The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 610

No one would have imagined that children were being sent every month into this forest, with the entrance hidden within a small cave.

When Felix arrived, he stepped inside, finding scattered animal bones exactly as Louis had described. The cave was not very deep. After walking about 30 feet, he reached a dead end -a solid stone wall.

A regular person stumbling into this cave would have turned back by now. However, Felix's sharp eyes caught a small, shadowy corner above him where a concealed camera was quietly pointed in his direction. Perhaps it was his own abandonment as a child, but Felix had always despised traffickers with a burning hatred. Letting something like this slide was never an option.

Clenching his fist, he punched the stone wall with immense force, shattering it instantly. Beyond the debris was something unexpected an elevator.

Felix stepped inside, pressing down lightly with his foot. The immense pressure triggered. the elevator, sending it plummeting downward at breakneck speed. "Intruder alert!" The alarms blared throughout the underground lab beneath the cave, sending guards racing toward the elevator's location.

Judging by their speed and precision, these were no ordinary men. They were highly trained.

"What's happening?"

across from each other in a secluded

man

could speak, the door to the room was blown off its hinges, slamming into the far

Felix demanded coldly as he stepped into the room. His presence radiated

far, it could only mean everyone else had already been eliminated. What he had seen on the way down was enough to make

was nothing less than a house of horrors, where children were

the labs, Felix had stumbled upon the body of a child

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kind of sight that would haunt anyone, even someone

standing nearby and froze, his brow furrowing deeply. "Aimee?"

it. Of all people, why

man, clearly trying to regain some semblance of control, barked, "I don't know who you think you

you're dealing with? Jonathan Larsen is an elder of Polaris. No

single silver needle flew from his hand, and the man