An Extra’s POV

Phobio arrived in the parlor, a glamorously furnished place that made him nothing short of a nobleman.

No one would ever expect such a room like this to exist deep within the mountains.

And yet…

"Let's find out what happened, shall we?" As he muttered this, he went to a corner of the room where a mirror was hung on the wall.

He took a minute or two to observe his handsome face and his perfect body. He was extremely gorgeous, and even his 'tool' down there was too large to be true.

Many women had testified to this.

It was only after checking himself out a couple of times that Phobio reminded himself that he had come to the mirror for an important purpose.

… Besides checking out his body, of course.

"Show me what's going on outside." As Phobio said this, the mirror stopped reflecting him, instead displaying the havoc that was ensuing within the warehouse.

'They're all fleeing, eh? Interesting…'

There were a couple thousand workers that lived and worked in the KariBlanc Eastern Warehouse; and this was the count after he had executed a few hundred to serve as examples to the rest.

After taking control of this place, the rules were pretty simple.

The workers would work in exchange for their lives.

They weren't getting paid—at least, not in cash. Still, that didn't mean they could do shoddy work or desert their work posts.

"Looks like I'll have to teach them a lesson."

He placed a hand on the mirror and muttered a few words.

"Activate the emergency trap."

The moment he said this, the mirror glowed bright crimson, and what soon followed were screams of chaos and death.

When he took over, he—with the help of a colleague—installed arrows more than three times the total number of workers within the Warehouse.

placed them on the ceiling of the path that led to the other end of the emergency exit—that is,

served as workers didn't stand a chance even

a result… a massacre

workplace…" He whispered, smiling as he could

thousands of

to get new workers. Well, it

speaking, Phobio

just do what he wanted to do; the same as he

Mercenary Gang was for that purpose, and he knew just how valuable he was to them,

had a

as rare as

wasn't among the Deadly Three was because he simply didn't

recognized as the strongest within the Mercenary Gang meant more responsibility, and Phobio

fun with women, and jerk himself off

in the future, but for now… he didn't really want much

I never found out the source of the

it seemed all the workers were dead, but Phobio suspected that a few could

from the poison. I'll just extract information from them before I eliminate

would be honest with him if he didn't offer an incentive, so he decided to lie that he would save

Now then… let's

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as his

to a halt once he reached the pool of blood that

slowly began to gravitate towards him, and into the sphere that stood beside

drained from the ground and

result, only lifeless husks with pale skin littered his

murmured, slapping

at the emaciated corpses, an expression of

of you just hang on until

weren't like him

special, even from the

I'll have

massive clearing

a prickling sensation behind him, so he quickly turned and looked in the direction of the only other living entity in