Millennium Witch.

Chapter 59 - 59 - Instant Kill of Everyone
Upon hearing Eileen's voice, a complex emotion flickered in the giant wolf's pained eyes. Soon, the light of the magic circuit appeared on its body, and its body began to shrink, transforming from a giant wolf the size of a van into a tall, thin man.

Perhaps as part of his ability, he retained a layer of jet-black wolf hair on his body, covering most of the area, and was not completely naked.

Yvette stood to the side, silently observing the werewolf killer's face. Without a doubt, this was Tennyson Norton, a dark-haired young man with deep-set eyes.

However, his eyes looked strange at the moment, sometimes blank and sometimes clear, as if he was fighting for control with his second personality.

"Tennyson, what happened? Why are you like this?" Eileen asked anxiously.

Tennyson opened his mouth as if to say something, but the next second, he suddenly clutched his throat and struggled violently. After Yvette pulled his hands away, he murmured in a daze, "Kill me...please...kill me..."

Eileen was stunned. She had finally caught Tennyson, but she never expected his request to be this. It sounded as if... he was acting against his will.

"You can't control yourself?" Yvette could hear the pain and struggle in his words.

“I…I am…no, I can’t say…” Tennyson gasped for breath, staring at the ground. After a long while, he finally whispered, “Kill me…it’s the only outcome I can control…”

Yvette's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she roughly understood why the giant wolf hadn't dodged or fled, but instead fought her to the death.

Did he have a death wish from the very beginning?
Eileen pressed on, "Why? Was it the Scaled Creatures? Did they force you?"

Tennyson did not answer, silently looking at the ground, but it was clear that as long as he did not express a negative attitude, it could be taken as an affirmation.

"Are you afraid to say it, unwilling to say it, or... unable to say it?" Yvette asked.

These are the three directions she gave: not daring to speak means fear, not wanting to speak means hardship, and being unable to speak is another matter. Compared to the previous two, this is more like a forced shackle, but what exactly that shackle is remains unknown.

“I can’t say…” Tennyson remained silent for a long time before saying softly, “I’m just a… testing tool… I can’t say anything…”

It's hard to say. It seems there really are special constraints. No wonder Lintui Biotechnology dared to let him roam freely in the outside world, killing people everywhere... Testing tools—that's the strongest possible implication...

Yvette understood, but she didn't intend to actually take action. She planned to send Tennyson to the AJSP, firstly in exchange for the $100 million bounty, and secondly, perhaps in this situation, it would actually protect him.

After all, Erin's "Byrd News" is a media outlet belonging to the "Black Tower" system, and it's inherently at odds with Lintui Biotechnology. The werewolf killer is headline news, so there's no shortage of traffic. Combining the two, even if Tennyson has to spend the rest of his life in prison, it's better than continuing to be controlled by Lintui Biotechnology and becoming a cruel serial killer.

But just as she made that decision, the sound of footsteps approached from afar.

She looked up and saw more figures appearing in front of and behind the road, each one radiating magical light. Their expressions were blank and indifferent, as if they were all like Tennyson.

Eileen covered her mouth in horror. She had obviously understood the meaning of the glowing patterns on these people, but the key point was that there were more than a dozen enemies!
If so many people were like Tennyson, how could Miss Nameless protect her, no matter how strong she was?

"Hehe..." Then, accompanied by a round of clapping, the werewolf assassins made way for a middle-aged man in a white coat to walk over. He looked at the three people in front of him and said, "It's unbelievable that a young mercenary who has just started out could defeat a 'beast warrior' like this. Miss Nameless, who exactly are you?"

Yvette stared expressionlessly at the middle-aged man before her. She immediately searched online and obtained his information. She said, "Hewlett Sean, bioengineering consultant for Lintui Biotechnology, and professor of runic biology at Agathe University?"

“That’s right.” The middle-aged man nodded without hesitation, pushed up his glasses, and revealed his thick arms covered with rune marks.

"You're researching... the ability to turn humans into beasts? Tennyson Norton was your test subject?" Yvette asked.

