Chapter 408: The Hatching

**Thelma Zane’s Perspective** The wounds inflicted on the wanderers by our arrows and bullets showed no sign of stopping their regeneration. This eerie healing was one of the vile tricks of the dark forces. To truly defeat them, we had to go beyond mere physical damage and purge the evil energy that sustained them. Every soldier under my command had already been infused with the protective power of the New Flow. This not only shielded them from corruption but also served as a tool for counterattack. The New Flow could, if used correctly, devour the malicious energy infecting the bodies of these mutated wanderers. The closer our soldiers got to the enemy, the more effectively they could combat the corruption. As our forces charged forward, the enemy appeared to realize that their mindless struggles were futile. They shifted tactics, now taking defensive stances, their grotesque forms crouched in readiness. The battle was imminent, and tension hung thick in the air. The advan