With just a glance, Wen Wen understood that these five claws were a troublesome containment.
Its characteristic should be to parasitize in the palm of a person's hand, urging the host to absorb the life force of other creatures. The upper limit of this life absorption is still unknown, but at least for a mid-sequence esper, escape would be impossible if infected.
If such a thing fell into the hands of someone like Zhang Kexiang, who had impure intentions, it could harm countless lives.
However, it required parasitism on a living being to take effect, so containing it was not difficult.
Wen Wen planned to place it in the containment warehouse and avoid its use unless absolutely necessary.
As for Zhang Kexiang, Wen Wen threw him into the containment facility. He would later enter the punishment room, and after receiving his punishment there, Wen Wen would send him to his death.
After this matter was settled, Wen Wen sighed, sent a coordinate to the local Hunter Association for them to clean up the mess, and then returned to Sihuhu City, arriving at an isolation zone.
This isolation zone was converted from a school dormitory, used to house the six hundred and sixty-six civilians who had been abducted and used as experimental material.
Thanks to the timely action of the allied forces, they were not further harmed by the demons. The pain caused by kneeling on the ground for consecutive days was also healed by the radiant light emitted by Hunter Island.
However, while the radiant light could heal external wounds, it could not soothe the mind, so these people would take at least another ten days to wake up, and might even lose a few years of their lifespan.
But the fact that they were alive was already a great fortune.
Some people still had smiles on their lips, like Xu Hongjiao and Miao Xuan, whose faces showed a look of relief.
During the ritual, their spirits merged with those of their deceased relatives and friends. This allowed them to understand the feelings of the departed and let go of their own emotional burdens.
Although they had been greatly frightened this time, after everything ended, they would begin a positive new life, no longer dwelling solely on past sorrows.
For them, this could perhaps be considered a blessing in disguise.
They were not the truly tragic group in this incident.
The truly tragic were the workers in the automobile manufacturing plant who could not evacuate due to the war, the undocumented individuals lured by the Kewei Group to be toyed with by demons, and the innocent humans deemed unsuitable by the tentacle monster.
They had no chance to start anew, and their numbers far exceeded these six hundred and sixty-six people.
Looking around, Wen Wen sighed and quietly left, not disturbing anyone, and without much sadness in his heart. Sudan Novel Network
Having seen too much of this, he had become accustomed to it.
Such tragedies occurred every day. If Wen Wen felt sympathetic to every single one, he would not be able to survive in this cruel and insane world.
He might have already lost his sanity and committed suicide by eating feces.
He did what he had to do: drive away monsters and maintain the balance between espers and ordinary people. This was the greatest goodwill he could show to the world and to all ordinary people of the Federation.
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At the headquarters of the Huafu Hunter Association in Shengjing City, Investigator Fu put down the data in his hand and took a sip of tea. Yin Hu sat opposite him, with a stack of documents in front of them.
"According to the existing data, the SRS Foundation is backed by a very powerful force, namely the force represented by the Cataclysm-level esper 'Black Cross'."
"The Foundation should be the vanguard of this organization. No one knows how much power lies behind the vanguard."
"Furthermore, according to reliable evidence, among the espers from the Foundation's side in the operation against the Abyssal Eye, there were Devil Hunters..."
Yin Hu spoke for a long time, relaying all the information he had gathered to Investigator Fu.
His main focus during this period had been researching the power of 'Black Cross', with a considerable amount of evidence supporting each conclusion.
It was just that Yin Hu was unaware of the existence of the 'Containment Facility'; otherwise, he might have investigated the forces under Wen Wen's command thoroughly.
"The SRS Foundation... it truly is not simple."
Investigator Fu chuckled. Yin Hu's report did not exceed his expectations. The more powerful the Foundation appeared, the more it validated their decision to establish relations with them.
Yin Hu added, "Those Devil Hunters who are suspected of joining the Foundation..."
"Just tally them up, no need to do anything extra. The Association has never had such strict restrictions on Devil Hunters, and their willingness to help the Foundation indicates that the Foundation's ideals overlap with some Devil Hunters. This is a good thing."
"What we fear is never a competitor, nor someone poaching our members."
"But rather, one day, we will not have enough strength to protect this world..."
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In a twisted valley stood a temple with a bizarre style, surrounded by dozens of demon statues.
Inside the temple, a woman draped in a black robe kept roaring at her subordinates.
"Trash, all of you are trash!"
"Foundation, Hunter Association... I will make you pay."
She was the chairperson of the Abyssal Eye, a formidable humanoid demon with Cataclysm-level power.
A demon with spiral ram's horns and a goatee bowed and said,
"Esteemed Chairperson, our losses are severe this time. I do not recommend confronting the Foundation now. The Foundation is backed by the Cataclysm-level esper 'Black Cross.' Although that individual has not made a direct move, they are absolutely not to be underestimated."
Other councilors also voiced their opposition, which made the chairperson's expression extremely unpleasant.
Another councilor, whose face was obscured by black smoke, also spoke:
"The Church of Glory is still searching for us like madmen. They also have a terrifying Great Cicada Demon, and no one can match that cicada demon except you, Chairperson."
"Furthermore, the summoning ritual failed this time. What we need most now is to lie low and accumulate strength for the next operation, so that we don't collapse after this one..."
The chairperson snorted, "Are we supposed to wait here like mice?"
The shadowy councilor shook his head, "Of course not. We have three vacant councilor positions here, and I think we should fill these three vacancies."
The goatee councilor also smiled, "Indeed, indeed. Two young individuals have performed well recently, and I believe they possess great potential to bring this world into the embrace of the abyss sooner."
The chairperson narrowed her eyes and finally did not reject the proposal. She also wanted to take the opportunity to place someone from her faction in a councilor position.