“Although it’s obvious, Miss Nameless, or rather, Miss Yvette Theon… if you ask me this, wouldn’t it be unfair of me to have to answer?” Hewlett said with a smile.

Yvette frowned slightly, then heard the other person continue, "How about you answer one question for me, and I'll answer one for you? We'll do an equal exchange."

"What are you asking?"

"Um, my first question is... are you Zero?"

A deathly silence filled the air. Looking at Hewlett's strange gaze, Yvette's first reaction was one of bewilderment.

She asked, "What is number zero?"

"You're not Zero?" Hewlett was somewhat surprised to see the genuine confusion in Yvette's eyes. He then asked, "How old are you this year?"

"That's the second question."

"Alright, alright... Go ahead and ask your question."

"Answer my question: Are you researching the ability of humans to transform into beasts?"

"Unfortunately, the answer to that question is no. Beast warriors' abilities are not within my research scope; I was just testing them as an afterthought," Hewlett said with a slight smile.

Yvette, speculating on the veracity of these words, said calmly, "My age is 16."

After answering, she continued, "What experiments did you conduct on Tennyson Norton?"

"This is a technology still in testing. I'd probably call it 'Soul Protocol.' This technology allows us to input specific commands into a living organism, much like inputting a low-level protocol into the core of the mind, to effectively restrain those originally unruly biological weapons. You can imagine the application of this technology, such as cultivating powerful war behemoths. By imprinting the same content into the behemoths, similar to the 'Three Laws of Mechanical Puppets,' they will always prioritize humans and obey orders like puppets... What a perfect technology! Just thinking about it is exciting, isn't it?"

It's clear that Hewlett is very passionate about his research, as he spoke at length.

"Like hypnosis or cognitive modification?" Yvette asked.

"No, no, no, the difference is huge. The power of the Soul Protocol lies in the fact that it uses the spirit as an anchor to influence the memory and the body. For example, using this technology, even if I don't make any changes to my understanding of the test subjects, I can still lock their 'beastification' ability, and turning it on and off only requires setting a 'safety word'."

Hewlett immediately added with regret: "Of course, as a technology in the testing phase, it still has many problems and is difficult to leave the laboratory. It may be a century before it is truly applied on a large scale."

Using spirits as anchors? Yvette's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly said, "You've also colluded with the Holy Spirit Cult?"

Her words were merely a test, but to her surprise, a strange smile appeared on Hewlett's face. He said, "Miss Nameless, your insight is truly frightening. To realize so quickly that this is a technology based on soul runes."

Then, without directly answering the question about the Holy Spirit Cult, he said, "Alright, it's my turn to ask a question. Miss Nameless, according to our investigation, you and a blonde little girl appeared and disappeared on Ish Island, vanishing in four years. Where did you go during that time?"

“I’ve been hiding for a while.” Yvette naturally wouldn’t tell the truth, so she gave a perfunctory answer and continued to ask, “What is this number zero you’re talking about?”

"Hehehe... Zero, and Number One, aren't they you and your blond-haired companion?"

Hewlett said something that left Yvette completely bewildered, then gave what he thought was a friendly smile and said, "Miss Nameless, I hope you can cooperate with me. The company has goodwill towards you and Number One. Whatever you want, the company can provide it. Just ask... Why not cooperate for a win-win situation?"

“You’ve mistaken me for someone else. I don’t know what Zero and Number One are, nor do I know what this cooperation you’re talking about is. I’m still waiting for you to explain it to me,” Yvette said expressionlessly.

"You...really not?" Hewlett hesitated, muttering to himself, "Although the age doesn't match, who else could it be but you..."

Then his expression turned cold, and he said, "Whether it is or not, the result is the same, Miss Anonymous. The company is sincere towards you, and I am also sincere, which is why I am willing to talk to you so much. If you refuse to cooperate non-violently, then I will have no choice but to use some means."

……

These words immediately sent a chill through the room.

Miss Eileen's heart leaped into her throat as she nervously looked around, thinking that if a conflict broke out, she and Tennyson would surely die.
Miss Wuming seems to have a mysterious identity and possesses great power, so she'll definitely be fine. But what about her? What about Tennyson? Won't he be silenced by the Qilin creature?

