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?"

from each other in a secluded room. They heard the piercing sound of

is, it'll be handled quickly," the man said dismissively, reaching for his radio to get an

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

into the room. His presence

already been eliminated.

lab was nothing less than a house of horrors, where children were Treated like disposable lab

upon the body of a

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of his face. It was the kind of sight that would haunt anyone, even someone as hardened as

to the woman standing nearby and froze, his brow furrowing deeply. "Aimee?" he asked,

why

control, barked, "I don't know who you think you are, but you've just made a colossal

of Polaris. No matter how strong you are, do you really think

words. A single silver needle flew from his hand, and the