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.

the ground trembled slightly again, and Philip felt it too. He

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

have been restless recently. They can sense the earthquake coming. When exactly? Who can say.

Terrible timing, but also perfect. I don't want

but with her mouth gagged, she couldn't

how to withstand an earthquake. Any tremor below a

base could safely

his lips curling into a smile as he observed the researchers being slain. He

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

a satisfaction that no one else could

researchers who lived here were no different from those small

but Philip's eyes were too

expression told everyone that nothing could stop

drugs within the base, and he could monitor the subjects at any

chin with one hand, wondering where lan might be hiding. Phil, holding the dagger, asked curiously,

we kill

vial on the table? Administer it to

"Alright."

anyone. He grabbed the vial from the table, pulled the gag

to pour the liquid down

seized the moment to

any idea what you're doing? Do you even know the kind of

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

chairman, you have such a

she could finish, Philip picked up the container next to him and splashed its

at her skin, threatening to make her eyeballs burst from their

the base's

He was determined to destroy

A man who feared nothing was the most

his attention still

helpingbecchairman. It seems you

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