffective, but he was not going to give up.

He communicated with Selena using telepathy to confirm that Nukalofa's mental energy was still below the warning threshold.

Then, he spoke with Kadum for a few more minutes, and the other man assured him that no member of the Church of the Otherworldly could contact other Otherworldly beings with only half a brain.

All external factors in the entire persuasion effort were eliminated.

There was only one thing Rexall needed to pay attention to: the brain tissue had less than 3 hours to survive.

"Do you know, Nukalofa?"

Rexol relaxed, propped his feet up on the table, and lounged in his chair, speaking in a casual tone as if chatting with a friend:

"The Temple's research on your church's energy center has been progressing very well recently. The Tower scholars are about to create a replica, hmm~ I estimate it will be within two or three months."

Rexor shook his head with a hint of pride. "We have to thank the generous Sodike Blackflag for this. If it weren't for this fully-formed aberration causing so much chaos in the Temple Territory, such a large number of talented individuals wouldn't have emerged here."

Upon hearing the name "Sodike Black Flag," the death row inmate's facial muscles twitched slightly, though the twitch was small, it was still noticed by Rexor.

Selena telepathically spoke to the bald man, "Removing the false personality isn't all bad, Leto. Without the false personality as a disguise, Nuk'alofa's mind is noticeably more active. Just now, his mental energy power increased to 16 points. Let's continue talking to him about Sodike Black Flag; this guy isn't as calm as he appears."

Rexor nodded toward Selena's location.

"Knock knock." Rexol tapped the table.

"Let me tell you about the contributions that Sodike Black Flag has made to the Temple."

Rexor stood up and paced around the table with his hands behind his back.

"The alchemical school has produced many wonderful inventions in recent years..."

With a slightly smug smile, Rexol kept whispering in the death row inmate's ear.

Xia Zuo turned his head to look at the alchemical instrument in Selena's hand.

The hands on the dial are moving, 13, 14, 15, 16, the reading will soon reach 17 o'clock.

Looking at the death row inmate, it was clear that his composure was feigned.

The higher the reading of the mental energy, the more intense Nukalofa's mental activity. However, it is uncertain how many points are needed for him to speak, as everyone's mental threshold is different.

If someone is quite tolerant, it's entirely possible for them to remain silent even when the reading reaches 30 or higher.

Rexol went on and on for more than two hours.

Nukalofa's mental energy reading reached 28 points, and his proud head lowered as he stared blankly at the table in front of him.

With less than 50 minutes remaining and Nukalofa still silent, Rexor unleashed his planned trump card.

"Oops, I forgot to tell you."

Rexol clapped his hands in Nukalofa's ear.

"Sodike Blackflame's greatest contribution was providing the Temple with a pure-blood mage."

Rexor reached out and placed his hand on the condemned man's shoulder, patting him hard twice.

In that very second, my psychological energy reading jumped to 37 points!

"This pureblood mage, I think you know who he is, Nukalofa, haha, you should be very familiar with him. He was once captured by you and taken to the church headquarters for research. But none of the church's high-ranking officials, including you, expected that Ufaris, who captured him, would be one of our people, right?"

Rexol clenched his right fist and pounded his left chest.

"A tribute to the heroic sacrifice of 'Lone Peak of Tambus.' He successfully completed the task entrusted to him by the Temple. After the pure-blood mage was captured and brought to the Church, 'Lone Peak' managed to save him from dissection and research. This enabled the pure-blood mage to successfully steal the internal structure of the energy core."

"When you presided over the ceremony and forced the demons to worship the blood vessels, it was he who, with his blood magic puppet, obtained crucial intelligence for the temple."

Nukalofa's mental energy reading reached 45 points, and his inner emotions were in a state of intense fluctuation.

He finally spoke.

The death row inmate gritted his teeth and said:

"Damn Xia Zuo, I should have crushed him and extracted his blood long ago."

Uh…

Xia Zuo stood outside the glass wall, awkwardly touching the bridge of his nose.

This is truly a huge misunderstanding...

A month ago, the Temple declassified the top-secret mission of the pure-blood mage Callus, and all Temple members with a top-secret level or higher now know the entire mission process.

Many years ago, after being captured by Rexor, Kallers was imprisoned in a cage and never had contact with outsiders. Only Rexor knew that he was a pure-blooded mage.

It wasn't until Shazo himself arrived on the Eastern Continent that Calles was allowed to carry out a top-secret mission.

At Rexor's request, Callus created three blood magic clones that resembled Shazor and controlled them to live around Poseidon City, where Shazor was located.

