Chapter 30

So, Qi Xing carefully knocked them all unconscious, tied them up with spells, and set them aside, ready to interrogate them later.

The current scene was just that bizarre.

"Electro-torture isn't very effective on these Voodoo blacks," Qi Xing said first.

"They seem quite adept at enduring physical pain."

After all, these guys were covered in piercings, studs, and sutures; it looked painful just to watch. Qi Xing suspected they were constantly messing around with some BDSM stuff and had gotten used to it—it was actually terrifying.

Consequently, Qi Xing had to crank up the current to ruthlessly torment their nerves, making the pain they endured equivalent to having all the pain receptors in their flesh and skin turned inside out and submerged in sulfuric acid.

Even so, out of the dozen or so people, only three or four young combatants couldn't take the pain and screamed for mercy. This just went to show how wild things got within their organization.

Could it be that the erotic theme this time was just this? If this was just a bunch of perverts wanting to play out their sadomasochistic fantasies, Qi Xing could breathe a sigh of relief.

So, he asked the few captives who were begging for mercy: "What's your background?"

Elaine translated their French into Chinese for him, saying: "They are warriors of the [Black Spartacus]. Undead phantoms, revenants."

"Do you recognize the unconscious [Voodoo Hot Girl] over there?"

"She is one of the esteemed [The Four Titans] of our organization, the [Dark Doll] who reports directly to the leader—but she is merely the weakest of our four titans!"

Really?

Qi Xing sincerely hoped so.

"What are you trying to do by stealing books here?"

"It was a mission personally ordered by the leader. Those tourists and reporters were also arranged to come here in advance."

"How did you get in? The underground treasure vault here should be a top secret."

If one didn't know this vault existed, it would be even more impossible to [infiltrate]. This place was an internal secret, not a public restroom. How did a bunch of foreign Voodoo refugees sniff it out and come running?

"It was a method the leader personally told the [Dark Doll]; we don't know. We were just responsible for the support outside."

"Who is your leader?"

"He is the Black Spartacus."

"His real name?"

"I can't say."

"Where is he?"

"I can't say—if we say it, we'll die."

Damn it, these informants were useless!

Qi Xing was getting angry.

However, these Voodoo combatants, who were being tortured by electricity, were actually quite aggrieved—who could have expected [Rep-Man] to suddenly walk out of the library dragging our Four Heavenly Kings and scatter us in an instant?

If they had known [Rep-Man] was here, they definitely would have tried to convince the leader to change the plan!

After finishing his questions, Qi Xing couldn't think of anything else to ask for the moment. After all, if he really pushed them until they triggered a silencing curse and exploded, that would be a waste of prisoners.

"I remember the [Exorcism Association] should have a way to lift the curse and then interrogate them thoroughly."

After a brief thought, Qi Xing said, "Let's just dump them all on the [Exorcism Association] to handle."

This was his usual habit. Leave professional work to the professionals.

However, Elaine didn't nod in agreement immediately.

She frowned and watched these Voodoo warriors for a moment, then turned her head to look at the frenzied tourists. She then picked out a rather ordinary Italian woman, woke her up, and asked: "Why did you attack us?"

"Huh?"

The woman's eyes were wide and hollow, her gaze listless, her cheeks slack. Her pupils were dilated to the point of almost swallowing her irises, as if she could absorb all light.

"Because…"

A strange smile lifted the corners of her mouth, and she emitted an indistinct, happy murmur,

"He told me to do it."

She was smiling, but her gaze wasn't focused on Elaine; instead, it pierced through her, landing on some place that didn't exist, as if she were staring at the phantom of someone in the distance.

"Who is he?"

Elaine continued to ask softly.

The woman shook her head, a perverted joy and smile appearing on her face: "He is my master!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to be pricked by some invisible electric current, her expression exceptionally liberated and exceptionally satisfied!

Qi Xing and Elaine couldn't help but look at each other.

"I have a bad feeling about this," Qi Xing said first. "This isn't hypnosis again, is it? Can't they come up with something new?"

The little nun shook her head with a frown: "It's not hypnosis. Because she looks, very… very…"

Very satisfied, right? It's okay, there's no need to say the words that can't be said; everyone understands.

Although Elaine had some bad habits, Qi Xing still trusted her professional judgment. If she said it wasn't hypnosis, then Qi Xing believed her.

So it wasn't hypnosis, not direct mental control, but just feeling very satisfied… just because of that?

Just because of feeling satisfied, they would follow the [Master]'s orders to storm the gates of [Castel SantAngelo]? Even if they were struck by lightning, they wouldn't run?

Is that for real?

Elaine reacted quickly and immediately ran to check on the other frenzied tourists who had rushed over, and the results were much the same. The look in their eyes was abnormal, all possessing a strange sense of relaxation. As soon as Elaine asked them about the so-called [Master], the smiles on their faces immediately deepened. It was as if they were recalling the happiest and most joyful moments of their lives.

Qi Xing immediately suspected: "Could they have been drugged?"

In the world of erotic manga, "drugs" and similar plot points are quite common, and they are often the most terrifying, evil, insane, and detestable things to Qi Xing.

What's more terrifying is that it might even be the most realistic and logical explanation. Because to use drugs to turn an innocent girl into a sex slave, you don't need magic or superpowers.

If you don't know the answer, then find the answer. Qi Xing grabbed another pleading Voodoo combatant and asked him: "How did you control these ordinary citizens of [Rome] to storm the castle?"

