"The Great Cleansing?"
"Yeah," Smith added a few more sentences, "If the anchor is a person, you can only kill people."
"If it’s anchored to an item, then all the items must be destroyed."
"It gets even more troubleso if it anchors to so kind of intangible concept, trying to destroy this concept will be extrely difficult."
"Anyway, no matter what, this isn’t sothing a few of us can do alone."
Even though Smith explained it this way, Wang Hao always felt that the Blood Demon wasn’t unsolvable...
But what the ultimate solution was, he didn’t know.
It itched at his curiosity.
As they chatted, the nearby Glutton with about 4 tons of weight had almost grown to its limit, and it was about to head deeper into the red mist.
Suddenly, Chen Xinyi’s voice ca through the headset, "Sothing seems off with it! Get away! Move farther back!"
He hurriedly stepped back a few steps and hid behind a car, looking on from a distance.
The Glutton showed a painful expression, its body, like that of an elephant, shaking nonstop, and its eyes slowly opening.
Surprisingly, the victim, just like Guo Boss before, regained consciousness!
Wang Hao’s heart stirred, tense, he called out from afar, "Hey, are you awake? Are you conscious? Do you rember who you are?"
This was a person with knowledge!
Worth taking a risk.
The other party beca increasingly pained, eyes bulging, and veins on the face protruding as if the head could explode at any ti. While the creature howled, its legs moved involuntarily toward the distance.
Wang Hao could even hear the other party’s heavy breathing.
He still didn’t dare to approach too closely, just shouted from afar, "Hey—do you rember who you are, what are you feeling right now? Why are you walking towards the distance, what’s there?"
"I’m in so much pain... I’m in so much pain! My head hurts! My head hurts so much!"
After hearing Wang Hao’s shouts, the other party managed to squeeze out a few words from their throat, beating their head with a fist in extre pain, "Kill , just kill !"
This lucidity was only brief.
The other party seed to fall into a state of hysteria, insisting "kill " repeatedly.
Smith said over the headset, "It should be the rally-before-death phenonon."
"According to the internal rules, we can give him rcy, alongside conducting so low-risk experints, or we can just ignore it. After all, our own lives are important."
Chen Xinyi felt so compassion, but she didn’t say much.
She was a smart woman, and she knew what should and shouldn’t be done.
Wang Hao tried to ask so questions again, getting no response, only seeing in the other’s eyes a mixture of fear, pain, begging, and despair.
Indeed, unexpectedly awakening at the last mont and realizing that one had beco an irrational monster, with cells proliferating wildly like cancer, that sort of pain was difficult for ordinary people to comprehend.
The other party just kept shouting, "Kill , I’m begging you... I’m begging you!"
"I’m really in pain! I’m begging you! I’m begging you!"
"I’m in pain! I beg you to kill !"
Wang Hao sighed internally, another person killed by a strange event.
"Smith, send down the gun..."
"I want to try sothing small."
"Alright, be careful," Smith said as he tied the gun with a rope and sent it down to Wang Hao through the tall building.
He slowly approached.
This Glutton had no reaction, still slowly moving towards the distance, all the while roaring and struggling loudly.
"Can you pick up the gun? This gun can grant you release."
The Glutton’s body was massive, but it had dexterous fingers, subconsciously grabbing the gun and trying to shove it into its mouth.
But at the last mont, that remaining shred of human will had an effect.
It slowly pointed the gun at its temple, a look of release flashing across its face.
A "bang" of the gunshot!
The bullet entered the head, and guts and brains burst out. The pained roars instantly vanished.
"Plop." The hands fell, and the gun dropped to the ground again.
But this shot didn’t have a significant effect; the huge body paused for just two or three seconds and still slowly walked towards the direction of the red mist.
Step by step, its purpose resolute.
The gunshot wound oozed a yellowish grease, which quickly clogged the wound.
It seed to have fully recovered.
"Suicide doesn’t provoke a counterattack from the Gluttons..."
Wang Hao let out a sigh of relief and picked up the firearms that had fallen on the ground.
"The physical brain was destroyed, the soul dissipated; it’s a form of release. But the Idealist creatures have no weakness, only their ntal suffering was halted, yet their bodies are still alive. That’s all we can do for now..."
"Miss Chen, how are the test subjects in the red fog doing? Any severe reactions?"
