Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Three abnormal messages came from different locations and systems, but the server's built-in 'AI manager' instantly completed cross-comparison and source tracing analysis, ultimately pointing to the same target and filtering it out.

Since it was its first time connecting to the network, the first unusual information it detected also came from the same type.

A demonic identifier hidden beneath the data has been discovered.

"They discovered the unnatural event so quickly?!"

David lunged at the screen, his face turning grim as he looked at the information that appeared. "This is a demon. It uses the internet to cover its tracks, operates on multiple fronts, and lurks in the city, causing many deaths. The police can't find its trail through surveillance and just treat them as suicides."

David stared at the demonic symbol marked on the screen, a sharp killing intent and familiar disgust flashing in his eyes: "Wait, this demonic symbol...it's Malachi!"

“I fought it ten years ago. This guy is best at tampering with records, forging evidence, and manipulating people’s minds. Back then, it used similar methods to almost cause three witchers who were tracking it to die in the hospital due to ‘misuse of drugs’!”

"I never imagined it would be even more cunning than before, actually utilizing modern information and expanding its operational range!"

He looked up at Wu Heng, his tone resolute: "Boss, we must get rid of it as soon as possible!"

"This guy is very likely planning a new murder right now."

Wu Heng stared at the three constantly flashing red warning lines on the screen, as well as the preliminary behavioral pattern analysis and possible hiding place speculation of the demon 'Malaki' automatically generated by the AI ​​butler.

"It seems our network administrator has found the first target that needs cleaning up," he said casually. "In that case, let's go and see if the provided data is accurate."

Wu Heng gave the puppet evil spirit a command, and the blue light band immediately split into branches, tracking the demon's traces along the network.

On the eastern outskirts of the city, the abandoned Mars Chemical Plant lies like a rusty steel behemoth in the night.

The air was filled with the residual smell of chemical reagents and a damp, musty odor.

According to precise intelligence provided by the "Internet AI Butler" built into the "Internet Addiction" or, more accurately, the puppet evil spirit.

This demon is using the abandoned, but not completely disconnected, internal network nodes here as a springboard to remotely control data in the city center and set up a hidden sacrificial array at the intersection of Rost Second Avenue.

The intention was to paralyze traffic and cause traffic accidents by manipulating it beyond its capabilities.

It thought it was foolproof.

However, all its online activities, in the perception of the puppet evil spirit that has merged with the origin of the internet evil spirit, are like a lighthouse in the dark night.

David Xavier, the old Witcher who had just regained his powers and was eager to prove his new identity, personally led the team.

He was followed by three experienced witchers who had just registered with the guild and were highly receptive to new technologies.

Instead of blindly searching as usual, they received instructions from the guild server in real time via encrypted tablet devices.

"The target is located in the old control room on the second floor of the third factory building, and it is connected to the network through a discarded industrial computer."

The AI ​​butler's synthesized voice, devoid of any emotion, came through David's headset.

At the same time, the tablet displays a precise structural diagram of the factory, with target locations highlighted, and even predictions of the best infiltration routes and possible escape paths based on network activity analysis.

"Roger that. Keep the surveillance going," David replied in a low voice, a sharp glint in his eyes.

He gave a hand signal, and the four-person team, like ghosts, silently approached the target along the unmonitored route planned by the AI.

Inside the control room, a middle-aged man in an ill-fitting suit, with a lewd face but completely black pupils, was grinning as he typed on a keyboard. Green code flowed across the screen, modifying prescription data at St. Mary's Hospital in an attempt to create a medical malpractice incident. The sacrificial ritual of a traffic accident was scheduled for half an hour later.

“Foolish Witcher, this is modern data warfare, and I am the one in control.” It muttered to itself, filled with smug satisfaction at having everything under control.

Demons are never stupid creatures; they possess extraordinary memories and can memorize modern technology after seeing it only once, but they often disdain to use it.

Because it's too useless.

However, it is an anomaly; compared to its inherently lower strength compared to other demons, it prefers to utilize its intelligence.

Just then, the only door to the control room was suddenly kicked open!

David took the lead, raising his modified shotgun, which was engraved with energy-conducting patterns.

"Malaki, the game is over!" David roared.

Malaki's expression changed drastically. He reacted extremely quickly, not by trying to fight, but by slamming a shortcut key on the keyboard.

That was its pre-programmed emergency disconnection and activation of a nearby current overload program, attempting to create chaos and escape.

However, nothing happened.

The keyboard remained unresponsive, and the code on the screen froze. It felt as if the pre-configured network program had been completely shut down by an invisible wall.

"how is this possible?"

It screamed in terror, trying to force itself into black mist, only to find that the surrounding electromagnetic environment was unusually clean and stable, and a higher-level program suppressed its abilities.

“Your online tricks end here,” David said coldly, pulling the trigger.

"boom!"

Specially crafted shotgun shells, mixed with holy water gel, enveloped Malachi like an angry swarm of bees, imbued with David's newly acquired demonic power.

Under the triple attack.

The middle-aged man's figure instantly disintegrated, revealing its twisted, hellfire-burning true form. It let out a painful howl and tried to lunge towards the window.

However, the other three Witchers had already sealed off all exits according to the predictions provided by the AI ​​assistant.

With silver-plated net guns, daggers engraved with exorcism spells, and precise bursts of fire, the four worked in perfect harmony, their offensive as fierce as a sudden downpour.

Having lost his most relied-upon means of remote control via the internet and escape, Malachi, who was already weaker than the other demons, was like a soldier stripped of his armor.

Under the siege of David and his squad, they held out for less than three minutes.

Finally, David plunged a special demon-hunting dagger, imbued with his newly acquired demonic power, deep into its heart.

Amidst the shrill curses, the demon's body continued to dissolve into mist, while a miniature spell array appeared at the end of the dagger.

The gray mist and sparks from the demon's death were completely absorbed by the detachable glass crystal at the end of the dagger, increasing its size by about half.

This glass crystal is an important token for completing tasks and redeeming points. (End of Chapter)