They couldn't exactly say Fu Zhang had lost control because he'd accidentally been affected by an Anomaly Artifact below A-class, could they?
It felt like saying that would only make the Executor seem even less impressive.
So Fu Zeyu had no way to refute it.
"Let's find him first."
A runaway Executor, one of the strongest among SSS-class Contract Anomalists—just thinking about it was terrifying.
"Let's hope he hasn't completely lost his mind."
There might not even be any civilization left in this world.
But what if there were still a few lingering sparks?
Only for Fu Zhang, having lost his sanity, to snuff them all out with a single bolt of lightning.
Then Fu Zhang would have committed a grave sin.
Wiping out a civilization—even as an Executor, he would probably face severe punishment.
The group continued onward.
What lifted their spirits was the sight of signs of human activity ahead.
This road had been built exceptionally well. At the very least, it was far smoother than the other bumpy dirt paths, and it bore many relatively fresh wheel tracks.
There were also footprints left behind by pedestrians.
They were clearly visible, apparently left not long ago.
Following the main road onward, they saw a fairly large city in the distance.
A moat dozens of meters wide had been dug around the city gates.
Unless mutated monsters happened to be aquatic creatures, most would be unable to get close because of the river.
Quite a few armored soldiers stood watch atop the city gates.
Perhaps that was why there were still living people in this city.
Shattered Soul stood at the edge of the woods, his figure concealed by the shadows beneath the trees so that the soldiers on the distant walls would not spot him.
There was no