Chapter 519: Three Questions
Chapter 519: Three Questions
Upon hearing Lyon's words, the three deceased Purifiers were taken aback. Alger, unconvinced, snatched the nail gun and fired another shot at his feet.
"Pfft!"
This time, with mental preparation, his reaction was much better than before. Before the nail could penetrate the ground, Alger's right foot disintegrated into countless silk threads, firmly entangling the fired nail.
However, instead of joy, Alger's face turned grim as he realized something.
"It's definitely much slower..."
Alger fired the nail gun repeatedly, emptying its magazine. Looking at the two nails caught by the Skin Line and the four nails that missed and penetrated the ground, he couldn't help but turn pale with anger.
"It feels like less than one-eighth of my original speed, maybe even slower. My reaction speed is almost the same as an ordinary person's! Damn it! Why didn't I notice this before?"
"I'm not entirely sure, but I suspect you've been affected by some means, limiting your maximum reaction speed."
Lyon frowned as he looked at the four nails embedded in the ground.
"The more often a Purifier carries and uses high-level Anomalies, the more susceptible they are to Corruption. Their bodies transform towards 'inhuman' strength, but this transformation, regardless of its intensity, is still based on human flesh.
In simpler terms, no matter how high the Corruption Value, we can still feel hot and cold, thirst, hunger, and pain. Our vitality is just far stronger than ordinary people, our reaction speed is faster, our bodies are more robust, our souls are more vigorous, and we can use Anomalies more frequently and for longer durations.
However, these changes are not always apparent in daily life. Having a faster reaction speed than ordinary people doesn't mean we perceive others' actions in slow motion. It's just that when we need to react, we can reach a higher limit."
Lyon paused briefly before pointing at the pedestrians on the street.
"It's like the difference between running and walking. When chased by a wild beast, an ordinary person can sprint a hundred meters in a dozen seconds. But during a leisurely walk, they might take over a minute to cover the same distance because, for walking, this speed is more than sufficient.
It seems that something has been done to lock your 'running' ability. When walking or strolling, you might not notice the difference, but when faced with a charging beast, you'll realize you've lost the ability to run."
So that's how we fell!
After Lyon's test and explanation, the three Purifiers finally understood the origin of the 'Rapid Artillery.' Mona, the female Purifier, exclaimed,
"If that's the case, let's go find the Director! If we tell him the secret, maybe he still has a chance..."
"I'm sorry, but I don't think it's a good idea."
Lyon interrupted before the female Purifier could finish.
"You might have died a bit earlier and missed what happened afterward. Nicole told me that Director Edward's body was blown to pieces, and his soul was forcibly sealed within his shattered flesh. There's no chance for them to turn things around."
"But we can't just..."
"I'm not abandoning them, but I lack the ability to save them."
Lyon shook his head, leaving no room for refusal.
"The more critical the situation, the more cautious we must be in our decisions. The information we have is insufficient. Acting rashly will not only fail to save them but also destroy our last hope and ruin everything.
Mona, I know this may not sound pleasant, but I must say, if your suggestion is based on rational judgment, I will certainly consider it seriously. But if it's just an impulsive decision driven by emotions, then I'm afraid you'll need to calm down first."
"I... I'm sorry... it's just that I was too anxious..."
The female Purifier bit her lip, regaining some composure, and bowed her head slightly. She then asked, "So, what should we do now? Should we investigate the thing that suppressed our reaction speed and help you and Alger break free from its influence?"
"We can look into that, but we should prioritize other matters first."
Lyon shook his head upon hearing this. "Even if we find out how they did it, we might not have the ability to undo it. So, let's focus on more important things first, like the location of the palace and the Atifi 01 core, as well as the current situation of the Royal Family."
"But how do we investigate that?"
The female Purifier couldn't help but ask further.
"The Corlock Kingdom's sector changes are too frequent. The Director and we have been investigating for almost two weeks, but we've only found some insignificant clues. We still have no leads on those two places, and the Royal Family has been keeping a low profile for years, making it impossible to start an investigation."
"Don't worry, I already have a lead."
Lyon took out his ID card, casually twisted it, and tossed it aside. He then extended his hand towards Alger, signaling him to hand over his ID card for destruction, and said, "Once we reach the Embassy District, we'll have a chance to get close to those two locations. As for the Royal Family's situation... Princess Felicia, do you have anything to say?"
Lyon turned to look at the Emerald-Eyed Maiden beside him, who was still pretending to be unconscious. With narrowed eyes, he said, "Princess Felicia, can you tell me why, when you heard about our predicament, the emotion that surged in your heart was not panic but a sense of delight?"
Damn!
Princess Felicia, who was feigning unconsciousness, trembled upon being exposed by Lyon. She had no choice but to open her eyes and speak with a fearful expression, "Because... because you're kidnappers. I've been abducted by you, and when I heard things weren't going well for you, I couldn't help but feel... a little happy..."
"Alright, you pass this test."
Lyon nodded noncommittally upon hearing this. He then twisted and destroyed Alger's ID card, which had been handed to him, and asked calmly, "And for the second question, when we were discussing the method that locked down our reaction speed, I sensed a distinct sense of 'pride' in your soul. How do you plan to explain this?"
"This..."
"If you can't explain it, I'll have to guess on my own."
Princess Felicia's temples were sweating, and her large eyes darted around, never daring to meet Lyon's gaze. Lyon, with an expressionless face, said, "Since you feel 'pride,' it proves that this method is related to you, and it's even possible that you came up with this idea. Princess Felicia, am I right?"
"..."
"If you don't speak up, I'll take it as a confirmation."
After glancing at the Emerald-Eyed Maiden's chaotic soul, Lyon sighed and then frowned, asking, "The third question... aside from you and Prince Andre, are there any other living members of the Corlock Royal Family?"
(End of Chapter)
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