Chapter 547

Chapter 547

The ones hidden in the wilderness undoubtedly possess matrices prepared for assaults at any time.

Zing

With a high-pitched whirring, Megalodria's attack, resembling a supercharged water jet blade, cleaved through the barrier and iceberg, incinerating everything in the vicinity.

The polar regions, perpetually covered in ice, harbor temperatures nearing minus 40 degrees Celsius. While similar latitudes in the central continent's northern Pandora region were unbearably cold for any lifeform, this polar area where Davey was situated could still sustain some life. The place was so cold that there was a joke about urine freezing mid-air, but the iceberg's solidity, ordinarily beyond standard, was irrelevant to Megalodria.

A massive cloud of cold air rose, and the chaos within the iceberg was invisible to the naked eye. However, it seemed that Davey was not the only one sensing numerous high-temperature energy sources inside.

"Lord Davey, high-temperature energy sources detected!"Follow the latest novels at novelhall.comultaneously, a huge crimson beam of high-temperature mana struck back at the attackers. Before Davey could act, Perserque deflected it with a wave of his hand, but Megalodria, as if waiting for this moment, recklessly took the beams head-on.

[Come forth, you insignificant beings!] Megalodria disregarded their desperate resistance and slowly lifted its massive body into the air.

As it ascended, blocking the sun, its six wings fluttered, gathering black spheres at their tips. Each sphere, mixed with the power of a storm, began emitting a chilling and ominous aura as if compressing a city-annihilating storm. Almost simultaneously, a far greater number than before of high-temperature energy sources was detected beneath the destroyed iceberg, an attempt to block any incoming attack. However, Megalodria, seemingly unconcerned with such resistance, flapped its wings backward.

Zing!

Then, with a high-pitched noise, it threw the black spheres toward the hundreds of incoming high-temperature beams, as if attempting to erase Megalodria.

Bang!

With a loud resonant boom, the beams began to distort as if in another dimension. When the beams converged into a handful, the black storm spheres burst forth like a whirlwind, releasing accumulated grudges.

"Ah!"

Startled by the fierce wind, Perserque rolled off Davey's shoulder, but he reflexively caught her and shouted, waving his hand.

"Ease up!"

[Hmph! I am controlling my strength,] Megalodria retorted.

Despite the infuriating claim that it was holding back while causing such widespread devastation, it was surprisingly not a lie. The level of destruction made it dubious if anyone could still be alive, but Megalodria's fighting spirit had not yet faded.

[We are far from done!] Megalodria shouted, slowly lifting its body before plummeting down.

As Megalodria disappeared into the massive iceberg, a series of loud explosions echoed. After a moment of silence, a large black shape burst out from the iceberg and approached Davey.

With each massive thud of its steps, the colossal Black Dragon King, Megalodria, extended a large chunk of meat toward him.

[Contractor.]

"Hmm?"

[The scenery below is quite a sight. Go and see for yourself,] Megalodria suggested in a slightly subdued tone.

Davey checked the massive chunk of meat thrown by Megalodria. It was about 10 meters in size, resembling an ogre in stature but with the skin color of a troll. Most bizarrely...

"Holy crap. How many heads does it have?"

This monster's presumed head region had at least seven spots. Twin-headed ogres or trolls, or even cyclopes, were seen as rare, higher-tier mutant monsters. But something with this many heads was unthinkable. An artificially created life form. It seemed to have put up a fair fight against Megalodria, but that was to no avail against a Grandmaster-level entity like Megalodria.

"Davey," Perserque, who had been examining the monster, narrowed her eyes and informed him, "Remember the incident at the Ordem Territory?"

The Ordem Territory, where Baris and Winley had been, had once been in chaos due to the Melting Acceleration Virus. Currently, Baron Gorneo, the medical professor at Heins Academy, and Count Lington, who met his end by Davey's hand at that time, hailed from there. It was also the territory entangled with a Swordmaster plotting schemes after escaping from the empire.

"Ordem Territory, huh?"

"The human experiments conducted by Count Lington back then. This creature closely resembled the chimeras we saw there."

While the methods of creating chimeras might share similarities, they could never be completely identical because each process was almost like a personal secret. However, the method used by Count Lington, the central villain and a member of the Coalition for Disease Control at that time, differed in every aspect from the current method, except for one.

"Megalodria, what's the power level of this creature?"

"Hmph! The leader assured that this place was impenetrable and undetectable to anyone."

"But... But sir..."

The man clicked his tongue leisurely. "Send out the failed creations. They might be useless garbage unfit for mass production, but possessing the strength of Masters, they should suppress the intruders."

"But... But sir..."

One of the robed men muttered reluctantly, "Just moments ago, fifteen Swordmaster-level chimeras guarding the lowest manufacturing floor were all... slaughtered by a single individual."

Clang!

At that revelation, the potion in Director Strom's hand fell and shattered.

The leader ordered the destruction of the data including the most critical, the Deathlords body.

A foul smell wafted up from the potion, but he did not pay it any heed and asked, "So, should I stop the research and flee this place immediately?"

"The enemies are all perilous! Outside there's an unidentified dragon! Inside, a man and woman are rampaging through the facility, causing total collapse!"

Strom, seemingly annoyed, clicked his tongue again and lifted his mana stone staff.

Whoom...Boom!

Simultaneously, one of the robed men's heads exploded.

"Useless fools. Prepare the mana gate." Director Strom eyed a nearby giant test tube. Inside lay a woman with light gray, birch-colored hair, asleep. "Wake her up."

"But... But sir."

"That so-called great Death Lord? If this creature is created from the power of such a monstrous being, she should suffice."

A top-tier creation. The woman in the test tube was an absolute masterpiece, dwarfing even Master-level chimeras in comparison.

As he nodded, a man hurriedly began to drain the test tube.

"Let's see later how well my greatest creation defends us."

Crack

Just as he was about to turn around, a splitting noise echoed, and the area turned eerily quiet.

"Hmm?" Director Strom, puzzled, furrowed his brows as he looked at his men. "Didn't I order you to wake her and activate the mana gate? I am busy and precious. Move to the next hideout..."

"No need to go."

A calm male voice interrupted.

"What... Ugh?!"

As Director Strom turned to locate the source of the voice, he saw a black-haired man walking through the fallen robed men. The moment their eyes met, a chill ran through his entire body, freezing him in place. It was a terrifying killing intent unlike anything he had ever experienced.

"You just need to die here." A young man with bloodshot eyes looked at him coldly.

I must escape. I must escape at all costs!

As a primal sense of danger set in, Director Strom took a step back and then turned to flee. But the very man that had caused him to retreat seemingly appeared behind him in an instant, grabbing his throat.

When had he gotten behind me?

The movement was incomprehensible, and fear began to cloud the director's eyes.

Joining the Illuminati, he had initially agreed simply because it allowed him to conduct research unbound by law or morality. But he could not comprehend who could possibly infiltrate this supposedly perfect laboratory.

"Ugh... Ack..."

The boy, chillingly expressionless, gripped his throat. He slowly opened his mouth.