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

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

the earthquake coming.

timing, but also perfect. I don't want any of those people

gagged, she couldn't utter a single word

stood for many years; surely they knew how to withstand an earthquake. Any tremor below

could

a smile as he observed the researchers being slain.

skind he experienced as a child when he tormented

feel fulfilled, a satisfaction that no one

here were no different from those small creatures in

briefly, attempting to intervene, but Philip's eyes were too

told everyone that nothing could

access to all the drugs within the base, and

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

kill the

vial on the table? Administer it

"Alright."

anyone. He grabbed the vial from the

to pour the liquid

seized the moment

you lost your mind? Do you have any idea what you're doing? Do you even know the kind of international powers

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

such a bright future,

to him and splashed

skin, threatening to make

fully aware of the base's lack of conscience and Philip's

never imagined he would act so swiftly and ruthlessly. He was determined to destroy the place, even at the cost of

feared nothing was the most dangerous of

ignored her screams, his attention still fixed on the

seems you have even more power than

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