Kill one monster, stack one poison, and I alone will poison my way across the world!

The aftershocks of the battle gradually subsided, leaving behind a pungent smell of blood and the sour, putrid odor of toxins in the air.

The four members of the Falcon Squad ran quickly from behind the ruins in the distance.

The eagle glanced at the scorch marks on the ground, then at Su Chen, who wasn't even out of breath, swallowed hard, and didn't dare to speak first.

Falcon walked up to Su Chen and looked him over with a complicated expression.

"Are you... alright?"

The falcon's voice was much softer than before.

Su Chen put away the Thunder Touch in his hand and shook his head.

"fine."

The health I lost earlier has already been fully restored with the help of potions.

His attention was completely off the Falcon Squad.

Su Chen lowered his head, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the pools of foul-smelling blood and charred bones in the center of the altar.

That wave of Russian nesting dolls just now, they killed at least dozens of bosses, going all the way from Legendary to Iron rank.

There was no light.

No gold coins.

There wasn't even a trace of basic equipment.

Su Chen stared at the empty ground, his eye twitching slightly.

"Where are the spoils?"

Falcon paused for a moment, then realized what was happening and gave a wry smile.

"There were no spoils of war."

"Chimera Beasts are not monsters that spawn naturally in dungeons or the wild. They are deformed products artificially stitched together by the Doomsday Cult using countless corpses and abyssal magic."

Falcon pointed to the mess around them and explained, "Didn't you notice? We've fought our way through the sewers, clearing out tens of thousands of these monsters, and we've never seen them drop anything."

Su Chen: "..."

He pursed his lips in slight annoyance.

Forget it.

Even after leveling up three times and stacking over ten thousand layers, it wasn't without its rewards.

"Search the altar and see if there are any other clues left by the Doomsday Cult."

Falcon withdrew his gaze and gestured to the three members.

"yes!"

The three immediately dispersed and began searching through the underground space, which had been ravaged by the poison explosion.

There were originally some control panels and metal cabinets resembling experimental instruments around the altar, but most of them were cut into scrap metal by the psionic ripples during the battle just now.

Ten minutes later.

An eagle emerged from a pile of smoldering scrap metal, clutching several charred black crystal plates in its hand.

"Captain, no."

Eagle threw the crystal plate on the ground and shook his head. "They physically destroyed all the valuable data storage devices beforehand. You can't even extract a single complete byte from these scraps."

The grizzly bear and the viper also returned from the other corner, their hands empty.

"It's the same on my end. The core of the ritual array was taken away beforehand. Those cultists retreated very decisively."

After listening to their report, Falcon's brows furrowed deeply.

Although killing a legendary Abyss Creature eliminated a huge hidden danger.

However, for the military, without obtaining specific intelligence on the Doomsday Cult, the operation could not be considered a complete success.

"It seems the trail has gone cold again."

Falcon sighed and looked up at the dome above, which was teetering on the brink of collapse from the aftershocks of the battle, with bits of gravel and dust falling down intermittently.

There is a constant risk of landslides here.

"Alright, let's get out of here."

The falcon gave the order.

The crowd was too exhausted to even cheer.

The intense battles against opponents far stronger than themselves, coupled with the overwhelming pressure from a legendary boss, brought this battle-hardened special forces team to the brink of exhaustion.

More than two hours later, the group returned to the military's temporary camp.

The pungent smell of disinfectant replaced the bloody smell in the cave.

Su Chen sat inside the advanced detection chamber.

A cold, blue scanning beam swept back and forth over him.

Although his health bar was fully restored, it was left by a legendary BOSS, and the military still required the highest level of contamination testing.

[Testing in progress...]

The target's vital signs are stable, and there are no signs of abyssal contamination.

[Mental threshold is normal.]

With a soft "hiss" from the hatch, Su Chen ripped off the detection patch on his body and stepped out.

The nurse handed me a clean set of military service uniform.

Su Chen changed his clothes, walked to the lounge next door, and pulled out a chair to sit down.

The metal door to the lounge made a dull thud.

The door was pushed open.

The falcon came in.

She had taken off her badly damaged special operations uniform and put on a crisp, brand-new military uniform.

But her face was extremely pale, even more so than when she faced a legendary BOSS in the underground cave.

His eyes were sunken and bloodshot.

That was the result of a combination of extreme fatigue and extreme anger.

Falcon pulled out the chair opposite Su Chen and sat down heavily.

"What's wrong?"

Su Chen leaned back in his chair, looking at her with an expression that suggested she had just been scolded by her superior or had heard news of the end of the world.

"..."

Falcon didn't reply.

Why did the Doomsday Cult abandon this stronghold so easily?

Su Chen asked directly, tapping the table with his fingertips, "That guy named Balo didn't even look back when he left. He just threw out a legendary chimera beast as a waste to buy time."

The falcon's voice was cold: "They've got the experimental data they wanted."

Su Chen raised an eyebrow.

Got it?

They prevented the ceremony in Takayama City.

Moreover, the military has now completely sealed off the underground cavern, the place responsible for transforming humans into defective Chimeras, and has taken full control of it.

After a few seconds, Falcon continued.

"Just as we were locked in a life-or-death struggle with that monster..."

Falcon's fingers tightened until his knuckles turned white. "The military has obtained urgent encrypted communications from other countries around the world."

She raised her head and stared intently into Su Chen's eyes.

"Those lunatics didn't bet all their chips on Takayama City."

Nagasaki, the third largest city in Japan.

"The West Coast of the United States, the New Los Angeles."

"Middle East, desert base."

With each place name he uttered, the falcon's voice grew heavier.

"Large-scale cult rituals broke out simultaneously in three locations."

Falcon tossed a top-secret paper report onto the table.

The report's cover was stamped with a red "SSS" level classified seal.

"The defense systems of those three cities were completely paralyzed from within, and then the Doomsday Cult's grand ritual was launched in the city center."

The falcon's voice finally trembled slightly, almost uncontrollably.

"The total number of mutated people... exceeds ten million."

The lounge was deathly silent.

Ten million.

This isn't just a string of numbers in a game; it represents real human lives.

Su Chen's expression instantly changed.

His gaze fell on the report, and his eyes became extremely deep.

A population of ten million has undergone a mutation.

The explosions occurred simultaneously in three locations.

These cultists... they're not the kind of brainless villains who only have muscles in their heads.

They know how to diversify their investments and not put all their eggs in one basket.

If Xiao Ya hadn't exposed him beforehand, and if the academy hadn't happened to send him over, Da Hua would probably have fallen victim to the same scheme.

It seems the world is more dangerous than he imagined.