The Decisive Battle

Over the next few days, Duanmu Hu and Mary took a good rest. They no longer went around fighting Ghouls, but instead traveled about enjoying the sights—not because they did not want to cause trouble for the Ghouls, but because most of them had already vanished without a trace.

Of course, they had not all been killed. The Inquisition's warships had been monitoring the Ghouls' movements all this time and discovered that nearly all of them had gone underground. Well, that was naturally good news for Duanmu Hu. So he was waiting now, waiting for all those Ghouls to hide underground of their own accord before wiping them out in one fell swoop. Before that... there was no harm in doing a little sightseeing, right?

But for the Ghouls who had gone deep underground, this was a disaster.

Every district had its own Ghoul groups. Over the years, they had divided up their territories, occupying their own patches of land and living there like gangs, each leaving the others alone.

However, the recent movements had forced these Ghouls to leave their original territories and pour into the underground 24th District, creating an extremely serious crisis. After all, the 24th District also had its own local Ghoul groups. With so many Ghouls suddenly coming underground from the surface, it was obvious that there would not be enough resources.

Thus, they had no choice but to begin fighting over resources and killing one another.

After all, there were no humans underground. Ghouls could not survive without eating humans. In the past, the underground Ghouls would sneak up to the surface to capture a few people for food, but with so many Ghouls now... capturing a few would probably not be enough. They might need to catch hundreds, or even more.

But would