"Of course, I know. Isn't that what makes it truly interesting?" Anenep let out a clattering laugh. "It'd be best if the source's Origin Power is infinitely strong. We just need to eliminate its will, right?"
"...You're far more ruthless than I am."
BUZZ... BUZZ... BUZZ...
At that moment, a black trophy in a corner of the laboratory began to ring.
"Who would dare contact us at a time like this? Let me see which bastard wants to become a test subject..."
Anenep pressed the communicator's button. Light and shadow flickered, and a skull—not identical to theirs, but made of the same material—appeared.
"Tsk." Anenep looked at the head, seemingly disappointed at losing an opportunity for a free test subject. He sighed. "Boras, it's your good student, Josue. He's looking for you."
Boras had also noticed the caller. He walked calmly to the communicator and waited silently for the other party to speak.
