By now, a little over 10 days had passed since Damien landed in Niflheim. At the sa ti, it had been roughly 8 days since the rest of the Sun and Moon Squadrons touched down.
During these 8 days, they had been thoroughly integrating themselves into Asgard. The Sun Squadron directly went to et with Asgard's executives, taking their operations to the main headquarters of the organization.
As for the Moon Squadron, they had no interest in being so open. They settled down in a covert warehouse near the edge of Asgard territory.
Naturally, it would take more than a re 8 days to completely set up operations, but with convenience artifacts like spatial rings, the task beca much easier.
Within a certain office within the Moon Squadron Headquarters, Bai Xieren sat alone, pondering hard on sothing.
Bai Xieren wasn't going to lie to herself. When she landed, the first thing she did was assign Damien an absurd mission. Frankly, she was being a little petty. Even she recognized this, which was why she never specified a "ti limit" for the mission.
By her expectation, Damien should have waited and patiently taken care of the targets over a period of ti, engaging with utmost caution.
But this just went to show how little Bai Xieren actually knew about Damien. Her only impression of him was that he was extrely talented and cheeky.
This kind of character who sought to be free and unrestrained at all tis was sure to go far in their path to strength, and this caused Bai Xieren to possess a sowhat good impression of Damien.
Yet, there was one thing she'd forgotten. The reason why she hated associating with these geniuses was precisely because they always had strange temperants, not a single one of them being the sa as the last.
Essentially, they were uncontrollable.
It wasn't even long after she gave the mission, a week at most when everything fell into chaos.
Evotech Headquarters suddenly entered high alert, completely isolating itself from the outside world. According to the frantic reports of spies that were sent through before communication was cut off, a number of important researchers had vanished overnight!
Naturally, even these spies had no idea what this news was about. Within the Sun and Moon Squadrons, only Bai Xieren was aware.
'That brat! Just what kind of trouble could he be causing?' Bai Xieren wondered inwardly.
When Tian Yang suggested she let Damien run wild in Niflheim, she accepted easily. She thought it would be nothing more than giving Damien a greater degree of investigative freedom.
How was she supposed to guess that Tian Yang was speaking literally?!
Bai Xieren felt a massive headache coming on. It had only been a week since they arrived in this world. They were barely through setting up base in Asgard, how could they have had ti to send their spies out to infiltrate?
Now, Evotech was completely blocked off. The older spies that remained in the company didn't have access to the new AI technology, so contact with them was cut off.
The only allies they had on the inside were Damien, Long Chen, and so woman from Asgard that the executives brushed over.
But in the end, Damien was rely a 3rd class practitioner! No matter what kind of heaven-defying stunts he could pull, that didn't an he had the ability to complete such a large task alone!
Bai Xieren was truly stumped, but her only option was to sit back and wait for Evotech Headquarters to open back up, hoping that Damien and Long Chen would maintain contact during that ti.
***
"Haa…"
Damien let out a light breath as his consciousness returned to him. Imdiately, a putrid stench assaulted his nostrils.
'How troubleso.' Damien comnted inwardly. As he attempted to spread his awareness, he could clearly sense the shackles placed on him.
To an ordinary 3rd class, this level of constriction would completely limit their awareness. However, with Damien's mutated awareness, he could still see a relatively large area.
And indeed, he wasn't in the sa torture room he was in when he passed out. Considering the old witch's twisted personality, it was probably only there to induce fear.
But Damien knew. The current almost empty torture room was far more terrifying.
"Kekeke~! You're finally awake, dearest?" The scratchy voice of the old witch entered his ears. Obviously, she'd been eagerly awaiting his awakening.
"Mm?" Damien rubbed his eyes, confused. When he noticed his almost naked body chained to a strange vertical table, his eyes widened in shock and fear. "W-where am I?!"
"Ehehehe!" The old witch laughed. Her face scrunched up in arousal. "Mm, mm! Keep doing that!"
"M-ma'am?" Damien hesitantly said.
The old witch's expression imdiately beca cold. "Little boy, didn't your big sister say that she would play with you? Why must you make it so difficult?"
The old witch flicked her finger, causing a small green beam to shoot into Damien's chest. Imdiately, Damien felt the strange sticky substance subrging into his body.
But both the Void Physique and Transcendent Regeneration acted at once to rid the harmful substance from his body.
'No!' Damien instantly suppressed them. He couldn't show off this quickly, or things wouldn't go the way he wished them to.
The green substance continued to sink into Damien's body as he lowered his defenses. A terrible burning sensation spread the second it entered his system.
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
Damien scread incredibly loud. To a researcher like Damien Grey, even this small level of pain was insanity-inducing. The only reason he and those like him were able to reach 3rd class was because Evotech forcefully raised them to that level.
"PLEASE STOP!!! AHHHHHHH!"
Damien continued to scream, bringing the old witch incredible pleasure. Her finger went to her lips as she tried her hardest to hold herself back.
But in the end, she wasn't able to do so. Her body jumped forward and arrived in front of Damien, her finger touching his refined abs and running down his body.
Along with her touch, the burning sensation beca far worse. Damien's skin began to turn a strange shade of blackish-purple in the line her finger drew.
"AGGHHHHH!" Damien's breath beca stuck in his throat, turning his screams into sothing akin to pained gurgles.
The old witch shivered uncontrollably. "Ahhh~ little boy, you are just how this big sister likes!"
The old witch had done her research. She was hired to do genuine work, after all. This Damien Grey, even while being a researcher, was genuine about keeping his body in shape.
Even though his muscles didn't pack the unbridled power a true 3rd class should possess, they were still refined and beautiful after so many stacked hours of practice.
The old witch continued to run her wrinkly hands along his body, spreading poison and other strange substances through his system. Although Damien couldn't identify them all, he could definitely sense the scent of an aphrodisiac in the mixture.
'This old bitch couldn't be thinking of…'
Damien almost vomited at that mont. If it weren't for the fact that he was squealing like a pig to keep up his facade, he truly would've done so.
But even if he held back his vomit this ti, the old witch surely wasn't planning on letting him continue.
Her fun had only just begun.
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