Jin Changfeng explained current investigation results in detail—in short, it was confirmed that a "person" had killed the Vanguard Disaster Beast.
Importantly, it didn't seem to possess the inherent contamination of holy relics—for example, ordinary people staring too long would suffer mental fatigue and physical weakness, like a degraded version of Disaster Beast pressure. The perpetrator used some unseen pure power to efficiently kill the target.
"Some speculation has circulated in mercenary circles—I've heard about it." Pasha's veiled face seemed to emit sharp gazes. "If they're hiding, let them hide. Don't randomly provoke them."
"How would I dare? I just think I found a new direction for fusion technology, so I'm asking you to research it."
"I don't guarantee results."
"But we can't let slip any power capable of killing Disaster Beasts."
Jin Changfeng understood that holy relics weren't a long-term solution—they all bore enormous burdens. Why were there no cases in human history of frequently and massively using relics single-handedly? Because flesh and blood couldn't accomplish it. Why did superheroes suddenly emerge after Disaster Beast invasions? Because they essentially fused with partial Disaster Beast remains and used relics—this self-destructive confrontation would eventually reach its limit.
Though outsiders saw him as merely a bone-sucking villain, at most controversial, Jin Changfeng still had some pursuits beyond money.
A father naturally hoped his daughter could live in a peaceful world—at least safer.
The group entered the experimental building's open area, surrounded by destruction. According to investigations, after last night's accident, the Disaster Beast corpse, though broken like this, had muscle spasms that damaged several machines before finally dying completely. This zombie phenomenon in lower animals wasn't worth mentioning—importantly, it was probably stimulated by some energy.
Perhaps related to last night's battle.
Pasha took a deep breath. All eight people moved identically, sniffing as if some invisible energy existed in the air.
They dispersed separately—the first time their movements differed—each examining the ground around the Disaster Beast corpse. Nearby researchers felt inexplicable pressure and retreated.
Countermeasure Bureau Director Li Congzhou ordered armed forces to maintain martial law and evacuate non-combat personnel. If holy relics were taking things seriously, something had definitely happened. Just cooperate with the battle-hardened Miss Pasha. When human heroes capable of killing Disaster Beasts were present, his people only handled support.
Thud!
The nun closest to the remains kicked away the 10-meter-class Disaster Beast corpse, revealing black aura beneath it. Inside, cobra-like parasites had grown, swaying back and forth with fangs visible at their tips.
Witnessing this scalp-numbing scene, Jin Changfeng said in surprise: "I clearly performed the highest level sterilization."
"Because they've evolved."
Before she finished speaking, dozens of parasites pounced over like arrows from bowstrings, seeking lives. But Pasha moved faster—a distant punch created an explosive sound, revealing a blood mist.
These monsters were common in Disaster Beast corpses. One could kill an elephant, and this many with their eerie movements could give armed forces serious trouble. Fortunately they were eliminated in time. Observers gaped while covering their ears. Some had perforated eardrums and were urgently carried away for treatment—showing how powerful that punch was. The striker was just one body while the other nuns continued searching calmly.
"Poor feel—even the corpse's parasites are so tough. The one who easily slaughtered the living Disaster Beast probably has even more exaggerated physical strength," Pasha murmured.
"Why? Isn't it possible the opponent was also severely injured, which is why they haven't shown themselves?" a researcher speculated.
"I sense strong aura residue. You wouldn't understand even if I explained."
Eight bodies with superhuman perception could construct a new perspective. She confirmed that a female had used inconceivable power to forcibly break the Disaster Beast's spine, then viciously added several punches to various vulnerable parts.
This hunter didn't believe in whether prey had weaknesses—just removed combat capability then slowly ensured death. Therefore, even tenacious Disaster Beasts had no chance.
That was all the intelligence.
Pasha was neither a prophecy mage nor a great detective—only knowing an unknown powerhouse had killed the Disaster Beast. The trip was worthwhile—this counted as good news. The stronger their side's power, the better. She possessed spiritual relics and was therefore sensitive to this aspect, clearly understanding the nameless hunter bore no hostility.
But good news often came with bad news. The faint spiritual connection response on the cat demon's corpse confirmed her speculation:
"We've encountered an extremely rare Cluster Type Disaster Beast."
This statement left the entire venue silent with solemn faces. Mentioning Disaster Beasts was headache enough, let alone cluster types.
They always fought in groups, massive in number with organization. In historical attack records, their success rate was 72%, annihilating 26 cities—simply nightmarish.
This wasn't over. If one Vanguard Disaster Beast belonged to a cluster, it proved catastrophe-level was building up. That overwhelming calamity was unstoppable because when numbers reached a certain point, low-level Disaster Beasts would generate some chaotic force field. People nearby would faint directly, and approaching long-range firepower would have mediocre effects. Moreover, unlike movies where eliminating one leader finished things, these guys would fight to the last soldier without surrender.
For target cities, it equaled doomsday.
"You know I've been stationed in the East Continental island chain region. This external mission was to investigate small-scale low-level Disaster Beast attack incidents in Edo. We discovered it had spiritual connection responses with this Vanguard Disaster Beast in Ningfeng Harbor—cluster action."
"According to monitoring calculations, large-scale landings will occur soon, specific time and location unknown. Everyone please remain calm and rest assured."
Pasha's upright declaration gave everyone some confidence, with people reassuring themselves it would be fine.
As if.
As regional director, she actually had the least confidence. Everyone knew cluster events counted as minor catastrophes. Current forces were completely insufficient—probably city annihilation would occur before the other side retreated, causing heavy casualties.
However, the world was always full of doing things knowing they couldn't be done. Duty called, so Pasha wouldn't flee, openly warning of this bombshell news.
"Don't discuss too much before definite news comes out, to avoid creating rumors."
Though separated by black veils, people still felt sharp gazes sweep over them, raising goosebumps. Now they could only pray for victory—otherwise Ningfeng Harbor would definitely be affected. Facing humanity's common enemy, no one could stay out of it.
"Everyone may leave. I'll stay briefly to investigate, then detailed data will depend on you."
After Pasha spoke, people left one by one.
One body called Jin Changfeng aside, asking softly: "How's your daughter's surgery?"
"Everything went smoothly."
"You're lying. The Disaster Beast here will produce some resonance contamination with fusion surgery subjects. Pay attention to more follow-ups—find the most reliable doctor to examine her. I quite like that child and hope she's safe."
"Speaking of reliable doctors... there really is one."