Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 37 - 22 The Real Target

37: Chapter 22 The Real Target

37 -22 The Real Target

The series of battles at the sewage treatment plant had taken about an hour.

Now at 8:30 in the evening, it was not suitable for middle school students and younger to be out and about alone.

Gongsun Ce rarely felt exhausted, which mainly stemmed from the intense fight he had just had with the masked woman.

Carrying the Biochemical Meat Wall and leaping over half the sewage treatment plant seemed troublesome but was just a matter of exerting more effort.

However, engaging in a battle on par with a martial arts expert was both mentally and physically taxing.

Expert fighters were much scarier than dragon lunatics.

Now, Gongsun Ce’s brain felt as dry as after grappling with a mountain of test papers for a day.

His experience told him that if he didn’t replenish his energy and rest soon, his heart would start to suffer next.

And thanks to someone’s ink painting, his heart was already in a pretty bad shape.

Gongsun Ce pressed his brow and reached out his hand, “Got an energy bar or some compressed biscuits or something?”

An energy bar in white packaging landed in his palm.

“White chocolate flavor, special edition for superpower users.”

The energy bar’s packaging boasted in exaggerated artistic font, “Enough to keep you fighting all day!” Even non-superpower users could tell this was a false advertisement.

The masked woman who handed over the energy bar tore open another and began to crunch it beneath her mask.

Gongsun Ce bit off a big chunk of his energy bar, “Thanks.

But are you really going to stick with eating like that?

It’s got to be all crumbs inside your mask by now.”

“Crunch, crunch.

Unlike someone who got involved in the incident without even changing clothes, I think preserving one’s identity is very important.”

Gongsun Ce didn’t see the point.

Hiding your face, changing your clothes, altering your voice tone – these tricks might have been practical a decade or so ago, but today they could hardly be considered reliable.

The era when not even surveillance cameras were ubiquitous had long passed.

Not to mention the potential existence of some supernatural means, relying solely on technological power, people in this city had countless ways to lock down someone’s real identity.

Hence, Gongsun Ce rarely concealed his own face.

“I’ve lived here longer than you have.

Getting into fights every other day, my personal information has been well grasped by all parties; there’s no need to hide my identity.”

The masked woman tilted back her head, her smooth black hair cascading down like a waterfall.

“The current City of Azure Skies isn’t exactly a den of frequent battles.”

“You’ve seen for yourself what it was like before order was established.”

With that statement, Gongsun Ce concluded the conversation between the two.

Tightly bound by white rope, Takizawa Yoshikazu lay on the grass, his composed facial expression a stark contrast to the grim Alice.

With just one glance, Gongsun Ce could tell that the interrogation wasn’t going well.

“I will speak,” Takizawa was alarmingly calm, “after being questioned by an unknown expert, after my mind is pried open by a Spiritual Image Mage, or after being drugged, I will divulge all the intelligence that I know.”

Alice’s face was stern as stone, “You seem very aware of your situation, not at all like an evil spellcaster.”

“I have not descended into madness.

Tierlos, unfortunately, went mad from the beginning; Capro, dull and stubborn.

Watching him fall further into madness was a powerless sight.

Unlike them, I am fully aware of what I am doing, my actions are taken by my own will.” Takizawa even began to smile, “I wish to summon gods, almighty gods, to bring eternity back to a broken world. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

For this, I am willing to pay everything, everything.”

Alice raised a short arrow, pressing its tip against the man’s throat, “A man who calls the Dragon Disaster a god intends to claim he’s sane?

In my eyes, you’re all just madmen attempting to destroy this city.”

Takizawa Yoshikazu was neither angry nor panicked.

He just silently sighed, like a person who already knew the end result, watching his own defeat from the center of the stage.

“You know nothing, nor do you wish to.

Even if I speak the truth, you won’t understand; you’ll only go mad.

You are a Brahma Mage, your Divine Communication won’t work in interrogation.

I will tell you nothing.

If you wish to kill me, then go ahead, stab me.”

“…”

Alice Adar remained silent, and from a distance, Gongsun Ce couldn’t see her face but felt as though the Hunter was observing the giant dragon worshipper’s expression, looking for any suspicious sign.

Alice stepped back, appearing to abandon the interrogation of Takizawa, but then suddenly she threw her weapon!

The demon-slaying arrow flew from her hand, heading straight for Takizawa’s heart—

Right before it could touch the man, it stopped in mid-air.

“Let’s not kill people, Miss Alice,” Gongsun Ce’s voice came from behind her.

“…We can let someone as ignorant as Capro go, but not this one,” Alice spoke with an extra chill in her words, “He’s gone too far in his delusions, in the power given by the Evil Dragon.

He won’t pollute the city through his actions as Tierlos or Capro might, but once he starts to speak what he believes to be the truth, even our hearts could be at risk of corruption.”

Gongsun Ce pondered for a moment, “I believe he still possesses significant rationality and commonsense – you should have seen how terrified he was when he first saw the Biochemical Meat Wall like a child.”

“What’s common sense got to do with anything?

Even I was freaked out, okay!

Whoever decided to take something more disgusting than a B-grade horror movie villain and actually use it in production, there’s something seriously wrong with you guys!!”