"Shapeshifting!" Sark cast Shapeshifting on Chen Zhao.
Shapeshifting could be used on oneself or on others.
Shapeshifting on others was very advanced.
Because one's own magic wouldn't resist oneself.
But when used on others, there would be resistance.
Even if one used it on a normal person, there was a high chance of resistance.
As for using it on Chen Zhao …
Chen Zhao's magic resistance had almost broken through the sky.
His current magic resistance wasn't absolutely immune to magic.
Basically, even an advanced spell wouldn't have any effect on him.
Before Sark's magic could land on Chen Zhao, it had already dissipated into nothingness.
Chen Zhao knew what was going on, but Sark didn't.
Although he used Shapeshifting, there was a certain chance of resistance.
But he thought that his Shapeshifting skill was almost perfect.
Chen Zhao's resistance was just a coincidence, a result of luck.
If a regular spiritualist mastered Shapeshifting and cast it on a normal person, there was a 50% chance of resistance.
But if it was Sark, he knew some tricks of Shapeshifting.
Thus, his Shapeshifting had a 90% success rate on normal people.
Just now, Chen Zhao had resisted Shapeshifting because Sark had stepped on his sh * t.
He felt that Chen Zhao wouldn't be so lucky the second time.
If Chen Zhao knew what Sark was thinking, or if Sark himself had studied probability, he definitely wouldn't agree with Sark's opinion.
It was like flipping heads and tails of a coin. In terms of probability, if you flipped heads the first time, it didn't mean that you would flip tails the second time. The probability of flipping heads the second time was still 50%.
"Shapeshifting!"
Chen Zhao still wasn't moved.
"You missed again? Again, Shapeshifting! "
"Shapeshifting!"
"Shapeshifting!"
Suddenly, Chen Zhao stood up and covered Sark's mouth with one hand.
"Shh! Sit down, sit with me for a while, or I'll break your jaw. "
Chen Zhao looked at Sark. "Do you understand me? If you do, I'll let go. "
Sark nodded. But the moment Chen Zhao let go, Sark suddenly pointed at Chen Zhao. "Blind."
Pu —
Chen Zhao punched Sark's stomach.
Sark was already kneeling on the ground, his body spasming slightly.
Then, Chen Zhao looked at Arsenal.
Arsenal was too scared to move.
These two were pure rookies.
This was Chen Zhao's impression of them.
Let's not talk about their strength first.
At the very least, their reactions were too abnormal.
Chen Zhao looked at the two.
"Sit down, or I'll send you to the ward of this hospital."
Both of them sat down obediently.
"Were you sent by Madek Pavich?"
The two of them remained silent.
They seemed to think that this could negate the question.
"Alright, I'll take that as a silent agreement." "Do you know what a police officer's favorite way to interrogate a criminal is?" Chen Zhao asked calmly.
The two still didn't speak, but Chen Zhao chattered on.
"The police's favorite way of interrogation is to face two criminals, because for every question, if one of the criminals answers first, then his punishment will be reduced. In contrast, the second criminal's punishment will be increased accordingly."
Chen Zhao looked at the two magicians who were sitting by his side obediently.
He put his hands on their shoulders.
"So, next time when you answer my question, I hope you can be the first to answer."
Sark and Arsenal lowered their heads, but they secretly exchanged glances.
Clearly, they weren't going to cooperate with Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao suddenly increased the strength of his hands.
He grabbed their collarbones and pulled.
Crack —
With their screams, their collarbones were dislocated at the same time. Their left and right shoulders collapsed at the same time.
"You can refuse, but trust me. I'll make all your bones leave their original positions."
"Other than you, do you have any other companions?" Chen Zhao asked.
Crack —
The two screamed again.
"There are 206 bones in a human body. This means that you can experience 206 dislocations."
Sark and Arsenal's faces paled.
They hadn't experienced much pain.
They didn't know how to face pain.
"I'll ask again. Do you have any other companions?"
"Yes." This time, it was Arsenal who answered.
"Good," Chen Zhao said, satisfied. "This is a good start."
"Arsenal!" Sark screamed even more painfully than before.
This time, Chen Zhao crushed Sark's bones.
Worse punishment!
"How many of you are there?"
"Eighteen." This time, Shaq's team leader replied.
Sark's betrayal was even more justified.
Arsenal was the one who betrayed them first.
They were two immature kids.
This was what Chen Zhao had learned from them.
Basically, in less than ten questions, he had already figured out the color of their underwear today.
"West, come over to my side and bring two people back."
"Didn't you say that you'd let us go if we answered your questions?"
"If you didn't force me to attack, I would've let you go, but you forced me to use violence. You lost your last chance."
From the moment they'd appeared before Chen Zhao, he hadn't planned on letting them go.
Only they'd naively believed Chen Zhao's words.
They'd thought that Chen Zhao had really planned on letting them go.
What a joke. These two were real information.
With West in charge, he would definitely be able to obtain more valuable information.
Why let them go now?
It wouldn't be easy to find someone so easy to deal with.
When they were sent to West's car, they wanted to resist again.
But now, they didn't even have the strength to lift their wands.
Chen Zhao acted as if he'd done something insignificant.
Chen Zhao had also lowered Madaike Pavich's strength.
He'd thought that Madaike Pavich was a person from the supernatural world.
To his disappointment, Madaike Pavich was just a normal person.
His personal development was also combined with Sark's and Arsenal's testimonies. It was obvious that he'd only developed after encountering the people from the Immortal Crown and through their supernatural power.
Every time he encountered a problem he couldn't solve, he'd ask the Immortal Crown for help.
The Immortal Crown clearly relied on Madaike Pavich's funds.
The Immortal Crown had been established after spiritualists who'd been living in seclusion came out.
Their foundation was too shallow. One could even say that they had no foundation at all.
They weren't like those more successful organizations who'd found a suitable direction after adapting for a long time.
Secondly, the Immortal Crown's strength. They actually had about the same number of members as the Supernatural Organization.
But their individual strength was a mystery. Even Chen Zhao couldn't tell what Arsenal and Sark meant by "powerful".
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