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.

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

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

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

a century, isn't it? Terrible timing, but also perfect. I don't want any of those people to make it out

gagged, she couldn't utter a

how to withstand an earthquake. Any tremor below a

base could

curling into a smile as he

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

that

lived here were no different from

were too excited, fixated on

everyone that nothing could stop

chairman, he had access to all the drugs within the base, and he could

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

we kill

that vial on the table?

"Alright."

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

to pour the liquid

the

you're doing? Do you even know the kind of international

get out, you'll be hunted down by a slew

have such a bright future,

picked up the container next to him and splashed its contents over

skin, threatening to make her eyeballs

Isaac screamed, fully aware of the base's lack of conscience

she never imagined he would act so swiftly and ruthlessly. He was determined to destroy

who feared nothing was the most dangerous of

screams, his attention still fixed on the

should thank you for helpingbecchairman. It seems you have even more power than

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