One-Eyed Monster
Chapter 913 - 911: Disperse
Igor's persuasion gradually caused these dead souls to waver from their previously firm beliefs.
They never expected that they had been imprisoned all along!
This was indeed an unexpected revelation. Upon closer examination, it seemed to be true. If there was someone from the Sol Family who had not entered the Eternal Tranquility Realm, they couldn't escape from the Insect Worm, even if the Insect Worm died, they couldn't get out.
Moreover, they were told that if they attempted to leave the Insect Worm on their own, they would be struck by thunder, a pain they couldn't endure, and even though they had endless time, the lightning strikes would continually haunt them. At that time, they would feel that people in this world were luckier than them because at least those people could enter the Eternal Tranquility Realm, whereas they had to suffer this endless torment.
However, with this discovery, the legendary heavenly tribulation did not arrive; they were not struck by thunder... At this moment, although they were not free, they had already broken away from the Insect Worm itself. By rights, they should have been punished...
Could it be that because they didn't voluntarily leave these Insect Worms, they weren't attacked? But no one mentioned whether they left voluntarily...
Could it be that they were really deceived?
Although this was the last thing they wanted to believe, it had come to the point where they had no choice but to believe it, as there were no other reasons for them to consider.
"We don't believe it; look, haven't we already come out of the Insect Worm? Doesn't this prove that we are free?" These dead souls were still stubborn and unwilling to admit they were deceived.
"I know it's hard for you to accept such a shameless scam, but that's the reality. Whether you believe it is up to you."
Too much explanation would be counterproductive. Igor chose not to elaborate further. Excessive explanation would only backfire; maintaining this air of mystery would hasten the opponent's psychological breakdown.
Just as Igor had anticipated, these dead souls remained stubborn for a while before conceding. The fear that sprouted within them was gradually replaced by another emotion: resentment, an endless resentment towards those who deceived them, and also a form of self-denial.
To not see through something so simple was indeed damaging to their image, and to be deceived so badly was simply outrageous.
At this moment, Igor remained silent, knowing that he didn't need to speak. The emotions being stirred would compel these spirits to disclose many things they were initially unwilling to say.
Because when emotions are suppressed, they inevitably find expression...
As Igor predicted, these dead souls were quite forthcoming and soon began chattering.
"Why did this happen?"
This was the most basic opening line, as well as the most commonly used complaint expression.
Upon hearing this, Igor secretly smiled to himself; everything was going according to his plan. It felt great.
"Could it really be that we were deceived..."
Complaints had opened the floodgates, and Igor had long known these spirits to be chatterboxes, so he naturally took the role of a bystander.
But others had not experienced this before. Hearing the spirits chatter so much naturally made them feel that things were complicated, but they also discovered many curious things.
They were not simple-minded individuals; they had a natural capacity for associative thinking regarding some matters, so they gradually began to grasp some of the general truths.
Thus, whether it was Perkins or Rostov, they looked at Igor with astonished eyes. However, Igor didn't notice this, continuing to play the role of a bystander.
The spirits spent some time complaining, and during the complaining, they naturally revealed much information useful to Igor and his group.
These individuals had been waiting for this moment, expending such effort to gather information and uncover who the mastermind was.
The information revealed by the dead souls was quite rich, leaving many with mouths agape in disbelief at the complexity of matters, and the realization that many things were intricately interconnected...
After the dead souls finished complaining, the scene fell into a deathly silence, some digesting what they had heard, others reflecting on the unpredictability of life, some worrying about the future, while others considered their next moves...
This sudden silence added tension to the scene, for it gave everyone a bad premonition.
Once again, it was Igor who broke the silence. This young man, aspiring to become an adventurer, had taken the first step in his life.
"Done complaining?"
"Uh..."
It wasn't just the dead souls; others were surprised at how calm Igor was. Had he already prepared to face the coming events?
If that were truly the case, everyone was very interested in how Igor would manage these dead souls in the future.
Everyone thought that with such a resource at hand, it would certainly be well-utilized. After all, Stan Sol had spent great effort to bring them out, and, given their unique nature, they could surely play an important role in the future.
This was a normal person's line of thought... but Igor's behavior often differed greatly from normal thinking, as Stan Sol had already experienced.
So, how exactly Igor would handle these dead souls, Stan Sol already had an answer in his mind. He felt sure that Igor would act in that manner.
If Igor acted otherwise, Stan Sol would actually find it abnormal; such was a form of tacit understanding formed between them at Guru Mountain.
"If you're done complaining, then disperse. Go back home, find your families," Igor said, clearly not wanting to keep these dead souls around.
This decision took Governor Rostov by surprise, but since it was Igor's decision, he couldn't change it. He could only watch to see what Igor intended with this decision. Was this young man using such a method to win over the dead souls? This approach seemed too naive...
"You're just going to let us go like that?"
"Yes, and what else if you don't leave? I'm not the one who awakened you. Maybe you're just mischievous souls who eventually forget their past..." Igor spoke straightforwardly. He felt he had obtained the necessary information, and that was enough. Everything else was not important anymore.
"Are you sure you won't detain us again?" The dead souls were still worried, fearing that Igor might go back on his word.
"I won't. Don't worry; we're not enemies."