After hearing You Xin's report, Mo Qiong could barely restrain himself from firing a missile straight at the Golden Apple from across the distance.
By now, Aether had been rampaging recklessly through the cities, carrying numerous Contained Objects and disregarding every taboo.
Several thousand people had died directly or indirectly at his hands.
This was what a former Containment Organization looked like after its fall.
Protection came from a sense of ownership. They treated the world as their home, and so they fought to protect her with their lives.
The former Brotherhood had carried that same sense of ownership, protecting ordinary people from harm by Contained Objects.
But as their power declined, they gradually stopped treating society as their home and started treating it as the Blue White Society's home instead.
The world treats me this way, so why should I keep foolishly obeying those ancient rules? Am I a masochist?
It was like a child one had once cherished suddenly deciding one day that she was someone else's child.
When one's convictions were not firm enough, that desire to protect would fade as well.
Aether had completely abandoned the dignity he once possessed as part of a Containment Organization, wantonly using Contained Objects to kill people.
He had even discarded the fig leaf of only targeting suspected Outsider Personnel, directly launching large-scale attacks against ordinary people.
"Stabilize the situation. Leave Aether to me. Seal the memories of everyone who knows that sentence or has seen the Golden Apple as quickly as possible!" Mo Qiong knew that even after the Golden Apple's memories were sealed, its divinity would still be activated, but he said it anyway.
"Of course. Hua Yin and I are already doing that," You Xin said.
Mo Qiong ended the call. Before he knew it, he had