[CH399+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 592

His eyes are filled with hope, but his body still trembles with fear.

This man was captured by an unknown rising kingdom in the Dark Continent by a force that easily defeated two of their strongest A-Class hunters and dozens of elite B-Class hunters in seconds.

Now, he's face to face with me, a man who tortured information out of his allies for hours without any remorse.

Even if I freed him from his golden collar, it seems he's still unsure if he's now just being shackled to another tyrant.

All of his thoughts are racing around now, but I can read them as clear as day, like the odd mental block from before is gone.

I completely change my tone, smile, then deactivate my intimidation and gravity magic.

"Very good. Tell me everything you know about the Apex Region and the reason you attacked me, and I'll consider letting you live a free life away from me and the Association if you wish."

His eyes light up, and the words start flowing.

I stand above him and listen with my arms crossed, and every word that comes out of his mouth is followed by plumes of green mist from my lie detector skill telling me it's true.

After about 15 minutes of talking, I send a telepathy wave to Abby, asking her to fully restore him.

Then, I walk to the next cell and do it all over again.

One by one, I use Divine Energy enforced Soul Energy to break the bonds of the Sun God's Curse Mark on every one of the captives.

Two out of the ten resist my attack and grasp onto the Soul Energy that is connected to their being.

It feels very similar to the time when I used my Soul Energy for the first time to extract the Lich King's lingering Orange essence.

Unfortunately, the two that resist my help are burned to a crisp from the inside out due to the violent nature of my Soul Energy's flame aspect.

The eight that let the process transpire form links of loyalty the moment their curses are lifted, and one after another they spill every bit of knowledge about the attack and the association that they can.

Unlike the aftermath of the Lich King's Curse, these men and women aren't in coma-like states.

From what I've gathered after all of their explanations, the curse mark works as a mental collar, making them follow orders no matter what they are, and their minds don't understand that these actions are not their own thoughts.

While they go about the rest of their days and lives normally, once an order is given by the Sun God, they will follow it without question, like it is their own inner thoughts rationalizing them to do so.

The power makes me shiver every time the next hunter explains the same feeling.

Some of them are even breaking down crying and praising me, asking for forgiveness because they themselves didn't understand that it was happening until right now when the veil was lifted.

Even in their shocked state, each of them pieces together valuable information about the day of the attack.

I can visibly see it in my mind after all of the vivid explanations. My teammates listen closely and step in to ask questions too as they're extremely invested in these details.

The night before the attack, a dozen hunters all met inside the same dark room with the oval-shaped table and only one figure sitting behind it.

It was the 2 high-level A-Class fighters and the 10 B-Class Elites here with collars on.