Chapter 79: A Feast

The humans who once inhabited this place, believing themselves to be the predators of society due to the nature of their work, now lay lifeless.

Their death was not because they were evil, but because Reign was even worse.

One by one, Reign extended his jaws, revealing a gaping maw that was suited for gulping entire prey.

With mechanical like movements, he engulfed the lifeless corpses, his actions devoid of emotion or remorse.

*GULP

*GULP

*GULP

It was a repetitive routine, like a wild instinct driving a predator to consume its prey. The lifeless bodies, once filled with vitality, now merged with him, their essence adding to his own.

With each gulp, he felt a surge of energy, a subtle sign of his growing strength. The urge to feed, to overpower, pushed him forward .

[Level up + 1]

The awaited notification finally chimed, signaling the end of Reign's one sided massacre through the barrack.

"Status" Reign called out .

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Name: Reign

Level 6

Age. : 18 (+1 year)

Race: Skull Fiend (System Enhance)

Strength :B-

Stamina :C+

Endurance : B+

Intelligence: C+

Energy: B

Bite I

Undead Eye I

Night Crawl I

Clawer VIII

Viral Slash X

Claw Bullet XX -

Claw Barrage XIV-(SP)

Death Aura

[Level Up+ 1]

[Level Up+ 1]

'Two more to go,' he thought to himself, his anticipation mounting as he walked closer to the main building.

Only two more levels were needed to reach the coveted level 10 and put his theory to the test.

The prospect of evolving and unlocking new powers filled him with excitement.

He climbed the weathered exterior of the old industrial building, his claws finding it's place on the rusted metal beams and crumbling brickwork.

Reaching the ventilation chamber high above, Reign paused to make sure none had seen him, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

The interior of the building was very different to its dilapidated exterior. Bright fluorescent lights illuminated the area, casting stark shadows against the walls.

Through the towering industrialized window, he could see through the whole operation.

Figures wearing yellow Hazmat suits moved about their job. The air was thick with the acrid scent of chemicals, a reminder of the illicit activities taking place within.

Below, rows of vats bubbled and steamed, their contents obscured by a thick smoke.

As he observed the illicit drug manufacturing below, a wave of indifference washed over him. The notion of drugs meant to destroy lives held no significance to him.

His purpose was simple—to hunt, to kill, and to consume.

'This place is too bright,' he thought to himself, his instincts telling him to abandon stealth in favor of a more direct approach.

Taking them on one by one would be a tedious job in this type of scenario. Confronting them head-on and killing them fast might me a better idea.

CRACK!

His legs extended as he locked onto his first prey: four armed personnel guarding the area. It was only logical to take them down first.

However—

"Who's that guy?" he paused, sensing something odd.

There was a man wearing a black biker jacket with long brown hair and a beard. A picture of a crying angel adorned the back of his jacket.

Reign could tell from intuition that the man was different—he was neither a demon nor a human.

'A divergent?' he pondered to himself, his mind racing with excitement at the prospect.

Despite the potential danger posed by encountering divergent, Reign couldn't help but feel a thrill coursing through his veins.

After all, the stronger the individual he consumed, the greater the experience points he would gain. The mere thought of the immense power waiting to be absorbed was too tempting.

'Wait, there's more,' his excitement grew as he observed not just one, but four more Divergents get out from a room .

A wide grin spread across Reign's face as he realized the the opportunity before him.

With each additional divergent present, his potential for gaining experience points multiplied exponentially.

Looking closer, they didn't look like criminals at all, but what made him more curious was the fact that they were holding a briefcase, and he could tell they were protecting it .

He became interested right away; hiring five divergents to guard a briefcase meant it was extremely important.

"Looks like it's going to be a feast tonight," Reign murmured to himself. It was time for him to finally test how far his current abilities could go.

'I hope you all taste good,' he grinned maniacally, his tone dripping with sadistic aura as he savored the thought of how delicious his future meals would be.