Then Eileen heard Yvette say, "We can discuss it. You can let them both leave first, and once Miss Eileen and Tennyson Norton are out of sight, I'll talk to you about this."

“Miss No Name…” Eileen couldn’t help but call out, deeply moved.

Clearly, in her opinion, with Miss Wuming's strength, she would definitely have a chance to escape if she wanted to, but she actually chose to take care of her employer first!

What kindness!
What a strong sense of contractual spirit!

Of course, she knew she was a burden, so she didn't waste any more words. She pulled Tennyson along and walked step by step towards the end of the dimly lit road, while secretly calling the police to call AJSP to come quickly and stop the evil corporation from kidnapping people on the street.

……

Miss Eileen walked rather slowly, but fortunately, Tennyson still had some strength left. After transforming into a giant wolf, he carried her far away and disappeared at the end of the dark highway.

Seeing this, Hewlett showed no particular expression. He didn't care whether Eileen called the police or not, because he had already taken some measures beforehand to ensure that AJSP would arrive very slowly.

He said, "Now that the irrelevant people have left, shouldn't we, Miss Anonymous, also leave?"

"Is that so?" Yvette said expressionlessly. "What if I refuse?"

“That will be a little troublesome,” Hewlett sneered. “But I still hope you won’t continue to test my patience. Although I will guarantee your safety, that doesn’t mean the process can be a little rough…”

He stopped speaking there because he suddenly noticed that the whites of the unnamed woman's eyes had turned completely black.

Against the backdrop of darkness, the two dark red pupils seemed to glow with a striking red light, like a demon god suddenly awakened, exuding a chilling and evil aura.

“You…” Hewlett’s heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, as if some kind of danger-sensing system had been triggered.

But soon, he felt something was off. As a senior advisor to Lintui Biotechnology, and a powerful mage himself with many hidden weapons, he wasn't without trump cards, so why was he so nervous?
But before he could continue threatening, the next second he saw the silver-haired girl's beautiful, long silver hair, which reflected a shimmering halo of light, suddenly twist and dance wildly like a group of snakes!

Then these strands of hair suddenly stretched out, and in the blink of an eye, they pierced the heads of every beast warrior around them, leaving a small hole on their foreheads from which blood seeped out, and they collapsed limply.

Hewlett's pupils contracted sharply.

Instant kill?

Everyone was wiped out instantly?!
At this moment, the abilities this girl displayed were completely different from the methods she used to violently defeat the werewolf killer, and far exceeded Hewlett's imagination!

"You...you...how could this be..."

Watching the beast warriors fall like straw, Hewlett felt a chill run down his spine.

He is clearly among the top tier of mages worldwide, belonging to the strongest 5%.

But at this moment, facing these silver hairs with their eerie piercing ability, he felt a fear he hadn't experienced in years, to the point that even the prosthetic body beneath his clothes couldn't give him a sense of security.

As the silver-haired girl with black eyes and red pupils approached, exuding an aura like that of an evil god, Hewlett trembled and backed away, excitedly saying, "This isn't human! You...you really are Zero!! You still say you're not!!"

Then he turned around and thought of flying. His cybernetic body spread out from under his clothes, like Iron Man's nanotech armor, gradually condensing into a dark blue suit.

But the silver strands of hair quickly wrapped around it, like the devil reaching out his hand.

They tethered the leg armor of the battle suit and dragged it down. Hewlett, now in his blue armored warrior form, crashed to the ground like a kite with a broken string. He then struggled to crawl forward, but was still dragged to the girl's front by the silver hair.

"Let go of me! You witch!!" As the beautiful yet terrifying face drew closer, Hewlett screamed, like a helpless girl about to be dragged into an alley by thugs.

He immediately released several rune rings, each with a crimson energy pulse, which blasted towards the silver-haired girl.

This was a 10-level military-grade spell, powerful enough to threaten military vehicles, yet it was intercepted by the silver-white hair without exception, unleashing ripples of violent explosions.

This unbelievable scene terrified Hewlett, making him feel as if he were in a nightmare.

(End of this chapter)