Apocalypse - Evil Shelter System

The commander curled her lips into a seductive smile, her voice dripping with temptation.

"Understood," her subordinate responded quickly before turning and leaving the room.

...

Alex exited the illusion and glanced around. He found himself on a vast, empty meadow surrounded by several buildings, indicating that humans had once lived here.

After scanning the area to ensure there was no danger, Alex sat cross-legged on the ground to begin his training.

He needed to quickly recover his strength and find a way back to the Mothman base.

...

"Hu!"

Alex opened his eyes, his pupils a dark purple, exuding a sinister and eerie aura.

He stretched his body, and his bones cracked loudly, like beans popping in a frying pan.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Alex detected faint sounds in the distance, causing him to frown slightly.

"Swish!"

In an instant, Alex disappeared from his spot.

Shortly after, he appeared in front of a small wooden house.

Inside the house were two figures.

One was a man dressed in white, with short hair and handsome, refined features.

The other was a woman in a black leather skirt, with a curvaceous figure and fair skin. Her delicate, heart-shaped face carried a hint of allure, especially her large, mesmerizing eyes that seemed capable of ensnaring anyone's heart.

She stood there quietly, like a blooming poppy—beautiful yet dangerous, drawing people irresistibly close.

This woman was none other than Black Widow!

As for the man in white, he was Mothman's top assassin—Lesley!

"Lesley, what should we do now?" Black Widow asked, looking at Lesley.

"Don't worry, our plan is foolproof this time!" Lesley replied with a confident smile.

"Really?" Black Widow's eyes lit up.

"Don't worry, this time I guarantee that damned bastard will pay!" Lesley said through gritted teeth.

"Alright," Black Widow nodded.

"You stay here. I'll go lure that bastard over," Lesley instructed before leaving the wooden house.

"Okay," Black Widow nodded obediently.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, the sound of something cutting through the air echoed.

Lesley's face turned pale with shock as he quickly turned, seeing a sharp gleam of light heading towards him.

Lesley swiftly drew his sword to block the attack.

"Clang!"

Sparks flew, and the sound of clashing metal echoed as a powerful shockwave swept the surroundings.

"Ugh." Lesley tasted blood in his mouth, spitting out a mouthful as he was forced back three steps before stabilizing himself.

"Who?" Lesley asked, eyes full of vigilance.

"Tsk tsk, who would have thought that the top assassin of the Mothman base would be reduced to a lapdog. How disgraceful," a cold voice remarked as a figure emerged from the trees.

Alex looked at Lesley with a hint of disgust in his eyes. "Lesley, long time no see."

"Aiken?" Lesley's pupils contracted, his face showing shock. "You're still alive?"

"Hmph, if I were dead, that would have been a good thing for you," Alex sneered.

"What are you doing here?" Lesley asked, his expression serious.

Alex slowly approached, "Heh, I've come here to take your pathetic life."

As soon as Alex finished speaking, he launched himself at Lesley, swinging his fist hard into Lesley's chest.

"Boom!"

Lesley's chest caved in from the impact, sending him flying backward like a cannonball, skidding to a halt several meters away and collapsing to the ground.

"Cough, cough." Lesley coughed violently, spitting out large amounts of blood. His chest was sunken, and more than ten ribs were broken.

"You..." Lesley struggled to lift his head, glaring at Alex with eyes filled with hatred and anger.

"Heh, did you think being the top assassin allows you to do whatever you want? You're wrong!" Alex coldly stared at Lesley. "You must die today!"

With those words, Alex turned into a blur and appeared next to Lesley in an instant.

"Bang!"

Alex grabbed Lesley's neck and slammed him onto the ground.

"Cough, cough!" Lesley struggled violently, but he couldn't get up.

"Bang!"

Alex seized Lesley's head and smashed it into the ground.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking echoed, and Lesley's face twisted in pain as blood flowed from his mouth.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Ahhh!" Lesley screamed in agony, his eyes wide open and veins bulging on his forehead.

"Rip!" Alex tore off Lesley's clothes, revealing his muscular body.

Without hesitation, Alex flipped Lesley over and removed his pants.

"Ahhh!" Lesley screamed again, his face contorted with pain.

Alex's actions were swift and methodical, completing the process in no time.

"Heh, Lesley, I'm going to make you watch as I play you to death!" Alex said with a mad glint in his eyes.

Lesley's face twisted in rage and pain, his eyes filled with venomous hatred. "Aiken, I'll kill you!"

"Oh? Still daring to threaten me?" Alex grinned, showing his white teeth. He pulled out a vial of liquid and injected it into Lesley's body.

"What is this?" Lesley asked, a look of confusion crossing his face.

"Haha, it's a new type of pathogen. It will quickly spread through your body. Once it takes over all your organs, you'll die. You should thank me because this is my final gift to you!" Alex said with a sinister smile.

"You... you despicable!" Lesley spat out in anger.

"Heh, despicable?" Alex sneered at the word, then said, "Alright, Lesley, we've known each other long enough. Let me send you off."

With that, Alex raised his sword and slashed at Lesley.

"Shlunk!"

The sharp blade sliced through Lesley's throat, and blood spurted out, splitting his neck in half.

"Gurgle, gurgle!"

Lesley's eyes widened, filled with fear and despair. He struggled desperately but couldn't move, helpless as his life slipped away.

"Huff, huff!"

Alex panted for a few minutes, gradually calming down. He wiped the sweat from his face, a bloodthirsty smile appearing.

"Heh, Lesley, did you think being part of Mothman made you invincible? You aren't even worth being called a worm. Whether or not you were the second-ranked assassin, you're nothing but an insect under my foot!" Alex said disdainfully.

He turned his head, a glint of greed in his eyes, and murmured, "Such a perfect body, it's practically a work of art!"