Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Kevin, who hadn't heard anything else while he was working, turned around curiously and saw Jeff still standing there. He immediately got angry and said, "Why aren't you helping? What are you standing there for?!"

"There seems to be a self-destruct device here. These kinds of machines usually have one. I think it should be this button, right?" Jeff said, pointing to a yellow button covered by a safety shield on the wall in response to Kevin's question.

"Damn it, you idiot! Were you just waiting for me to do this, deliberately watching the show?"

“After all, I don’t have a habit of killing children!” Jeff spread his hands.

In reality, Kevin's methods might have spared these children more suffering and led to a faster death.

However, this also relates to the psychological changes in the two of them.

For Kevin, this act of solving the problem himself was a form of psychological torment. He also had his own children and understood this feeling even more.

"Stop dawdling and get it started already," Kevin cursed, giving Jeff the middle finger.

Jeff outwardly mocked Kevin, but inwardly he hesitated. He didn't want to press the button, but it was the best solution at the moment, so he finally reached out and pressed it.

The entire corridor was instantly illuminated by flashing red warning lights, and a countdown began to sound. The three of them quickly left the underground laboratory.

Just moments ago, they had been earnestly assuring Satan of their sincere cooperation, but in less than a minute, the three of them had completely forgotten the content of their conversation and had once again tricked Satan.

Having lost the demon army before him, and with his sons of Satan constantly being devoured by the goat-men demons, Satan must be furious by now.

Its painstaking efforts and centuries of planning are being gradually and completely destroyed.

Ten kilometers away from the base, a violent explosion occurred within the base's perimeter, with flames covering a radius of one kilometer and shockwaves even reaching their location.

Fortunately, this area was a remote, desolate region specifically chosen during the construction of the military base, and no ordinary people were affected.

However, this also attracted the attention of the residents in the distance, who all came out to look in this direction. The huge mushroom cloud that rose into the sky instantly attracted everyone's attention, and everyone was guessing what had happened.

The recent series of torrential rains, earthquakes, and this explosion have caused widespread panic among the surrounding residents.

"Don't you think we've gone a bit too far, too treacherous and heartless?" Kevin glanced back at the mushroom cloud.

Ron looked at the two of them and said, "Regardless of the treachery of these demons and devils, our stance is for the sake of humanity."

“Mr. Ron is right. It’s because our strength is too weak that the process doesn’t matter; the result is what matters most,” Jeff quickly retorted, drawing on his past experience.

Ron nodded: "There's nothing we can do about it."

"We can't gamble with the survival of all humanity for the sake of our own moral integrity. In the face of such enormous risks, face is irrelevant, and personal honor and disgrace can be completely set aside!"

"Just imagine, if tens of thousands of evil spirits that have merged with humans were released, they could attack humans with impunity, and the casualties would be enormous!"

“Even if each evil spirit kills ten or a hundred people, the death toll would still be in the millions. Not to mention the countless ordinary humans who, even with firearms, would be powerless against these creatures.” “Compared to such a massive death toll and the destruction it brings to society, what does our pride matter?”

"Mr. Ron, now that we have the clues and sealing incantation given by Satan, what's the next step?" Jeff and Kevin nodded in agreement with Ron's statement and asked again.

“Next, we can only rely on Rahmat and Boudiman. With Rahmat there, things shouldn’t go wrong,” Ron pondered.

"Who exactly is Rahmat?" Jeff asked curiously. "I always felt something was off when I met him."

“I don’t know, but Anita and Boudiman seem to trust him a lot.” Ron shook his head slightly. “The strange feeling you’re talking about, is it some kind of inexplicable sense of familiarity?”

"Yes!"

“Me too!” Kevin chimed in.

“I’m the same way. He seems to be naturally close to humans, I suspect.” Ron pointed to the sky when he said this, and did not continue.

"It really exists?" Kevin exclaimed in shock.

“I don’t know, but devils and demons exist, don’t they? And I’m not sure either, it’s just a guess.” Ron shook his head.

"Then isn't he your boss?" Jeff asked, replacing the word "boss" with "boss" in his shock.

Ron continued to shake his head, his tone heavy: "I only believe in my own convictions and will!"

"Okay, I understand." The two fell silent.

Ron didn't explain that point further, as it was all just his speculation. Instead, he said, "According to the information Satan gave us, although the goat-men are just as cunning as demons, they are more committed to contracts and agreements, and they place great importance on their etiquette and cleanliness."

"Although its concept of cleanliness and etiquette may differ greatly from our human standards, it is undeniable that this is its characteristic and its weakness, which we can take advantage of."

"That filthy altar, the filth it contains is enough to make this demon feel extremely disgusted with it. It is an object that can destroy its etiquette. Only it can seal the demon while making it refuse to touch the altar in order to maintain its own etiquette. At that time, it will naturally be able to firmly trap the other party."

"So I'm more inclined to believe Satan's explanation this time."

"Sigh, it's a pity we're not capable enough." Jeff sighed from the side, clenching his fist. "If they were ordinary people, I would have already led my henchmen to sweep away these monsters and demons. Who cares about their etiquette or plans? These damned guys."

As he said this, he still glared at Kevin.

If this guy hadn't wanted to kill me, there probably wouldn't have been so many things that happened afterward.

Kevin glared back without hesitation, his eyes conveying a clear message: Who told you to steal my wife first?
Ron coughed, and the two immediately returned to their normal expressions.

They had already developed a certain level of understanding during the battle. Both sides were secretly resentful, but they would never quarrel over formal matters or fail to cooperate in any way when carrying out their tasks. (End of Chapter)