Garrison City, especially the area that had once been the Black Market, was now completely deserted.
After the great battle, a great deal of weird energy still lingered there.
Logistics staff from the Aberration Association and workers from the Bureau of Special Affairs were clearing the scene.
Truckload after truckload of monster corpses was being transported away.
Zhou Tian stood outside the crater, overseeing the site.
He was preventing any Weird from being drawn over.
After all, these logistics staff were ordinary people and could not deal with Weird.
"Beep beep beep!"
They held detectors and scanned the area bit by bit. Whenever they found traces of weird energy, someone behind them would immediately dig into the ground with a shovel. Even the soil mixed with flesh and blood had to be removed.
Zhou Tian counted the black body bags the logistics staff carried onto the trucks.
Although this was the Black Market, not everyone there came from the Inner World.
There were also people with connections or money who had learned the Black Market's address and come here to buy things.
Although Wu had acted in time this time, and prevented all the ordinary people in the Black Market from turning into monsters, some had still been less fortunate.
After all, fate did not favor everyone.
Those who had been twisted beyond preserving even their last shred of humanity could no longer respond to Wu.
Zhou Tian watched the logistics staff carry corpses back and forth, his heart heavy.
Evil Deity believers...
Every sacrificial ritual was accompanied by immense bloodshed and death.
Zhou Tian's ears twitched, and he abruptly turned to look behind him.
The ground there was still pitted and scarred from the battle.
Was it an illusion?
He seemed to have heard something just now.
Zhou Tian