Wilbur was furious. He threw the fast-spinning metal ball to the ground, and it instantly exploded into countless fragments that shot out in all directions. Over a hundred people died in the blink of an eye.


    The frontlines of the military base were empty at that moment. Wilburnded from above and walked into the military camp casually. He then encountered over a thousand soldiers with enhanced muscles, their eyes werepletely white. Without warning, they started sprinting toward Wilbur in a frenzy.


    "Night Demons?" Wilbur mumbled to himself.


    He was rather surprised because it was still the middle of the day, after all. Nheless, the soldiers before him exhibited traits of the Night Demons. Only an enraged Night Demon would turn its eyes white.


    Usually, the Night Demon virus would not cause the muscle structure of its host to change, so it was clear that these Night Demons were modified into a new virus. Wilbur was afraid that if the Night Demon virus went out of control, it would only cause endless troubles in the future.


    Dale wasughing maniacally in the office and said, "Oh, Wilbur, you''ll never guess how many people are willing to inject themselves with the Night Demon serum. The potential the serum gives them is sufficient to turn them into killing machines. They''ll tear you apart no matter how powerful you are!"


    Moda once had aboratory in the middle of the desert. They ran an experiment to pit two hundred enhanced soldiers against a Sanctuary level cultivator. The Sanctuary level cultivator was torn to pieces by the Night Demons within five minutes.


    Dale had a thousand enhanced soldiers that he nned to use against the infected Kosanto inhabitants in case the Night Demon operation turned on the Moda military. However, the operation was not going as nned and he had to use them against Wilbur instead.


    Dale estimated that Wilbur would be torn to shreds within a minute. He did not feel like it was a losing battle. To him, Wilbur was just a cultivator, after all. Moreover, information on what happened the night before was ryed to the Moda military headquarters.


    Dale believed that Moda''s government would take that into consideration. If he could kill Wilbur here, then this operation would not be considered a failure. In fact, they would consider it a victory.


    Dale was feeling a victorious pride at that moment. Smith also stood by the side with a victorious smile on his face. Suddenly, a loud explosion could be heard outside. When Dale rushed out of the room, he saw the military base engulfed in a sea of mes.


    "Huh? What?"


    Dale backed away. He did not expect the military base he spent so much time managing to be burnt to the ground.


    Countless screams could be heard before eventually fading away into silence.


    Wilbur came down from above,nding right in front of Dale. He pressed the de of the thunder cleaver hand against Dale''s neck and said, "This madness ends now, General."


    Dale felt his eye twitch. He shut his eyes and said, "Kill me."


    Wilbur said, "You''re a talented man. Are you willing to die like that?"


    Dale opened his eyes and replied, "You bested me, but you''re not their match. If you''re willing to listen to my suggestion, I hope you don''t interfere in this."


    Wilbur put down his thunder cleaver and said, "You don''t want me to interfere in this. Are you telling me to stand by and watch as the Night Demon operation esctes into an international issue? Do you know how many innocent people will die? Do those innocent people deserve to die?"


    Dale pondered for a moment and replied, "I can tell you where theboratory is. However, there will be someone in your way. No one can stop this if he doesn''t die."


    Wilbur frowned and asked, "Who is it?"