This Voodoo combatant actually didn't dare to answer.

Pain is just a form of terror. It is neither the whole thing nor the extreme.

Then Qi Xing nodded, electricity dancing in his hand—*snap!*

With a sound, his lightning blade shattered the Voodoo combatant's [private parts], chopped off his hand, burned his eyes, and broke three of his limbs, yet kept him alive and left his legs, throwing him to the side of the road like a maggot.

"Pain can be endured, and death is but a fleeting moment."

Then Qi Xing said to the next combatant,

"But the horror of having one's body permanently destroyed yet being forced to continue living—a healthy person could never understand… Do you want to bet on whether your organization will take good care of such a useless maggot for the rest of his life?"

The second Voodoo combatant immediately lowered his head obediently and knelt down to [Rep-Man].

"How does your leader control these ordinary civilians? Was it with drugs?"

Qi Xing asked again.

He was lucky; this black friend's English was good enough to answer the question, so he confessed honestly: "Not drugs, it's with dick."

"What?"

"Dick. You know, cock, penis, [member], [rod]."

The second Voodoo warrior explained obediently,

"Our great leader possesses a super powerful, huge cock that can make anyone sexually unsatisfied, and it's more addictive than drugs!"

Although he was afraid of [Rep-Man]'s threats, there was even a hint of pride in his tone when he said this.

Qi Xing and Elaine were both stunned.

No way? This… could this kind of thing really happen in reality?

"It's impossible in reality to make someone submit just by using [sex]. No way, right?"

For a moment, even Qi Xing was a bit shocked,

"And—and there were male tourists here too?"

The dozens of civilians who frenziedly attacked Qi Xing weren't just women; there were many men as well!

"That's right." The Voodoo warrior nodded, "Because our great leader, [Black Spartacus], doesn't discriminate by gender—he can [fuck] everyone."

Holy shit, that's intense.

Although Qi Xing had been fighting demons and monsters in this absurd world for ten years, this was the first time he had seen such simple, crude, and perverted power.

On the other side, Elaine's train of thought was even more complex than Qi Xing's.

She had suspected for a while that things in the last few days were quite off.

Why did the news that [Rep-Man] Qi Xing had returned from Japan reach the [Rome] mafia's ears in advance? Qi Xing's itinerary was only known to the high-level officials of the [Exorcism Association].

Why did these foreign Voodoo sorcerers know about the underground treasure vault of [Castel SantAngelo]? The existence of this vault was a secret, let alone allowing the [Voodoo Hot Girl] to infiltrate it directly. The [Exorcism Association]'s security was practically as leaky as a sieve.

Why did [Black Spartacus] specifically send people to steal the ancient book "The Gospel of Serpents" which was about the [silver coin]? This book was only related to the [silver coin], and the vast majority of people in the world didn't even know such a book existed.

Thinking further, wasn't the situation a while ago much the same?

Previously, Professor Vanstra had also bypassed the [Exorcism Association]'s security and stolen the spearhead of the Holy Lance of Longinus. How did the professor know where the spearhead was stored?

(The [Black Spartacus] possesses a [cock] that can make anyone addicted to pleasure… it's exactly the opposite of Professor Vanstra's previous predicament…)

In an instant, Elaine finally understood what was going on.

She finally realized why the Holy See had suddenly come to bother her after the cruise ship incident; why the Holy See suspected her of breaking her oath and wanted to reassign her away from Qi Xing; why the Holy See had nothing better to do than to call Father Amos over for intense questioning.

Because who the Holy See was truly suspecting might not be Elaine.

They were suspecting Father Amos.

They were suspecting—

"Damn it."

Cold sweat began to slide down Elaine's temple,

"Mr. Qi, there might be a traitor in the upper echelons of the [Exorcism Association]."

Qi Xing rubbed his temples: "I get what you mean. I actually sort of guessed it too."

"And this [Black Spartacus] is likely the second [Silver Coin Messenger]."

035: Astounding Wisdom

The term [Black Spartacus] referred to both the Voodoo organization composed of refugees from [Haiti] and their leader.

And this leader possessed the terrifying ability of [a cock that can make anyone addicted to pleasure regardless of gender].

Such a terrifying supernatural power wouldn't appear out of thin air—although this erotic swamp world was extremely absurd, the fact that humanity hadn't gone extinct meant that the laws of power hadn't collapsed yet—so this was likely a fragment of the idiot Creator's authority, an exception outside the laws of the mortal world.

He was likely the second [Silver Coin Messenger].

"I heard [Samael] say," Qi Xing said thoughtfully, "the power of the [silver coin] uses personal desire as the [core] and human collective mythical archetypes as the [manifestation]—is there any god in mythology who can control others by fucking them?"

Elaine immediately looked desperate.

It wasn't because she couldn't think of one, but because there were too many possibilities.

Even if restricted to black, African, Central and South American, and other related factors, there were still many.

It's impossible in reality to make someone submit just by using [sex]—but in myths from all over the world, there were actually many such stories.

"Without more information, it's hard to judge," she could only say. "And there are other problems to solve now."

Because now, the little nun and [Rep-Man] both realized that there was likely a traitor in the high-level ranks of the [Exorcism Association].

"For safety's sake, let me ask one thing first."

Qi Xing frowned,

"Father Amos shouldn't be a traitor, right?"