Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

A synthesized voice called "Internet Addiction" rang out in the room: "The 21st hour of operation of the balance field, energy consumption is stable at 97.3% of the expected value, and the output power of the Gate of Hell is constant."

"Environmental parameters: average temperature of the upper isolation zone is 28 degrees Celsius, the lower constant temperature zone is 15 degrees Celsius, humidity is 42%, the thickness of the demonic aura suppression layer is 3.02 cm, the concentration is 0.7 standard units, which poses no threat to humans, and the detection sensitivity has been calibrated."

“Very good.” Wu Heng nodded. This was the battlefield Wu Heng had chosen, a place to select angels and demons.

This place serves as our base of operations, but the war extends far beyond this location.

"Open the outer perimeter and allow the test target to enter as planned."

The so-called test target was a decoy intelligence deliberately released by the Witcher Guild, which claimed that some kind of relic that could 'enhance the power of angels and demons' had been discovered inside the Balance Field.

The intelligence was disseminated through several controlled black market channels, with the aim of attracting supernatural beings lurking in human society to investigate.

The first morning was calm and peaceful.

At 15:27 PM, three minor energy disturbances were detected, but the targets all lingered at the edge of the field before leaving.

The next day, the main event began.

At 10 a.m., a homeless man carrying a tattered hiking backpack and wearing a dirty down jacket entered the area from the west side.

He looked no different from the countless scavengers who searched for scrap metal to exchange for money along the highway, until he stepped into the space more than five centimeters above the ground.

The instant his right foot left the ground by five centimeters, a red dot suddenly lit up on the control room screen at his location, and identification information automatically popped up next to it:
[Non-human energy signature detected]

[Type: Angel (Low-rank)]

[Disguised Form: Human male, appearing to be approximately 45 years old]

[Energy Level: Level 3 (Standard Angel Soldier)]

Threat Assessment: Low

"They're here." Dean said excitedly, pressing the communicator. "Seventh Response Team, coordinates B-7, target confirmed, proceed according to plan A."

On the west side of the area, about 800 meters from the homeless man, behind a bunker disguised as a rock, the seventh reaction team, led by a witcher named Anna, received orders.

"Attention everyone, the target has entered the area. Spread out according to Plan A to form an encirclement. Remember, capture him alive is the priority, but if he tries to resist or escape, you can use force or even killing methods."

The seven team members dispersed silently, like cheetahs.

They wore specially made camouflage uniforms that could shield their own energy signatures to some extent, and their boots had soles thickened to five centimeters to ensure that the field would not trigger the 'revealing' effect on their own people.

Their various characteristics have also been documented as internet addiction.

The vagrant's true identity was Adler, the scout angel of Raphael's faction, who was completely unaware of this and walked cautiously.

His task was simple: to confirm the information about the site and, if possible, obtain a sample of the so-called 'relic'.

But what he didn't know was that from the moment he stepped into the area, his every move was being monitored.

His attempt to conceal his angelic aura was meaningless under the rules of the field. As long as any part of his body was more than five centimeters off the ground, the pure holy light energy was as obvious as a lighthouse in the night.

Adler walked to a place that looked like an abandoned mine, squatted down, and pretended to pick up something.

He took the opportunity to press his hand on the ground, releasing a faint wisp of holy light to try and sense whether there was any special energy underground.

Now. The two demon hunters closest to him suddenly emerged from behind cover on either side, holding launchers loaded with specially made net bullets.

Bang, bang!
Two metal nets, shimmering with a grayish-white light, shot out simultaneously from the left and right. The nets were woven with runes of balancing power, specifically designed to capture and suppress supernatural beings.

Adler reacted extremely quickly, leaping up the instant he heard the sound. As a low-ranking angel, his fighting instincts far surpassed those of humans.

But he made a fatal mistake; he jumped too high.

To avoid the two nets, he jumped at least two meters off the ground, and just as his body was fully inside the space more than two meters above the ground, within the 'three feet above the head' range...

Sizzle—!
As if an electric current overload sounded, Adler's disguise was peeled away like a torn mask, revealing his true form:
He had short, light golden hair, a handsome but aloof face, and a pair of translucent wings emitting a soft white light behind him.

More importantly, his entire body was displayed on a holographic monitoring screen as if he were under an X-ray machine, with an incredibly clear energy structure diagram.

His core, energy flow path, and even the composition of the holy light spell he was preparing were all analyzed and displayed by the 'Internet Addiction' system.

"Target fully revealed, energy readings skyrocketing!" In the control room, the operator quickly reported, "He's preparing an offensive Holy Light spell!"

Wu Heng looked at the screen and said calmly, "Captain Anna, you have thirty seconds. If you are not subdued after thirty seconds, I will activate the field suppression function."

In the arena, Adler was both shocked and furious.

He had no idea how he had been exposed, but his angelic instincts made him react immediately. He flapped his wings, turned his body nimbly in the air, and at the same time, he conjured beams of light in his hands.

“Humans, you—” His words trailed off.

Because the two metal nets that shot into the air did not land after flying past his original position, but instead turned automatically in the air and lunged at him again like living tentacles.

At the same time, five other Witcher members appeared from different directions.

They quickly took up five key positions, holding up a strangely shaped device that looked like a horn but emitted not sound, but a low-frequency interference wave targeting the angel's energy structure.

Sizzle. Sizzle.
Adler felt the flow of holy light within his body suddenly become sluggish.

He tried to flap his wings and fly higher to escape the interference, but within three feet of his head, two meters and eight inches above him, an invisible barrier blocked him like a wall.

He bumped into the barrier; although he wasn't injured, his movements were momentarily halted.

In that brief moment of hesitation, the two metal nets finally caught up and wrapped him completely from head to toe.

"Ugh!" The balancing spells on the internet came into contact with his angelic body and immediately began to neutralize and suppress his holy light.

He fell to the ground like a bird caught in a fishing net, his wings flapping weakly a few times before gradually dimming.

Anna stepped forward and locked his hands with specially made handcuffs.

The needle on the inside of the handcuffs pierced his wrist, injecting a potion mixed with balancing power and exorcism water.

"Target acquired, no casualties," Anna reported into the communicator.

The entire process, from Adler's appearance to his subjugation, took only twenty-two seconds.

In the control room, Wu Heng nodded: "Very good. Take him to the interrogation room. I need to know which angelic unit he belongs to, the details of his mission, and how much Heaven knows about the field." (End of Chapter)