As the warehouse fell silent once more, I leaned against a rusted tal crate and exhaled slowly.
"The Black Site, huh?"
I had the location. I had the na. But I needed to be ready.
I straightened up, cracking my neck before muttering,
"System, show my status window."
A faint blue holographic screen materialized before my eyes.
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[STATUS WINDOW – HEAVENLY DEMON]
Na: Samuel Gebb
Title: The Harbinger of Destruction
Level: 85
Strength: 270
Agility: 245
Endurance: 250
Intelligence: 210
Charisma: 190
Unique Abilities:
Breath of Destruction – Releases a wave of energy that erases anything in its path.
Void Step – Moves between dinsions at near-instant speed.
Dragon Fear (Passive) – Instills an aura of dread, forcing weaker beings into submission.
Black Heart Resurgence – Grants limitless stamina and strength, adapting in battle. Acts as a second heart.
Abyss Gauntlets – A pair of indestructible gauntlets that amplify physical attacks and absorb impact.
Heavenly Ashura Technique – A forbidden martial arts technique that enhances reflexes, speed, and strength beyond normal limits.
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I smirked.
"Not bad."
My stats had improved, and I was more than ready for whatever was waiting at the Black Site.
Still, I wasn't underestimating them.
Viktor's warning wasn't just for show—if the syndicate had sothing worse than rcenaries guarding Gregory, then I needed to be prepared for anything.
I closed the status window and rolled my shoulders.
"Alright then... ti to raise so hell."
With that, I stepped out of the warehouse, the night air cool against my skin.
My next stop?
The Black Site.
The Black Site stood like a fortress, hidden beneath the old docks outside the city. It wasn't on any official records—a place designed to make people disappear.
But tonight?
I was the one coming for them.
I parked my Maserati MC20 near the edge of the docks, stepping out. The cold night breeze carried the scent of salt and tal, but beneath it... I could sense sothing else.
Sothing unnatural.
Step One – Breaking In
The guards outside were heavily ard, dressed in black tactical gear, carrying assault rifles. They weren't just hired guns—they were trained killers.
Too bad for them.
I Void Stepped behind the first guard before he could react.
CRACK!
My Abyss Gauntlet-clad fist smashed through his helt, sending him flying into a concrete wall. The second guard barely had ti to raise his gun before I grabbed his wrist and—
SNAP.
His scream was short-lived as I grabbed his throat and slamd him into the ground.
"Tch. Weak."
The alarms blared, the entire site coming to life.
Ti for the real fight.
Dozens of ard soldiers poured into the underground base, weapons aid at .
"OPEN FIRE!"
A storm of bullets rained toward —
I exhaled slowly.
"Breath of Destruction."
A black-red wave of energy erupted from my mouth, swallowing the gunfire and the n behind it.
The walls shook, the floors cracked, and their bodies were torn apart like paper.
The few survivors stared at in horror. "M-monster—!"
I disappeared.
Void Step.
I reappeared above them, descending like a reaper. My fists, clad in Abyss Gauntlets, ca crashing down.
BOOM!
The entire floor collapsed, dragging everyone into the depths of the facility.
But I wasn't done.
I landed lightly amidst the rubble, rolling my shoulders as more reinforcents arrived.
They had no idea what kind of hell they had just unleashed.
I tore through the Black Site, destroying everything in my path.
Rooms filled with equipnt, research files, security systems—all burned or shattered under my attacks.
Then, I found it.
A reinforced steel door with "PROJECT ORPHEUS" engraved on it.
I placed my palm against it and clenched my fist.
"Break."
BOOM!
The entire door exploded inward, revealing a dimly lit chamber.
And in the center—chained to a tal chair, beaten and half-conscious—
Was Gregory Volkov.
His eyes fluttered open, barely recognizing . "S-Samuel...?"
I stepped forward, grabbing the chains and ripping them apart with ease.
He collapsed forward, but I caught him.
"You're alive. Good."
He winced, coughing. "Y-you... shouldn't have co..."
I smirked. "You know . I don't take orders well."
But as I was about to lift him—
A deep, guttural growl echoed from the shadows.
I turned my head slightly.
Sothing else was here.
And I had a feeling this fight wasn't over yet.
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