Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Wu Heng closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into it.

He felt as if he were at the center of an invisible force field, surrounded by patterns of 'conflict,' 'deprivation,' and 'mutation.'

These three qualities intertwine to form a primal and powerful force of rules, tempting those who perceive their existence to absorb and integrate them.

This is the instinct of the soul.

Just as a person knows to eat when hungry and to drink when thirsty, the soul instinctively knows that these qualities can make it stronger.

This yearning is more agonizing than hunger.

This feeling is similar to a pot of steamed buns that are about to be cooked, with a rich aroma wafting from the edge of the lid, whetting the deepest part of one's appetite.

Wu Heng could 'smell' the potential contained within, enough to enhance his power level once again.

If he so desired, he could forcibly extract the remaining essence from the three rings, at least enough to completely fuse and recombine the traits within him, making him even more powerful.

But he didn't.

Because these three rings alone are not enough; they are insufficient to grant him the power to 'leap' to the next level.

Forcing the pot to open will only cause the steam inside to leak out prematurely, resulting in only a few half-cooked dough balls, far from achieving the best effect.

He needs to wait.

Waiting for the fourth 'Death' ring to become fuel, waiting for this pot of 'Evil Power' to be fully steamed, waiting for the conflict between Heaven and Hell to reach a certain critical point—that will be the best time to reap the rewards.

He forcibly suppressed the hunger that arose deep within his soul from sensing the 'trait'.

Wu Heng began to use a more refined approach, like a top surgeon, to peel away and analyze the scraps from the interwoven energy field of the three rings that he could currently safely utilize without disrupting the overall balance.

He extracted a pure concept of 'sharpness' and 'armor penetration' from the war ring and incorporated it into the enchanted bullets that the guild was mass-producing.

He then extracted a wisp of the 'energy absorption' property from the Famine Ring and attempted to combine it with the 'exorcism water' production pump to see if it could improve the efficiency of extracting energy from Purgatory.

Furthermore, the effect of the 'Battlefield Extractor' has been enhanced, generating a stronger suction force on the demonic black mist that dissipates due to death, increasing the efficiency of material collection by fifty percent.

Next, the most basic and stable 'adaptive evolution' virus fragment was extracted from the Plague Ring and used as a template to further optimize the stability of the Demon Evolution Potion and reduce the risk of uncontrolled injections in subsequent injections.

These are all minor adjustments that cannot bring about a qualitative change, but they can substantially improve the overall strength of the Witcher Guild without alerting the potential "He".

He was preparing sharper cutlery and a sturdier table for the final feast.

at the same time,

The combat data and adaptive training reports of the first batch of 47 enhanced demon hunters were collected at the guild headquarters like snowflakes.

What excites researchers and the Witchers themselves most is not the obvious increase in strength or special abilities, but a fundamental and revolutionary discovery.

All successful enhancers, whether their attacks are physical strikes, energy releases, or weapon slashes, naturally possess the characteristic of 'substantial damage' against demonic spirits!
Inside the training ground, several demon targets made from captured low-level demons and bound spirits stood upright. Previously, they required holy water, enchanted runes, or specific spells to be effectively killed, but now, the demon hunter's fists, imbued with their own energy, or ordinary weapons infused with power, could inflict visible, burning damage.

Kevin, the 'archivist,' is a tech geek who was once powerless against the devil.

At this moment, he was excitedly looking at his hands, which had a slight metallic sheen.

Before him was a low-level shadow demon that was bound and constantly roaring. He took a deep breath, recalled the training content, gathered the weak power that had been newly generated in his body at his fingertips, and then thrust it forward!
laugh--!

Like a red-hot iron bar piercing ice, his fingertip actually left a charred hole in the demon's body, and the demon let out a painful scream.

“I…I can touch them! I can really hurt them!” Kevin’s voice trembled with disbelief, and tears welled in his eyes.

This means that he is no longer a behind-the-scenes figure who needs protection; he also has the opportunity to kill these scumbags with his own hands and avenge his family.

Do you understand what this means?

At an internal debriefing meeting, David Xavier pounded the table loudly in front of the core members, his eyes gleaming.

"This means we fucking succeeded! Before, killing a demon required luck, terrain, and precious relics. Now, with the enhancement, any one of our brothers can fight a demon with a machete. Just that alone has more than doubled our chances of winning!"

This is only the effect of the first injection.

According to Wu Heng's deductions and the drug's settings, the subsequent nine injections will be a process of continuous strengthening and stabilization.

The strength will be greater, the speed will be faster, the self-healing ability will be more abnormal, and the awakened special abilities will be more powerful and diverse. This is a process of quantitative change leading to qualitative change.

It is foreseeable that ten months later, when this group of demon hunters completes the entire enhancement cycle, they will become a truly 'demon-level' legion.

At that time, their individual combat strength will be comparable to that of ordinary demons.

Combined with their already skilled demon-hunting techniques, teamwork, and the various targeted weapons and items provided by the guild, their overall combat power will far exceed that of the same number of demons!
At that time, the Witcher Guild will no longer be just an organization that fights against individual supernatural creatures in the dark, but will truly possess the strength to confront the demon legions of hell and even the angel squads of heaven, and will be a protective force for humanity.

As Wu Heng provided more vaccines, the Demon Hunter Guild saw a large number of demon hunters sign up to apply for vaccinations following the announcement about 'internet addiction'.

For these individuals, internet addiction was comprehensively ranked.

Inside the guild's training camp, Dean was punching a steel punching post. The sound of his fist striking the steel was similar to the sound of hammering iron.

The square metal block was covered with dense, shallow dents, indicating that it had been used frequently.

For many Witchers who have used extraordinary potions, ordinary sandbags are simply no match for them. At first, they were replaced with wooden ones, but they were still easily damaged.

Finally, David clapped his hands, deciding that since these guys injected with the drug were all tough and resilient, they should just switch to metal ones.

Sam sat to the side, looking at his phone, and said helplessly, "David has assigned us another hundred novice demon hunters, to lead two teams at a time, to take these guys on missions and provide them with on-site demon hunting guidance."

Dean stopped, a hint of interest on his face. "Any interesting guys in the team this time? Let's bring them along. Now that we have the potions, they'll grow up quickly." (End of Chapter)