"Wuwu, wuwu wuwu!"
These large hands that lunged forward caught the woman completely off guard. She had never imagined someone would appear from a mobile phone.
Before her horrified eyes, Wen Wen stepped out of the phone, holding the woman aloft, his gaze filled with a sharp, chilling glint.
Upon seeing the emaciated man tied to the side, his expression eased slightly. He was not dead, and as long as he was alive, there was still hope.
Then his eyes fell upon a wedding photo. The woman in the picture was clearly the one he was now holding, but the man in the photo... was fat.
Wen Wen looked at the two of them with a peculiar expression, wondering how a perfectly fine fatty had been turned into a beanstalk.
Next, Wen Wen appraised the woman he was holding. She was reasonably pretty, but her attire was far too revealing. Even the girls soliciting on the street at midnight were more covered than her.
Seeing Wen Wen looking at her, the woman winked flirtatiously at him, exuding an irresistible charm that seemed to stir the most primal desires in any man.
But Wen Wen remained unmoved, even feeling a slight urge to laugh. Having been through the tutelage of Hu Youling, he was hardly swayed by such a minor display.
"Tone it down, you ugly succubus. I'm a decent person. If you continue like this, I'll let you taste holy water."
Even without her seductive aura, Hu Youling was a stunning beauty. As for this demonic young lady, once her charm was stripped away, she was at best merely pretty.
When the woman heard Wen Wen call her ugly, she went into a frenzy. Her hands transformed into sharp claws, and her heart-shaped tail grew sharp spikes.
She attacked Wen Wen's arm with both hands and tail, but it was utterly useless. The strength of a disaster-level entity could not even scratch the surface of his pitch-black arm.
Not to mention her, even Wen Wen himself could not damage the disaster gauntlet. All her struggles were in vain; the outcome had been decided the moment Wen Wen appeared.
If Wen Wen hadn't grabbed her face, she might have been able to put up a brief struggle. But without mobility, she was merely a lamb waiting to be slaughtered before him.
A scantily clad succubus flailing before him was an amusing sight, but Wen Wen was in a hurry and had no time for games.
So, Wen Wen curled his lips, exuding an evil aura, and smiled as he whispered to the woman, "Struggle more, and I'll crush your face."
The succubus's eyes widened in terror. She could feel that Wen Wen was serious.
Then, Wen Wen condensed a water poker chip and flicked it towards the bound man, severing the red veil binding him and setting him free.
The man's mind was already clouded. If left unattended, he might die, so Wen Wen called for an ambulance. Afterward, Wen Wen led the woman into the restroom and pulled her into the containment facility.
Unlike Wang Zixuan, this woman had completely transformed into a demon. Her human consciousness as a host had vanished entirely, so Wen Wen treated her as nothing more than a monster.
"Alas, it's a shame her strength is a bit greater than Hu Youling's. Otherwise, they would surely have been good sisters."
After dealing with the female succubus, Wen Wen made the next call.
This time, after teleporting through the phone, Wen Wen found himself in a place that was so dilapidated it was unrecognizable, as if it had undergone intense combat.
A whole team of assistants was collecting data, while a demon hunter wearing headphones sat with his eyes closed, listening to music. SuDan Novel Network.
"Unprofessional, too unprofessional. Although my method of appearance was very discreet, for a demon hunter to not detect even the slightest anomaly is excessive. And relying entirely on assistants for investigations is a major taboo..."
Hiding in the shadows, Wen Wen briefly observed their work methods and couldn't help but shake his head.
Among all the demon hunters and assistants he had encountered, this group from Lugang City was the least professional, or perhaps the most absent-minded.
With this work attitude, engaging in demon hunting was a recipe for disaster.
Seeing their demeanor, Wen Wen easily understood why they hadn't noticed the abnormal text messages.
Without lingering, Wen Wen continued to seek them out one by one. Including Wang Zixuan and the succubus from before, all seven individuals who had not forwarded the text messages had been transformed into bodies suitable for demon descent.
Among them, three had seemingly fully transformed into demons, but Wen Wen had only captured one succubus.
There was another person in a similar state to Wang Zixuan, but he was not as fortunate. His family had long given up on him. Wen Wen spent quite some time searching for him under a bridge.
Then, Wen Wen sent this man to the containment facility, where he was temporarily supervised by the man in the metal suit.
The remaining two were still in an unawakened state, but they were like barrels of gunpowder, ready to explode at any moment. Wen Wen knocked them out and placed them in the containment facility to prevent them from attacking.
"These seven were only discovered by Wang Junyi himself. Among those who didn't forward the text messages, five have already become very dangerous. So how many more did Wang Junyi not discover?"
The more he delved into it, the colder Wen Wen felt. From the traces and that female succubus, he inferred that all these demons who appeared in the real world by possessing humans possessed at least disaster-level strength.
Furthermore, whether it was the insect demon or the woman suspected to be a high-level succubus, their forms suggested they should be disaster-level monsters.
Having only disaster-level strength now could only mean they had just descended into reality and were unable to exert their full power. Once they fully adapted, they might become at least disaster-level monsters!
"Where is the source..."
...
"Lord Cruy, someone is targeting the human-demon fetuses. Please find a solution."
The pregnant demon, now entirely different from the initial one, knelt before a man in a white suit and complained.
"What is the situation?"
Cruy, clad in a white suit, asked in a deep voice. He had no facial features, no hair; his entire head resembled a moist boiled egg. He was the Faceless Demon.
The pregnant demon excitedly said, "One newly hatched child has lost contact, the hatching speed of two children currently being hatched has slowed, and they are suffering. The contact with two unhatched human-demon fetuses has also weakened considerably..."
"Yizhar, did the Hunter Association make a move?" Cruy frowned. According to the plan, the existence of the Hunter Association should not have interfered with them.
Yizhar, the little boy in the white suit, pouted, made a few phone calls, and then said to Cruy, "Lord Cruy, it wasn't the Hunter Association. Either a third party is targeting us, or a roaming hunter has arrived."
Cruy pondered for a moment and said, "Recall all the human-demon fetuses. They have already completed their cultivation, so recalling them now will only result in a slight loss of potential."