Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3568

Glass shattering echoed through the room as Matthew dropped the black bottle.

It hit the floor hard and burst open, spilling pale red liquid across the smooth surface.

Ryan's eyes widened as he caught a glimpse of the fluid.

"This isn't just some fancy drink. That one sip gave me a slight power boost. I could feel it kick in," Matthew spoke calmly, his voice cool and detached.

He paused, then looked Ryan dead in the eyes.

"It's made from human blood."

His tone carried no emotion-just fact. The weight of the words said enough.

Matthew had started to question why the Medusa Gang was rounding up so many people. None of them showed up in the usual trafficking routes. There were no rumors, no sales, and no trades.

The truth was far worse than anything he'd imagined.

Those people weren't being sold. They were being harvested. Drained of their blood and whatever else the gang could extract, then processed into potions like the one he had just drunk.

Ryan's expression darkened. A flicker of disgust passed across his face, quickly replaced by anger.

realize what they've done? If word of this spreads, it could spark

voice faltered halfway through the sentence.

he bolted toward the lower levels of the ship. His frantic and uneven

rush after him. He kept a steady pace, following the path Ryan had

too clean, too polished. Someone had clearly made sure

a massive steel door. Ryan pressed his hands against the surface, checking every edge, searching for anything

can you take a look at this?"

buttons, locks, or visible way to open the door.

the center. Its fangs curved outward, frozen mid-strike, and its tongue coiled outward

the tongue for a moment, then

the hilt. A sharp arc of energy surged forward in a flash

aura slammed into the door and sliced through it

glow faded, a

been cut

It was wide enough

walk through. The

had been split clean in

stepped inside first. His eyes darted around

corner.

pungent stench hit him

nearly