2026-07-26 21:20:50Chapter 28
Alpha spun around, wildly swinging his rifle like a club, but he struck nothing but empty air.
Thwip. Thwip.
Two muffled thuds echoed from the left flank. Alpha snapped his head around just in time to see two of his best men collapse, their throats perfectly slit, crimson pooling rapidly on the pristine white tile. Standing over them was a woman with stark white hair, her crimson eyes glowing faintly in the dark. She flicked the blood off her blade with a sharp snap of her wrist.
"Concentrate fire on the female!" Alpha ordered, his voice cracking with panic.
The remaining Hounds swung their weapons toward Vera, but before they could squeeze their triggers, the floor beneath them seemed to erupt.
Arthur moved with Grandmaster-tier velocity. He swept low, his leg hooking behind the knees of two operatives, sweeping them off their feet. As they fell, Arthur grabbed the tactical harness of a third, using the man’s own momentum to hurl him through a plate-glass interior door. The shattering glass sounded like a bomb going off.
It was a massacre. It wasn't a fight; it was an industrial-scale dismantling of human biology.
Arthur parried a knife thrust from the closest Hound, stepped inside his guard, and delivered a devastating elbow to the man's sternum. The operative folded inward, gasping for air that his collapsed lungs could no longer process.
In less than forty seconds, the absolute elite of the Vanguard Council's black-ops division were reduced to a pile of bleeding, broken bodies groaning on the floor.
Only Alpha remained standing.
His rifle was empty. His backup pistol lay somewhere in the darkness. He stood in the center of the foyer, hyperventilating, his hands shaking so violently he could barely make a fist.
The emergency lights of the Apex Estate suddenly flickered on, casting the grand foyer in a dim, blood-red glow.
Arthur stood ten feet away. His white dress shirt was perfectly crisp. Not a single drop of blood stained his sleeves. He wasn't even breathing hard.
"You... you're a monster," Alpha choked out, taking a slow step backward until his spine hit the heavy wooden front door. "The profile said you were a civilian."
"Profiles get outdated," Arthur said smoothly, walking forward. "Take off the helmet."
Alpha hesitated, looking at Vera, who was casually stepping over his dying squadmates. With trembling fingers, Alpha unlatched his chinstrap and pulled the matte-black helmet off. He was a hardened man in his forties with a jagged scar across his cheek, but right now, he looked like a terrified child.
Arthur stopped directly in front of him.
"You have a direct line to the Vanguard Council," Arthur stated, his golden eyes piercing straight through the man's soul. "Open it."
Alpha swallowed hard. He reached up and pressed a sequence into his wrist-mounted comms unit. A faint beep confirmed the uplink to the Capital City was active.
"It's open," Alpha whispered.
Arthur reached out and gripped Alpha by the throat. He didn't squeeze tightly enough to kill, but the sheer, crushing strength made it clear that resistance was fatal. Arthur pulled the operative close, leaning down toward the microphone on the man's wrist.
"To the old men sitting at the Vanguard Council," Arthur’s voice resonated over the open frequency, dripping with absolute malice. "You sent twelve dogs to bite me. I am sending one back to you. I want him to look you in the eye and tell you exactly what happens when you step into my city."
Arthur released Alpha’s throat. Before the operative could gasp for air, Arthur drove a precise, localized palm strike into Alpha's right shoulder.
CRACK.
The collarbone shattered into a dozen pieces. Alpha screamed, dropping to his knees.
Arthur didn't blink. He grabbed Alpha’s left arm, twisting it violently at the elbow until the joint popped with a sickening snap.
Alpha collapsed onto the marble floor, weeping in agony, his arms completely useless.
"Tell them," Arthur whispered, standing over the broken commander. "Tell them I'm coming for the Capital."
Arthur turned his back, ignoring the bleeding operative. He looked up toward the security camera hidden in the chandelier.
"Nyx. Unlock the front door. Call him an ambulance."
Ding.
A massive, glowing blue interface materialized in front of Arthur's eyes, flooding his vision with gold text.
[Threat Level: Tier-2 Strike Team Annihilated.]
[Target Subjugation Complete. Psychological dominance achieved.]
[Reward: 50,000 SP.]
[Milestone Reached: The Host has accumulated sufficient combat data and wealth acquisition to unlock System Level 3.]
Arthur paused. The golden light bathed his face.
[System Level 3 Unlocked: The Sovereign Market.]
[You may now purchase global debt, influence sovereign nations, and summon Military-Tier Vanguards.]
Arthur smiled. The game had just changed.
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