Feathers growing out of his body could only mean that the chances the figure on the ground had once been the receptionist were even higher.
It was difficult to grasp the rules in a spacetime fallacy, but faced with the bizarre changes before him, Fu Qian had still managed to reach a fairly solid conclusion.
However he looked at it, this had something to do with the esteemed Chief Judge. Though this time, there had been no sanity-draining attack.
Certain elements belonging to a Higher Being were corroding this research facility in a subtler, yet deeper way. On the surface, it seemed like a positive development.
At least the esteemed Chief Judge hadn't just checked in once, settled the karma, and disappeared for good.
Roar—
The hunt hadn't taken much longer to reach its end.
Another cry of pain rang out, seemingly mingled with a hint of relief.
The victim's already deformed skull was pierced through its weakest point, tearing out even more gray feathers.
And the Murderous Weapon used was no more than an iron spike picked up from nearby.
Given the victim's rather average physical strength, it hadn't taken much force to do that.
But to find such a tool and seize an opportunity in the midst of that pitch-dark struggle showed that the candidate had performed exceptionally well.
"Very good. Thank you for giving him release."
As he watched blood and feathers quickly blend into a single lump, Fu Qian didn't hold back his praise. He gave the candidate high marks, then called out again.
"Come with me. It's just ahead."
He hadn't come away unscathed. The fight had made the hunter's movements even more difficult.
Fu Qian was very patient about it, still walking a short distance before stopping to wait.
And the other man