2026-11-02 09:09:34A thick fog, carrying the salty scent of seawater and the rusty odour of iron, shrouded the Pier 9 Harbour District of New Avalon.
In this coastal industrial area, isolated from the glittering lights of the city centre, the law of the streets and the violence of the underworld reigned supreme, untouched by the sirens of police patrol cars. At ten o’clock sharp, a black saloon car slowed to a halt in front of an old red-brick warehouse that had been converted into an illega
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Chapter 27: The Massacre of One Against Thirty-Five at Pier 9
The whistling of the serrated steel machete blade wielded by Iron Fang’s lead executioner sliced through the damp night air, aimed directly at Damian Cross’s neck with enough force to sever a bull’s head.On the second-floor container balcony, the cruel grins on Julian Kingsley and Logan Caldwell’s lips stretched all the way to the corners of their cheeks, as they prepared to witness the spurt of fresh blood from the body of the Caldwell family’s former son-in-law.Yet just as the sharp blade was a mere two centimetres from his neck, Damian Cross suddenly vanished like a ghostly shadow swept away by the wind!With a Grandmaster-level ‘Shadow Step’ that nearly defied the limits of human visual perception, Damian Cross shifted the axis of his shoulders by a fraction of a millimetre to the left.The steel machete’s swing merely sliced through empty air!Before the burly executioner could even withdraw his weapon having lost his balance Damia
Chapter 26: The Dragon Steps into the Wolf’s Lair
The soft chime of the executive lift bell echoed faintly within the tactical command centre on the eighty-fifth floor of the Apex Sovereign Tower.The titanium-armoured lift doors opened slowly, revealing Damian Cross as he stepped out, his hands casually tucked into the pockets of his black trousers.He had changed into a jet-black silk shirt that hugged his broad frame perfectly, layered beneath a dark grey bespoke Savile Row suit.On the thumb of his right hand, the Black Dragon Signet Command Ring, crafted from black platinum, reflected a cold glint of light beneath the dim lighting of the control room.Upon seeing the arrival of their supreme leader, Kaelen “Ghost” Mercer and Victor Vance simultaneously bowed their heads ninety degrees in absolute deference.“Lord Sovereign,” greeted Victor Vance as he stepped forward to hand over an encrypted tactical tablet.“Our intelligence surveillance satellites have locked onto the pe
Chapter 25: A Sinister Plot at The Obsidian Viper Nightclub
A thick fog, carrying the salty scent of seawater and the rusty odour of iron, shrouded the Pier 9 Harbour District of New Avalon. In this coastal industrial area, isolated from the glittering lights of the city centre, the law of the streets and the violence of the underworld reigned supreme, untouched by the sirens of police patrol cars. At ten o’clock sharp, a black saloon car slowed to a halt in front of an old red-brick warehouse that had been converted into an illegal nightclub called The Obsidian Viper. The thudding bass of low-frequency techno music reverberated heavily from behind the soundproof walls, shaking the dusty, fogged-up window panes. The side door of the building swung open slowly, revealing a narrow, steep concrete staircase leading straight down to an underground bunker ten metres deep. Two men, their figures shrouded in long coats, hurried down the stairs with hurried, anxious steps. The man in the le
Chapter 24: The Scientist’s Recruitment and the Factory Reactor Explosion
A chill morning breeze on the pavements of New Avalon’s Northern Industrial District whipped up the street dust, sweeping past the shuffling steps of Dr Arthur Chen, who had just stepped out of the iron gates of the Caldwell Bio-Tech factory. In his thin, wrinkled hands, clutched a dull brown cardboard box tightly. Inside the box lay a stack of laboratory research notebooks, a certificate of recognition as an exemplary scientist, and a small family photograph in a frame with a cracked glass pane. Two security guards in black uniforms who had escorted him from the factory lobby immediately slammed the iron gate shut behind him with a deafening clang. BLAM! The sound of the metal collision echoed like a gavel bringing down the verdict, bringing his thirty years of dedicated service to a close without leaving the slightest trace of respect. Dr Arthur Chen’s eyes, behind the thick lenses of his spectacles, glistened as he stare
Chapter 23: Crisis at the Caldwell Bio-Tech Main Plant
The deafening roar that usually echoed from the Caldwell Bio-Tech main manufacturing complex in New Avalon’s Northern Industrial District had suddenly vanished without a trace. That morning, at exactly thirty past eight, the three giant steel chimneys towering into the sky were no longer emitting a thin plume of ozone-scented white smoke. The low-frequency hum of the cooling turbines for the ten-thousand-litre reactors, which usually vibrated the factory forecourt’s tarmac, had fallen completely silent. In front of the four-metre-high iron gate, which remained firmly locked, more than two hundred assembly-line workers, instrument technicians and researchers in white laboratory coats were gathered in mounting anxiety. Whispers of panic mixed with concern spread rapidly amongst the crowd of employees who had been barred from entering the sterile area since the dawn shift change earlier that morning. The panic grew increasingly pal
Chapter 22: A World of Contrast in the Vale Global Lobby
Suddenly, Clarissa Caldwell, clutching a thick proposal folder tightly to her chest, froze in her tracks on the marble floor of the main lobby of the Vale Global Tower. The twenty-six-year-old's eyes widened as she stared straight towards the gold-panelled executive lift corridor, looking utterly shocked. Beside her, Julian Kingsley, still clutching his bruised and swollen left cheek, suddenly choked on his own saliva. The man in the crumpled suit took a half-step back, rubbing his eyelids repeatedly as he thought his eyes were playing tricks on him due to the throbbing pain in his jaw. Yet the figure stepping out of the lift was no illusion. Directly beneath the glitter of the Bohemian crystal chandeliers illuminating the thousand-square-metre lobby, Damian Cross strode casually, hands in his pockets. There was not the slightest hint of dishevelment or distress on the face of the former son-in-law, who had been thrown out
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