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Ninth Prince's house.

The underground shelter had high-level protection.

However, at this moment, it had turned into a snowy wasteland, in complete disarray.

Marcus Wood, half-human and half-fox, knelt on one knee with one hand planted on the ground.

As he raised his head, a fierce and beastly light gleamed in his eyes.

Watching the footage on the monitor, Lynn Smith anxiously asked, "Mayme Yale, what's happening to Marcus?"

Mayme Yale glanced at the data on the virtual screen, his expression grave.

"Ninth Prince hadn't fully evolved his abilities yet, but he prematurely exhausted himself, causing a mental disorder and violent outburst."

"What can we do?"

"For now, there's no solution."

If Ninth Prince's combat power was weaker, Mayme Yale could seek help from James Reed and the others.

They could forcefully suppress Ninth Prince.

However, as the most powerful Chief Commander in the entire universe, no one was his match.

Lynn Smith's face filled with despair.