Divorced by the Mafia Queen: My Death System Awakens

Chapter 6: The Cerberus Protocol and the Apex Predator

The torrential rain continued to batter the reinforced glass exterior of the newly christened Vanguard Spire. At the absolute summit of the monolithic skyscraper, inside the darkened penthouse, Ren sat in a high-backed obsidian leather chair. He held a crystal glass of dark red vintage wine, his eyes glowing with the deep-blue cybernetic pulse of the Death-Prediction System.

He was waiting.

Far below, clinging to the sheer glass exterior of the building, were three terrifying anomalies. They were the Cerberus Unit—Don Rossi’s ultimate, forbidden weapons. Stripped of their humanity and heavily augmented with illegal cybernetic plating, neural-combat accelerators, and active optical camouflage, they moved like invisible, metallic spiders up the side of the skyscraper.

To any conventional security force, they did not exist. They seamlessly bypassed thermal sensors, radar, and laser grids.

But to Ren's Death-Prediction System, they were glowing like blood-red beacons.

[Warning: Multiple Hostiles Detected.]

[Target 1 'Phantom': Ascending via Elevator Shaft Alpha.]

[Target 2 'Viper': Infiltrating via Main HVAC Ventilation.]

[Target 3 'Goliath': Scaling Exterior Glass. Direct Penthouse Approach.]

[Calculating Threat Level... 0.4%.]

"Dante," Ren whispered softly into the empty room, his voice carrying over the secure comms. "Hold your men back. I want to test the Spire's automated systems."

Ren set his free hand against the biometric armrest of his chair.

Inside the pitch-black abyss of Elevator Shaft Alpha, 'Phantom' was scaling the high-tension cables with silent, mechanical precision. He was a stealth specialist, designed to bypass any vault in the world.

[Target 1: Phantom. Time of Death: 00:00:04.]

Ren simply tapped a finger, rerouting the skyscraper's structural power grid. The massive, twenty-ton tungsten counterweight of the express elevator, which had been securely locked on the hundredth floor, was suddenly released into a dead freefall.

Phantom looked up, his cybernetic optics widening as the massive block of solid metal plummeted toward him at terminal velocity. He didn't even have time to scream. The impact was absolute.

[Target 1 Eliminated.]

Inside the massive, labyrinthine HVAC ventilation ducts, 'Viper' was crawling rapidly toward the penthouse. Her body was heavily modified with razor-sharp mantis blades and toxic chemical synthesizers.

[Target 2: Viper. Time of Death: 00:00:03.]

Ren accessed the environmental control matrix. With two keystrokes, he reversed the exhaust flow of the entire building and hyper-accelerated the industrial turbine fans directly ahead of Viper.

The air pressure inside the duct instantly inverted. Viper was violently sucked forward by hurricane-force winds. She dug her mantis blades into the steel walls, tearing desperate sparks as she tried to anchor herself, but the vacuum was too powerful. She was pulled directly into the massive, spinning titanium blades of the primary exhaust turbine.

[Target 2 Eliminated.]

Ren raised his wine glass, taking a slow, relaxed sip.

Suddenly, the reinforced, bulletproof glass of the penthouse violently shattered inward.

'Goliath' had arrived.

He was a monstrous brute of a cyborg, standing seven feet tall. His entire torso was replaced with military-grade depleted uranium plating, and his arms were equipped with hydraulic pile-bunkers capable of punching through a bank vault. Rain and wind howled into the penthouse as Goliath locked his glowing red optics onto Ren.

"Target acquired," Goliath stated, his voice a distorted, mechanical growl. "Commencing execution."

Goliath lunged forward with terrifying speed, his hydraulic fist pulling back to deliver a strike that would instantly pulverize a normal human into red mist.

Ren didn't flinch. He didn't even set down his wine glass.

The Death-Prediction System instantly slowed the world around him to a crawl. The blue code mapped out the exact kinetic trajectory of Goliath's punch, and more importantly, it highlighted a microscopic, glowing red vulnerability on the cyborg's neck—a single exposed neural cluster where the uranium plating met his biological spine.

[Target 3: Goliath. Optimal Strike Angle calculated.]

Ren shifted his weight perfectly, stepping inside Goliath's massive reach a fraction of a millisecond before the hydraulic fist demolished the leather chair behind him.

With his free hand, Ren slipped the matte-black tactical pen from his sleeve. Moving with the fluid, impossible grace of a true Apex Predator, Ren drove the pen directly into the microscopic gap in Goliath's armor.

He didn't just pierce the flesh; he severed the primary cybernetic spinal cord, instantly short-circuiting the cyborg's entire central nervous system.

Goliath froze mid-strike. His red optics flickered frantically before dying out completely. The seven-foot-tall monster collapsed onto the expensive rug with a deafening thud, completely paralyzed but still biologically alive, trapped forever inside his own metal coffin.

Ren stood over the defeated giant. He hadn't spilled a single drop of wine.

Dante stepped out from the shadows, his eyes filled with profound, fanatical reverence for his Lord's flawless display of violence.

"Dante," Ren said calmly, swirling the red wine in his glass. "Decapitate the three Cerberus units. Put their heads in a cryo-stasis box, and have it hand-delivered to Don Rossi’s medical bunker. Let the Godfather know that if he sends his dogs to my door again, I will come for the master."