"Thank you, Lord Cruel. Without you, my children truly wouldn't know what to do..." the Gestating Demon bowed to the Faceless Demon and slowly retreated.
Cruel watched the Gestating Demon's retreating back, his expression somber.
"Little Imps, Matilda, take some people and investigate who is disrupting our plans. If it's from the Hunter Association, do not act rashly. If it's someone else... make them pay!"
"As you command, my lord."
Little Imp Matilda, with her black and red hair, backed out and began to rally her subordinates to search for the traces of the person sabotaging their plans.
Cruel sat back in his seat, idly rubbing a broken mouse in his hand. This mouse was the first puppet Wen Wen had sent to the Kuwei Building to reveal his presence. After using it, Cruel had paid it no further attention. Su Dan Novel Network.
Cruel felt that although this mouse appeared simple, like a toy, it might contain secrets of the Disaster level. If he could decipher it, he might glimpse the full picture of Disaster-level power.
Clearly, his intuition was wrong...
In the Abyss, Cruel was not a particularly important demon. With his mid-tier Disaster-level strength, he was merely an insignificant pawn under an Abyssal Lord.
But in the real world, he was a figure of great authority!
Within the Federation, besides the demon-worshipping organization 'Eye of the Abyss,' there was another demonic force composed entirely of pureblood demons: the 'Demon Merchant Guild.'
Each major hidden organization was loyal to a great existence of the Abyssal Disaster tier. The Eye of the Abyss was no different; they were only loyal to the supreme 'Will of the Abyss.' Pureblood demons like Cruel were merely monsters that could be utilized in the eyes of the Eye of the Abyss.
The Demon Merchant Guild, however, was different. It was composed entirely of pureblood demons who were not keen on slaughter or flaunting their power. Their mission was to provide special souls for the Abyssal Lords.
Every Abyssal Lord was a top-tier Disaster-level demon and also had a merchant fleet.
Cruel's 'Pure White Merchant Fleet' served 'White Demon Clary,' a demon lord who had fallen from being an Archangel.
They would sign contracts with ordinary people, fulfill their wishes, and in doing so, twist human souls into forms that Clary favored.
Once a soul was twisted and the contract reached its expiration, under the power of the contract and Clary's might, the soul of the deceased could be directly dragged into the Abyss!
Being the leader of a merchant fleet was not bad, but Cruel was still not satisfied. He desired to control a more powerful force, to become the strongest among all merchant fleets. This way, he would receive rewards from Clary upon his return to the Abyss.
For Abyssal demons to descend into reality was far more difficult than for ordinary monsters, making it challenging to normally increase their subordinates. In this context, Cruel painstakingly devised the Human-Demon Fetus plan!
In the Abyss, demons were born from Gestating Demons in the 'River of the Dead,' where soul fragments were molded together and then cultivated in the special environment of the Abyss, giving birth to new demons.
In the real world, Cruel used special containment items to cause confusion in human souls, then utilized distorted families to create endless negative emotions. With the presence of Gestating Demons, humans could be forcibly cultivated into half-demons!
These half-demons were the best vessels for Abyssal demons to descend. During the cultivation process, they naturally constructed a tiny passage linking to the Abyss.
Once the passage was successfully constructed, a demon would descend into this vessel and, over three years, completely become a new demon. Although the newly descended demon's strength would regress by a significant level, after the 'growth' process, its strength could be restored.
This entire process was akin to a human's pregnancy to adulthood, which is why Cruel named the unhatched humans 'Human-Demon Fetuses.'
For this plan, he specifically found a special containment item to screen humans suitable for becoming Human-Demon Fetuses, and then managed to find a Gestating Demon. Due to its weakness, it was actually harder to find in the real world than a higher-level demon!
As for the Disaster-level demons suitable for descending into these Human-Demon Fetuses, they were everywhere in the Abyss!
With these conditions met, Cruel spent three years directing the Gestating Demon to complete the first batch of Human-Demon Fetuses.
Therefore, the Human-Demon Fetus plan was a crucial undertaking for Cruel's future, and he absolutely would not allow anyone to disrupt it!
The only unexpected aspect of this process was that whenever a demon descended into a Human-Demon Fetus, it would instinctively reject the original power of the Human-Demon Fetus. That meager power was, instead, impurities to the Disaster-level demon.
These impurities would then be fed back to the cultivator of the Human-Demon Fetus, the Gestating Demon. This made the Gestating Demon increasingly powerful the more Human-Demon Fetuses it nurtured.
Cruel watched the Gestating Demon's retreating back with a dark expression and muttered, "The first batch of over a dozen had no problems, but if another batch arrives, its power might surpass mine..."
"After finding a new Gestating Demon, resolve it. I need powerful subordinates, but not subordinates stronger than me..."
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Returning to the home of the first unforwarded recipient, Wen Wen exuded a chilling aura. The flies in the room all dropped to the ground. He intended to start from here, to find the source of the released message by any means necessary.
He dialed the phone number of the message sender, then used his ability to traverse to it, find the previous sender of the message, and repeat this process. As long as he continued this way, Wen Wen was sure he could find the source of the message.
However, although the initial progress was smooth, when Wen Wen discovered another new unforwarded recipient, things took a turn.
This was a family of four: the father, the mother, a child still attending school... and Wen Wen's target, the father's father, Zhao Fei.
Zhao Fei's demonic powers had not yet awakened, so like Wang Zixuan before him, he only exhibited behaviors that drove his family to the brink of madness, but he did not harm anyone.
Wen Wen, unnoticed by anyone, silently crawled out of the mobile phone that had forwarded the message.
He glanced at the family members. Zhao Fei was lying on an old man's chair, his expression dazed, as if suffering from senile dementia. His son and daughter-in-law looked extremely helpless but could not abandon the old man.
Only the child, about ten years old, was peeling fruit for the elder, showing genuine care.
It was a pity that this old man was only interested in his flesh and blood...
Then, Wen Wen began to search Zhao Fei's mobile phone. That strange text message had a peculiar characteristic: a mobile phone could only forward it once, and the sending and receiving records would be preserved, allowing Wen Wen to continue his investigation based on the faint clues.
When Wen Wen dialed the number of the person who had forwarded the message to this phone, he discovered that the number was a dead end.
"This is troublesome..."