Wang Qing Lost Control Without Mercy

Although the Aberration Association had explicitly stated that containment of Weird entities was the highest priority.

When faced with such a choice, however, few people could make the correct decision rationally.

Flames ignited around Wang Qing's raised fist.

He brought it down with all his strength and conviction!

A root covered in burls was punched straight through.

The burning flames, coupled with the pain of its limb being pierced, made the Weird Tree howl again.

The creature inside that burl seemed to be suffering immense pain as well. After struggling in agony for a while, part of the burl's outer shell was damaged by the flames.

The creature inside seemed to use every ounce of strength it had, tearing open the shell trapping it and revealing a pair of hands.

Then came its body.

He groaned in pain. "You murderer!"

"Why didn't you save me? Why did you kill me?!"

He struggled desperately free, but immediately afterward, he vomited blood. Great mouthfuls of blood poured from his mouth.

That earlier strike had only caught him in the shockwave, but it was enough to shatter his internal organs.

After all, this was an attack from an S-class Contract Anomalist. Even with a layer of bark around him, it was not something an ordinary person like him could endure.

He glared fixedly at Wang Qing with intense hatred.

He had struggled so hard just to survive.

It was all this man's fault.

Filled with despair, unwillingness, and extreme hatred, he stopped breathing, dying with his eyes wide open.

All the logistics staff watching through the equipment's cameras fell silent.

The Western European officials present were equally silent.

Cold sweat beaded on their foreheads as they shifted uneasily in their seats.

From the language alone, they could tell that the dead man was