Everything inside the chemical plant's domain had been forsaken by him, giving way to the current state—all for the sole purpose of finding the Soul Devouring Beast.
All those zombies he created were merely byproducts.
Now, truly seeing the Soul Devouring Beast sprawled here like a mountain range, he became even more certain of his judgment.
The intelligence from the Scorching Sun Department wasn't necessarily completely accurate, and the Soul Devouring Beast was not entirely invincible.
At this very moment, he could sense it: the Soul Devouring Beast was weak. By the Scorching Sun Department's reports, nothing should have been able to affect the beast, and yet, now, something was already at work.
He had racked his brains, adding his own unique power and brand into the constantly churning black water being fed here; at last, it was beginning to show results.
