"It can move through any networked device, absorb data, influence or even control the flow of information, spread mental contamination, and create illusions. In theory, if it becomes powerful enough, it could even trigger a global network collapse and widespread panic." David said.
"But it is also a double-edged sword. If we can control it absolutely, it will be the ultimate tool for building the Demon Hunter Guild's internal network, conducting encrypted communications, and even monitoring supernatural events around the world."
He stared fixedly at Wu Heng. "I'm giving it to you because I believe that perhaps only you are capable of dealing with it."
"But I must stress this again: try it here, in this place without a network. If you feel that you cannot control it absolutely, I suggest that you destroy it completely—immediately, right here!"
"Under no circumstances can we let it escape!"
Wu Heng did not answer at once.
He slowly walked over to the stone platform, reached out, and lightly ran a finger across the cold surface of the jar. He could sense the restless, strange consciousness within, one filled with the qualities of data.
"A very interesting creation." The corner of Wu Heng's mouth lifted in an almost imperceptible curve. "Perfect. I can use it to test its new abilities."
Before his words had even faded, the shadow behind Wu Heng writhed and swelled like a living thing.
The next moment, the three-meter-tall puppet evil spirit appeared soundlessly, radiating a cold metallic sheen and ominous evil spirit energy.
Its intricate joint structure, the metallic patterns coursing with dark red energy, and the dozens of tentacles swaying faintly through the air as though they could tear souls apart instantly filled the small stone chamber.
David Xavier, whose senses had become extraordinarily sharp after gaining demonic