Chapter 138: Odd Feeling

Along the way, Reign encountered some Corrupted trying to attack him.

However, he chose to ignore them as they were too few in number.

Instead, he allowed them to chase him first, and whenever their numbers grew, he would stop, wait for them, and then instruct Arc to dispatch them quickly.

He repeated this process until he finally reached his Hammer Truck near one of the small community he destroyed.

The town was atop of a hill, and once boasted a magnificent view, but now, that vista was obscured by the thick, swirling black miasma that blanketed the landscape.

CLICK!

Reluctantly, he opened the door and stepped out of the truck, forced to abandon the vehicle as its engine finally gave up.

The thick miasma, laden with corrosive particles and toxins, infiltrated the engine, coating its delicate components with a layer of noxious residue.

Over time, this corrosive substance ate away at the metal, causing critical parts to degrade and malfunction

'On the bright side, at least I made it this far,'" he reflected inwardly before stepping into the desolate town.

Inside the town.

As he walked through the familiar surroundings, he noticed the houses slowly degrading.

In just a few years, this place would completely disappear.

The sight before him was haunting: roofs rusting, wooden buildings crumbling, and an eerie silence hanging in the air .

The scene resembled something out of a horror movie: the thick black miasma enveloped everything, reducing visibility to almost nothing.

Then, in the background of those movies, ominous shadows danced, hinting at unseen horrors lurking just out of sight.

It was the kind of setting where characters in horror films would be oblivious to the lurking danger, unaware that they were being watched by malevolent forces.

'Talk about a... Silent Hill,' Reign thought to himself, as he heard no sound aside from his own footsteps echoing in the silence.

'I ended up saving you guys from this hell,' he muttered to himself, feeling that he had done the people of this community a favor by killing them much earlier than the Corrupted would have.

Being dead was certainly better than being a mindless monster, in his opinion.

Look at this place, because he had killed everyone, there were no Corrupted strolling around, making this place much worst.

'There it is,' he exclaimed after finding his Truck after walking further .

The exterior of the truck was now a little rusty, but the interior remained in somewhat good condition.

"Industry Sector," Reign replied as he slowly opened the door and raised his two hands to show that he was unarmed.

"Industry Sector? How did you survive?" asked the same man.

Reign paused for a moment to think of the best way to answer.

"I'm a Divergent," he replied.

If that man was military, then he would likely know about Divergents.

"A divergent?" The man's voice quickly change after hearing him.

"Good, good. Come with us, we need powerful people like you! My name is Vincent, by the way," the man said, lowering his weapon and shaking Reign's hand.

"Rain, my name is Rain," he replied, shaking the man's hand.

He was surprised by how quickly Vincent changed his attitude, but he just assumed that humans became erratic after experiencing such hardships.

So, he decided to play it cool; humans were now rare commodities in this godforsaken place, so killing them too quickly would be a waste.

It was better to learn about their base first.

For all he knew, he might found a place with a lot of survivors for him to prey on

"Come with us, we have a base nearby," Vincent exclaimed, excited to bring Reign along.

'He's too trusting ,' Reign found Vincent's actions odd.

And that was not the only question he had in mind.

How were these people still alive?

Could it be that the Wall of Summit City was still standing?

He had a lot of question, but for now he decided to just go along with the flow.

Reign was instructed to ride another truck, but when he looked at it, he was visibly shocked to see that it was not rusting at all.

In fact, for some reason, the black miasma was avoiding it.

Seeing this, he realized that it wasn't just the truck; everyone here had some kind of Aura that repelled the black miasma.

"You're confused, right? Don't worry, you'll be even more amazed once we get to the base," Vincent reassured, his voice warm and strangely positive.

"I'm exited ," Reign replied with a chuckle.

He found all of this odd phenomenon amusing, his curiosity was stimulated by the origins of the Aura, and who was responsible for it.