Upharis abducted one of the blood magic clones, the same one that Shazo encountered at the church headquarters.

When this blood magic clone encountered Shazo, it had already removed its disguise and revealed its true form as Kales. However, before that, it had been using Shazo's appearance and identity.

So the current misunderstanding arose... Nukalofa believed that a pure-blooded mage named Shazo had infiltrated the church headquarters, but it wasn't Shazo, but Karles.

Rexol was well aware of the intricate details of these events.

He silently reminded himself not to let anything slip, carefully considered his words, then burst into laughter and said:

“Look, Nukalofa, that pure-blood mage joined the temple with a completely new identity. With the support of the pure-blood mage camp, he has preserved his body intact, without losing even a trace of bloodline or a single physiological tissue.”

Rexor gently patted the death row inmate on the shoulder. "You can enjoy the same treatment, provided you cooperate."

"Hmph." Nukalofa snorted angrily, "You think I'd surrender? Dream on, Letso."

"There are 30 minutes left," Selena telepathically reminded the bald man.

“Well, well,” Rexol sighed. “Stubborn old man.”

The bald man sat back in his chair and took out an hourglass with a 30-minute countdown, placing it on the table.

He pointed to the slowly sliding sand and said:

“Your life is about to end, Nukalofa, that’s all you have left. After the sand runs out, you will die of brain death. Given your lack of cooperation, we will not provide any assistance to prolong your life.”

The death row inmate's face was grim.

"Your mental energy reading has surpassed 50 points," Selena reminded her again, "Give it your all."

“We’ve been fighting each other for thousands of years.” Rexol changed the subject, softening his tone. “Putting aside your affiliation with the Church of the Otherworlders, of all the people I know, I admire your alchemy the most. If you hadn’t been seduced by the Otherworlders, you wouldn’t have slid into the abyss of corruption. If only you hadn’t fallen. Perhaps you would have a place in the Temple’s alchemy school.”

"Speak, what are your last wishes?" Rexol shrugged. "If you still respect your life, you'd better say something, after all, death only comes once."

"Bring Xia Zuo to me!"

Nukalofa growled angrily and struggled violently!

"That damned bastard actually possesses the bizarre [Blood Curse]!"

"Bastard! Beast!"

"He caused me to be stripped of my deacon status, and all my subordinates were sent to the dark room as nourishment!"

I want him to face my rage!

"I should have dissected him a long time ago!"

"I'm speechless..." Xia Zuo was speechless and shook his head.

Rexol tapped the table. "Quiet, Nukalofa. I can tell you hate him."

Rexor leaned forward, staring into the death row inmate's eyes. "You'll have to produce some information before I bring Shazo here. Otherwise, I can't convince an innocent member of the Temple to endure your insults, can I?"

“Okay.” Nukalofa took a deep breath. “Bring Shazo here and let me vent my anger on him. In return, I will tell you the clues about Sodike Black Flag. As for whether you can find him or not, that’s none of my business.”

“Wait here, I’ll be right back.” Rexol stepped out from behind the glass wall.

Separated by a wall are two worlds, with no interference between the inside and outside. The enchanted glass wall makes it impossible for people on the inside to perceive what is happening outside.

Even after Rexor left, the death row inmate remained furious, and the alchemical instruments showed that Nukalofa's mental energy had not decreased and his mental activity was intense.

But... Rexol's intuition told him that something was amiss.

“Why does Nukalofa insist on seeing ‘Shazo’?” Rexormoso, the bald man, asked his companions.

Several people looked at each other.

Xia Zuo responded with an awkward smile, "I don't know either..."

“No, no, no.” Rexol waved his hand at Shazo. “You weren’t captured. It was Karles’s blood magic clone that was captured. So the ‘Shazo’ that Nukalofa was talking about isn’t you, but a blood magic clone that’s impersonating you, or more accurately, Karles.”

“Oh yeah…” Xia Zuo scratched his head.

Chapter 102 Spell

The unfortunate Caslers, who had just been separated from Sodike Blackflame and captured by Rexor, was currently undergoing alchemical modifications in a bio-alchemy lab of the Alchemy School.

Two weeks ago, when the major investigation had temporarily come to an end, Rexol chaired a meeting of the two halls to discuss how to deal with Calles.

At the meeting, Xia Zuo, quite unusually, took the stage to speak on behalf of the pure-blood mage faction.

He knew that the tyranny of the majority was like a raging flood, and that greedy people were like hungry piranhas that would go mad at the smell of fish. Once they showed weakness, those who coveted the pure-blooded mage bloodline would seize the opportunity and ruthlessly and resolutely pounce on them to get a share of the spoils.