Yu Sheng beat him with meticulous care.
He first methodically battered the cultist's left leg with the spiked club, then methodically finished off his right leg. After that came the man's two arms. Aside from carefully avoiding the restraint shackles installed by the Special Operations Bureau, Yu Sheng repeatedly hammered every part until it was soft and springy.
The Angel Cultist was stunned at first, then began screaming and cursing. Occasionally, he let out sounds that no human should have been able to make. His garbled, shrill howls were mixed with layers upon layers of noise, as though something else were hidden inside that seemingly human shell. Several times, that thing tried to struggle free, only to be beaten back by Yu Sheng again and again.
After that, the cultist began trying to resist, or struggling to dodge. However, suppression devices had been installed or implanted throughout his body—even inside it—by the Special Operations Bureau. The restraint rings around his joints made it impossible for him to move very much, while the neural inhibitor inside his body made it difficult for him to focus on casting any spells.
Occasionally, the Angel Cultist's struggles became too violent, faintly breaking through the control of the restraint and suppression devices. At those times, Eileen would act. Her pitch-black threads could even control the terrifying Wolf Grandma and Hunger, which had been strengthened by the Dark Angel. Controlling a weak, bound human was naturally effortless.
After an unknown length of time, Yu Sheng finished beating him. He wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, carried the Tetanus Staff to the bed beside him, sat down, and nodded at Huli. "Heal him."
"Mm!"
Huli immediately agreed. She went over to the Angel Cultist, raised her hand, and sketched several profound and complex spell sigils in