Chen Xinyi replied promptly, not daring to be negligent, "Their physiological indicators are temporarily good, with so restlessness in their hearts, but no complete loss of control. This indicates that the red fog’s impact on the spirit isn’t too great. In a small room to the north of the shopping center, I found a small oxygen machine which can also sowhat resist the psychological impact of the red fog."
"I have an Immortal Bean here that greatly boosts spiritual power as well. Later on, I will transfer the equipnt I have to you."
"Additionally, you can take Boss Guo’s SUV and follow the Glutton away. I’ve already checked the fuel tank; it’s full. If that’s not enough, I could get you so more fuel from the other vehicles."
"Mr. Smith, I hope you will give him the only Holy Water Talisman..."
Wang Hao felt touched that his woman was so cooperative, without being asked, she had prepared so much.
He chuckled, "Don’t worry about the guns; they’re not of much use now. Each of you take one, just enough to deter the civilians. Smith, make so more Incendiary Bottles, please."
Smith swallowed and hesitated; the Holy Water Talisman was his lifeline, and he was reluctant to part with it.
But recalling that all his achievents in this dreadful place were largely thanks to "Zhao," he abandoned such whimsical thoughts.
After all, he lacked the courage to venture into the unknown.
He could only pluck up the courage to say, "If this area is indeed safe, I will give the talisman to you."
"Zhao, you’re truly remarkable... Without your judgnt, I might’ve been dead by now."
"I’ll help you as much as possible, you must survive!"
"Thank you." Wang Hao simply understood this behavior as teammates sharing equipnt.
In the ga, transferring equipnt was commonplace.
"When you get back, I’ll treat you to intestine sashimi!" boasted Smith, showing off his newly learned Chinese.
This... this isn’t really necessary, is it?
Wang Hao habitually arranged for the aftermath to ensure a perfect ending.
"By the way, I suggest we keep a few of the Gluttons, there’s no need to eliminate them all. Such odd rules are known, and their aggression isn’t too high, so they are easy to defend against. I trust both of you are by now very familiar with these rules."
"If they all leave, who knows what other strange things might co here. It’d be less ideal then."
Chen Xinyi walked to the edge of the red fog, feeling the psychological changes it caused: "You’re right, leaving a few Gluttons as a protective umbrella is a good choice..."
Over the next few hours, the Gluttons consud each other in pairs, and all the civilians were settled. Considering those hiding in the sewer and restrooms, there were only thirty-five survivors.
There was plenty of food to be found; besides a warehouse full of instant noodles, there were bags of rice, corn, flour, and other staple foods, enough to last for two months.
Chen Xinyi and Smith strictly managed the civilians’ food supplies.
With both of them ard, there shouldn’t be any major accidents in the short term.
In Wang Hao’s last hour before departure, another Glutton matured from devouring, its face showing extre pain as it roared loudly.
This Glutton regained consciousness, even if only for a few last minutes of lucid clarity.
"I hurt so much... I hurt so much... I..."
"How did I turn into a monster?!"
The agony of a torn soul made the veins on his neck bulge as if he wanted to twist off his own head. Nearly every one that ca to was quick to seek suicide.
Wang Hao sighed inwardly, a bit numbed by having witnessed such scenes several tis.
With little hope, he asked, "Do you rember your own na?"
"I... Xu... Xu Zhijun... I... how did I beco a monster?!! It hurts so much! So much!"
Then sothing fortunate happened.
He actually rembered his own na!
Wang Hao was stunned, thoughts flickering through his mind.
However, in just a few seconds, Xu Zhiqiang’s face turned red, and he began frantically pulling at his hair, walking aimlessly towards the red fog with a clouded mind.
"It hurts so much... It hurts so much..."
"My mother... My mother is still in the hospital..." Xu Zhijun regained consciousness once again.
Perhaps the will to live differs from person to person; the last Glutton didn’t seek suicide but tried to struggle against the instincts of its body.
But human will in the face of the supernatural phenona triggered by the Subordinate Demon God was feeble, like a firefly against the bright moon. He was clear-headed for just a short while before he began to stagger dazedly, involuntarily walking toward the red fog again.
"What’s in there... do you know?"
Wang Hao was already prepared with all his travel gear, driving the SUV in hot pursuit.
"What’s in there... how would I know what’s in there?!!" Xu Zhijun scread in rage, alternating between clarity and loud roars, tears and snot streaming down his face.
He was struggling with the intense pain of his soul being torn apart, like an irate bull, ready to lash out at any mont.
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