"Where do you want to go, boss?"

"You think you're very cool with that move."

"But let me ask you, where is Prometheus?"

"If you can't answer, sorry..."

"I can't approve."

Oedipus looked at the pitiful angel in front of him and smiled cunningly.

In order to contribute to Prometheus' research, Oedipus volunteered to join the self-defense force of the research institute.

Demons like this, who couldn't figure out the situation, were captured two or three times a week.

For the experimental angels, it was very dangerous for them to escape unless the researchers took them out for research.

Once caught, they would be marked as demons for life.

If they had research value, it was fine, but if they didn't, they would be eliminated immediately.

This shifty creature in front of him was the same.

"Chomp, chomp, chomp."

"Come over here, sister."

Oedipus tore open the beef jerky in his hand and crouched down.

Gently shaking the beef jerky, Oedipus enticed the nearby shifty creature.

In the grand plan, the researchers had made numerous attempts.

They not only implanted human memories in angels.

In order to control the angels, they even implanted them with animal memories, and even memories of another angel.

"Good... that's right, good girl."

Oedipus looked at the hesitant shifty creature that was slowly being tempted over. She slowly placed the piece of meat on the ground and took a few steps back.

"Woof, woof..."

The shifty creature hesitated as it looked at the meat on the ground, crouched down, and was about to reach the meat.

"Well, such a good shifty creature."

"Is the Altria family doing well this year?"

As Oedipus retreated, he chanted a spell in his mind, calculating the moment when the shifty creature would enter his range for a kill shot.

"Shall I go?"

To Oedipus's surprise, the shifty creature suddenly opened its terrifying giant mouth.

It was a mouth several times larger than its own body.

In an instant, the shifty creature swallowed the piece of meat, along with a large piece of the cement ground it was on.

After eating the meat, the shifty creature immediately ran away.

"How dare you trick me!"

Oedipus angrily grabbed the nearby street sign, and with one forceful pull, pulled it out of the ground.

The sinister cut on the street sign emitted a cruel light.

"I'll use this to cut off your head."

"Heya!"

The flying street sign was like a bullet.

The sharp edge of the round disc plunged straight into the shifty creature's body, splitting its hind half into two.

A scream of agony rang out as countless hot and black blood burst out from the shifty creature's body.

The petroleum-like hot black blood spilled all over the ground.

However, even so, the shifty creature continued to run with its broken spine, heading in the opposite direction, leaving Oedipus wide-eyed.

What was even more unbelievable was that it was still running fast.

"Huh?"

Without time for further astonishment, Oedipus watched the bizarre and nauseating creature disappear into the distance, and quickly chased after it.

Chasing after the bloodstains, Oedipus hurriedly arrived at a corner next to a mailbox.

The bloodstains stopped here.

The false sunlight of the laboratory poured down from the fluorescent lights on the high walls.

Shining on the mailbox in front of Oedipus.

A fiery red fox was lazily lying on the mailbox, with its two small hands kicking inside its furry chest.

It narrowed its eyes, as if dreaming, shaking its ears sweetly and resting its sleepy face on its arms.

The slightly upturned corners of its long beast mouth seemed to be smiling, making people unconsciously want to coax and rub it.

"Beezelbub, still sleeping."

"Where are the people? I'm asking you, where are the people?"

"My disciple... Where is my angel?"

This research institute assigned grades to all the contained angels.

Containment Grade Five is the highest, and Containment Grade One is the lowest.

The more dangerous, the higher the containment grade.

The higher the containment grade, the less likely they are to be released.

But the safety of this angel does not mean its power is insignificant.

Angels like Beezelbub and Mostima, who have immense power but containment grade one, can also be released to play at the appropriate time.

"Hmph..."

Beezelbub softly snorted, furrowing its humanized brows, seemingly annoyed by Oedipus' interruption of its beautiful dream.

"You made the bloodstains disappear here. Did you eat them?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Oedipus suddenly became a little scared.

Although it was containment grade one, Beezelbub's magical power is equivalent to the total magic power of one hundred thousand elite magicians.

If he provokes it, it would not be surprising if it directly sent the research institute flying into the sky.

Beezelbub extended its claw, its flower-like paw trembling slightly.

It lazily opened its nails and scratched the mailbox, then yawned sleepily.

"Has Li Zaigan gone to the realm of gods and demons?"

Oedipus tilted his head curiously, looking at the lazy Beezelbub.

Suddenly, nine tentacle-like tails extended from behind Beezelbub and plunged into the corners of the mailbox, tearing the iron mailbox under its feet into pieces.

Black blood poured out of the mailbox like an explosion.

A figure covered in broken flesh and blood desperately ran out and fled towards a nearby building full of technology.

"What, hiding in the mailbox."

"Come out, Beezelbub!"

"Use the million-ton strike!"

Beezelbub elegantly landed on the ground and rolled its eyes at Oedipus.

After a fox-like shrill cry, several tentacles, like tornadoes, burst into flames and shot at the fleeing hoodlum with precision.

However, the immense force of the tentacles instantly tore the back half of the hoodlum into pieces, allowing the hoodlum to escape by losing its tail.

Far in the distance, the hoodlum used its two small forelegs and the extended tentacles on its back to swiftly escape into the building.

Watching the hoodlum disappear from view, Oedipus stomped his feet in anger.

"Damn it, you..."

Beezelbub squatted on the ground, shrugged helplessly, and began licking his fur.

"Oh no, if my mom finds out that I put the containment in the material analysis room, she will definitely scold me harshly!"

Before Oedipus could finish speaking, Pandora walked out of the laboratory with only half of her body left, holding a hooked tool.

"I already know," Pandora, wearing a white coat, said with a handsome young man behind her, wearing a helpless smile.

The hooked tool stuck out its tongue, its eyes rolling, and it seemed to be in bad shape.

"Little Oedipus, your angels have been used for experiments."

"You can't use magic either."

"I told you not to do such dangerous work a long time ago."

"But you didn't listen."

After saying that, Pandora threw the hooked tool on the ground and stomped on it until it turned into mush.

"Being in the Self-Defense Force is a very dangerous job."

"Not only does it require strength, but also keen eyesight."

"Otherwise, how can you distinguish angels pretending to be familiar people around you?"

"Do you think you have this ability?"

Pandora pouted unhappily and didn't give Oedipus a good face.

Prometheus, beside them, quickly walked up to Oedipus and whispered a few words of comfort.

"Mom, Prometheus..."

Looking at the two people who cared for him in different ways,

Oedipus... Oops, Lucifer felt warm in his heart.

He decided to torment them a little less when doomsday arrived.