Let rewind ti to last night; the unknown organization which everybody was trying to get information on sending dozens of n to Xeeno's city, Forest of Monsters; these n had one goal, which was to get sothing in the deepest part of the dungeon.
''Eight, Shall we wait and explore the forest tomorrow.'' Asked one of the leading n, codena Nine, a girl, the plain robe and strange mask couldn't hide her voluptuous figure.
So of the lowest mbers kept looking at that fat ass, great boobs with lustful eyes. Nine glared at them. If it weren't because they still have to use these fools as cannon fodder, she would have personally slaughtered them by herself.
Calming down her boiling emotions, Nine waited for Eight to respond. As their rank stated, he was above her, stronger than her, so she could only wait for him to talk before deciding what to do.
Finally, Eight, the brawny whose chest shined like a rough earth-colored diamond, said.
''No, we continue. Seven and Cain are already ahead. We must lose out to them.''
Like any organization or society, competition would never cease to exist as long their existing living beings. Eight, Nine, and the forty n between them were from the sa faction, different from Seven and Cain's faction.
Naturally, the competition was rude, inside the evil organization like these, competitions tend to be genuinely ruthless, if the outside world could be considered a world of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak, then inside this organization, you eat your kin to survive, to evolve into a stronger type of existence, a true devil's world, well, an approximate estimate.
Even though Nine wished to give their n so rest after they had rushed all the way here, nonstop, she knew deep down it was impossible; she couldn't be soft-hearted, so she ordered the group to move on. As they entered the forest, they experienced all kinds of troubles, lost n before finally arriving at the floating islands; it was dawn at that ti.
The group appeared on an unusual island, a portal was there, the first among them to rush inside the portal got shredded into pieces, sa for the second one, it was then Eight, and Nine noticed sothing, every ti soone died, the portal would shine brighter showing sign of unlocking.
Looking at each other, Eight and Nine ca to a decision, that's to search for previous unlucky adventurers and normal people that happened to be inside the forest when the purple fog appeared, before the birth of this dungeon. And so they moved to search from island to island, it took them five hours to gather fifteen n, then they started sending the poor n toward certain death.
Another two hours had passed since the group caught their guinea pigs. Now only six n remained (Won and Children included). By now, the portal had rainbow-colored shine, which ans from their point of view that with another few sacrifices, it would totally open without any risk of passing through.
Two other sacrifices were sent to their death, leaving four remaining; currently, it was the turn of children around twelve turn to be sacrificed.
Johnny, the little boy who literally lost his family mbers, his father, mother, and big sister because of these sickos, was about to suffer the sa fate, well thinking that it wouldn't be bad to join his family on whatever is going to be (Paradise or Hell).
Johnny couldn't help but lant how unlucky he and his family were; they just went out to the most safest part of the Forest of Monsters to gather woods and magic berries but would have thought that things would end like this. It sucks to be normies.
While lanting over his pathetic existence, Johnny walked forward with dead eyes. Eight and Nine were watching everything with calm eyes; to them, these lives sacrificed weren't human, not evolved humans like them. Therefore they felt nothing even if their newborn baby got tossed in that thrash shredder portal; they are just ants; would you even bat an eyelid no matter how many ants you crushed?
Definitely not.
However, while Eight and Nine showed no emotions and weren't interested in anything other than the portal opening to lead them a bit ahead, the sa couldn't be said for their subordinates, these fools even though they had lost fifteen n, only leaving twenty-five Rank 7, they found entertainnt in others misery, they even bet on what kind of cry the poor sacrifice going to make as they got shredded into pieces, how long these cries would last.
The sa thing was about to happen to Johnny, so they thought it was at that mont the Juvenile God of Death descended upon them.
•••••
Alex had just arrived when a mother was sent to the guillotine; he saw so sickos laugh about it while two slightly bigger sickos watched with an annoyed expression on their faces.
Alex saw Johnny walked toward his death with Eight and Nine n laughing and placing bets.
〖These people are sick. 〗Silveria spat, she had seen her fair share of atrocities but nothing like this; these people were really sick.
Even though Nyx had not said anything, Alex and Silveria could feel her anger; talking about anger, nobody was furious than Alex; he may not be a Samaritan, but seeing people being used as grass like that could piss off even the most pacific man if he didn't have one or two screw looses.
So, Alex moved; his anger had been transford into strength, the more angrier Alex got, the more rational he beca. Eight and Nine, alongside their n, were about to see why it was never good to anger a touch.
Like ghosts, Alex appeared between the fifteen n; nobody noticed him at first before Eight noticed him, followed by Nine, they both shouted.
''Watch out!!!"
However, it was already too late; even without using Ti Acceleration, Alex's speed reached a godly level; ard with the silver guns he moved, the only thing Eight and Nine heard were sounds of gunshots, and Alex wanted them to hear it.
The following thing both Eight and Nine saw was their n falling to the ground like dominos, bullets pierced through their heads; it was instant death, they couldn't do anything as bullets bore through their heads, destroying their brains and leaving the skulls intact, it was cruel, the pain these n received before dying couldn't be imagined; however, it was well deserved.
Their souls would suffer Eternal Damnation thanks to Nyx.
Treats people as grass, and you will be treated as such.
Eight and Nine shuddered under Alex heterochromia eyes, Blue and crimson locked onto them, the Death God was about to pass a judgnt on them, and nobody was going to stop him.
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