What the hell was this guy up to?

Sarah rushed to the central hall, only to discover that the central monitor began streaming footage from other areas.

People in those regions had started to die one after the other, meeting their ends in gruesfashion.

Panic gripped the researchers in the hall; everyone was asking.

"What in the world is going on? What's this guy up to?"

"He's unleashed all the subjects meant to be weapons. Damn it! We're all gonna die here! We've done too many dirty deeds, and

now it's payback time."

"The modified subjects are going to slaughter us all."

Philip propped his chin in his hand, watching the screens with a fascinated gaze. Isaac, who should've been in charge of the

surveillance room, was now bound hand and foot, sitting on the floor to one side.

Phil stood in front of her, gripping a sharp dagger in his hand. He didn't know what Philip was planning, but he was ready to back

him up, no matter what.

Isaac was getting on in years but had aged well. Now, she watched Philip's actions in shock. Not only had he released the test

subjects, but he had also injected them with a drug that made them frenzied.

Though these subjects weren't as formidable as Subject 8, their ferocity and agility were terrifying.

To these killing machines, the researchers were enemies, targets to be eliminated without mercy.

Had Philip lost his mind? This could destroy the entire base.

slightly again, and Philip felt it too. He looked at Isaac with a

don't bring this place down, it's going to be destroyed soon. Haven't you noticed?

the earthquake coming. When exactly? Who can

timing, but also perfect. I don't want

mouth gagged, she couldn't

stood for many years; surely they knew how to withstand

base could

smile as he observed the researchers being slain. He had never felt

as a child when he tormented small creatures. As long as he saw

he'd feel fulfilled, a satisfaction that no one else could provide for

were no different from those small creatures in his

eyes were too excited, fixated on the

told everyone that nothing could

had access to all the drugs within the base, and he could monitor the subjects at

where lan might be hiding. Phil, holding the dagger, asked curiously,

we kill the

the table? Administer it

"Alright."

did he plead for mercy for anyone. He grabbed the vial from the table, pulled

and began to pour the

the moment

you lost your mind? Do you have any idea what you're doing? Do you

you destroy this place, even if you get out, you'll be hunted down by a slew of people.

chairman, you have such a

the container next to him and splashed its contents over her. The corrosive drug

skin, threatening to make

aware of the base's lack of conscience and

and ruthlessly. He was determined to

man who feared nothing was the most dangerous

screams, his attention still fixed on

you for helpingbecchairman. It seems you have even more power than Sarah,

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