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At that moment...

The first grenade Eren had thrown landed directly above Sloan's head, its round shape catching his eye immediately.

Again?

The instant he saw the high-explosive grenade, Sloan's face twitched involuntarily.

At this point, Sloan utterly loathed these infernal grenades.

However...

Faced with the threat to his life, Sloan had no choice but to force his body upright, scrambling and rolling towards the other side of the cover with all his might.

Yet, as Sloan continued rolling away...

One grenade after another kept appearing in his line of sight as if summoned out of nowhere.

Seeing the grenades seemingly about to drown him, Sloan's eyes filled with despair.

"No..."

As fiery explosions erupted one after another, thick smoke from the grenades engulfed Sloan's figure.

And with the final, deafening explosion, Sloan's body was obliterated, torn into countless bloody fragments that rained across the area.

"Ha! I was about to leave, but you just had to insist on keeping me here. Now look what happened—lost your life for it!"

Behind the clown mask, Eren grinned maliciously as he watched the last traces of Sloan's presence disappear from his spiritual vision.

Next...

Eren deliberately took another round through the textile factory.

Using his Threads of Malice, he devoured anyone still clinging to life, ensuring that there were no survivors left in the blood-soaked factory.

Only after confirming the place was devoid of any life did Eren leave the factory, now echoing with the faint wail of approaching sirens. A glass container in hand, he quickly disappeared into the night.

Outside the Textile Factory

After realizing Eren had vanished, Gwen was consumed by anxiety and worry.

Under the weight of those emotions, she even managed to break through Eren's implanted mental suggestion, cautiously approaching the factory entrance.

Just as she was about to step through the main gate...

A slender yet surprisingly strong arm suddenly grabbed Gwen, pulling her away at a full sprint.

Startled, Gwen almost screamed, but Eren quickly covered her mouth with his other hand.

Nearly dragging Gwen for dozens of meters, Eren pulled her back to their previous hiding spot before releasing her and whispering harshly, "Are you out of your mind? Why were you heading in there? Didn't I tell you to stay put and not come out?"

Seeing it was Eren who had grabbed her, Gwen, who had nearly been scared to death, snapped back irritably, "I was worried about you! You vanished out of nowhere. If I weren't worried, I wouldn't have gone anywhere near that place!"

Eren rolled his eyes.

"Thanks, I guess."

Having barely escaped through the partially collapsed underground tunnel—which he had sealed with pre-planted explosives—Eren had returned to find Gwen creeping toward the factory entrance, breaking through the mental suggestion he had left on her earlier.

Did she think the horrors inside the textile factory were something she could handle?

Setting down the container he carried, Eren wasted no time rushing forward to grab Gwen and haul her back.

"Don't change the subject! Where did you go? I almost thought you—" Gwen began to question him, but Eren cut her off, pointing to the glass container on the ground.

"When you were on the phone earlier, I noticed someone running out of the factory carrying several containers like this. He looked terrified, probably spooked by the gunfire. One of the containers fell, but he didn't even stop to pick it up—just bolted."

"I went back to grab it," Eren said nonchalantly.

Gwen frowned at the grimy container. "You're crazy! What if it's dangerous?"

Eren shrugged.

"I don't know if it's dangerous. What I do know is that you'd regret it if I didn't take it. My intuition told me that whatever's in this container is exactly what Helen needs."

"What? Are you saying this is—" Gwen stared at the filthy container in disbelief.

"Of course! Why else would I bring it back? Oh, and one more thing—you cannot tell your dad about this. If you do, they'll definitely confiscate it. And if they do, Helen's scars will..."

Before Eren could finish, Gwen caught his meaning and nodded firmly.

...

At the Textile Factory

Unsurprisingly, the first officers to arrive were from the 13th Precinct, led by George himself, who had rushed over immediately after getting his daughter's call.

Seeing Gwen and Eren unharmed brought visible relief to George.

But after calming down, George scolded his daughter harshly before assigning a female officer to escort both Gwen and Eren away from the scene.

The deafening explosions earlier had even shocked George as he drove over, and he had no intention of letting his daughter be anywhere near such a dangerous place.

...

Outside the Textile Factory

The officers who arrived stared at the battered textile factory, which looked like it had been through a small war.

Drawing their weapons in unison, they remained on high alert.

"George, the SWAT team's here," said Vinny, clad in a bulletproof vest and helmet, as an NYPD armored vehicle pulled up.

George nodded and addressed the officers around him. "The criminals we're dealing with here are extremely dangerous. Proceed with utmost caution."

"Yes, sir!"

Under the SWAT team's lead, a dozen officers advanced toward the factory, shields raised.

But despite their tense approach, no attacks came.

Instead, the scene that greeted them inside was far worse than expected.

Corpses lay scattered everywhere—human and rodent alike—blood pooling so heavily it formed streams across the floor.

The overwhelming stench of blood hit them like a wave, leaving even the most seasoned officers nauseated.

(End of Chapter)

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