Chapter 42: Bloody Massacre
Author: Achille
last update2026-09-07 19:34:55

Crimson Talon's thousand-strong revenge force had closed the pincer completely front and rear both sealed.

In an instant, the once-confident alliance of factions deflated like a punctured tire.

Compared to Syndicate men who'd genuinely bled through real war, these dozen-plus scattered outfits most of them people who probably hadn't so much as killed a chicken before the world ended didn't stand a chance. Paper tigers, the lot of them.

Worse, their earlier posturing had actually managed to get a
Continue to read this book for free
Scan the code to download the app

Latest Chapter

  • Chapter 47: Boiling Killing Intent! A Fight to the Death

    Dozens of Tier 1 auras exploded outward at once, blowing the last of the dust clear.Vanessa scanned the crowd and clocked it immediately every one of them sat at mid-Tier 1 minimum, several pushing peak Tier 1.A force this coordinated, this deep, wasn't something to take lightly.She ran the honest math in her head: if she'd walked into this alone, unprepared, taking a full-speed charge from a crew like this?She'd have come out of that first clash bruised at best.Tier 2 carried real weight, sure but it wasn't the kind of conceptual, crushing advantage that let you shrug off a coordinated swarm of Tier 1s. Enough bodies, thrown right, could absolutely overwhelm a lone Tier 2.Just as she began gathering her own power, ready to throw herself in and back Damon up properlyDamon's hand closed around her shoulder and pulled her back behind him without warning.She opened her mouth to protest, only to catch the grin already spreading across his face."Easy there, school beauty. Don't go

  • Chapter 46: I Hate Ambush Predators! Power Loss?

    "Right."Vanessa gave Damon a short nod, expression turning glacial as she crossed to the eight dying men and drove a blade through each of their hearts in turn."That's for everything you did."Once the last of them stopped moving, she fell into step behind Damon and Sean without another word.Watching how fast and clean Damon had handled the guards outside told her everything she needed about how the rest of this was going to go.Now all she wanted was for every single one of those men to actually be home.Inside the villa, chaos erupted the second word spread that the outer guards had gone silent."Boss, wake up! Wake up! Somebody's calling for backup!""Calling? What?"A heavyset man shoved the crying woman off his lap, yanked on whatever clothes were nearest, and burst out the door.He found a knot of his men waiting outside, tense and armed.Boss Duggan's expression darkened instantly."How many, and where are they now?"Two questions, fired off back to back."Just three of them

  • Chapter 45: Your Invitation

    "Request granted.""...What?"Vanessa stared at him, caught completely flat-footed, no trace of composure left on her face.Damon didn't bother repeating himself. He simply turned and started walking."A beautiful woman with real potential shows up at my door asking for help why would the head of this Syndicate turn that down?""I'll pull some men together. Lead the way. We're settling this today."Watching his broad back already moving off ahead of her, Vanessa snapped out of her shock and hurried to catch up.Sure, this might cost her plenty down the line. But it also meant real, personal revenge finally quieting the nightmares that had been chewing through her every night and a genuinely powerful backer on top of it.By any measure, this deal was a win.The second they made it back to the base of the mountain, dozens of tense, anxious young women rushed toward Vanessa like she was the only solid ground left in the world."Vanessa, what did you say to him? They're not going to punis

  • Chapter 44: The Aloof Beauty's Request

    The brief standoff resolved, Damon snapped his fingers and turned to lead his men up the mountain to start collecting the spoils.He'd barely taken a few steps.A clear, cool voice cut through the noise behind him."Damon Sterling. Please wait.""...Hm?"He turned toward the sound and found a group of young women sprinting toward him, closing the distance fast.Blood-spattered clothes, dust-streaked faces none of it managed to hide the raw, youthful energy radiating off every one of them."A crew of college girls?"One glance told Damon everything he needed to know about their background.Art students. Has to be.Vanessa reached him first, breath still catching from the sprint, and fixed him with a look somewhere between hopeful and desperate."Damon Sterling. Could I have three minutes of your time? There's something I need to ask you."He studied her for a long, silent moment, then nodded."You know my name, which means you already know who I am. I'll give you the three minutes.""T

  • Chapter 43: I Took the Deal, Never Said You'd Live

    "Ten thousand-plus Tier 1 crystal cores and nearly two hundred Tier 2s, in exchange for the lives of everyone standing here?"Damon let out a short laugh at the offer, and half the Syndicate soldiers around him couldn't help but crack a grin too.Watching that reaction ripple through the crowd, the surviving three hundred allied fighters started to visibly panic.Even the two remaining faction leaders felt their hearts hammering at the sight though they forced themselves to hold a straight face, refusing to fold before they'd even gotten an answer.Ten thousand-plus Tier 1 cores, two hundred Tier 2s. Seven days into the apocalypse, that kind of haul represented a genuine fortune.Surely a man like Damon wouldn't just wave that off without a second thought.Damon, apparently reading the calculation running behind their eyes, flicked his fingers and let out an amused chuckle."Tiger. Go ahead and tell our friend here what the Syndicate actually pulls in daily.""Sure thing, boss."Marcu

  • Chapter 42: Bloody Massacre

    Crimson Talon's thousand-strong revenge force had closed the pincer completely front and rear both sealed.In an instant, the once-confident alliance of factions deflated like a punctured tire.Compared to Syndicate men who'd genuinely bled through real war, these dozen-plus scattered outfits most of them people who probably hadn't so much as killed a chicken before the world ended didn't stand a chance. Paper tigers, the lot of them.Worse, their earlier posturing had actually managed to get all one thousand Syndicate soldiers genuinely irritated.What followed wasn't a battle. It was a slaughter, clean and total.Watching the sheer brutality unfold from a safe distance, Vanessa Callahan and the rest of her crew went pale, one by one.They were art students, technically and credit where due, they'd adapted fast to killing zombies, beasts, and the occasional man with bad intentions in the short time since the apocalypse hit.But nothing had prepared them for this.Limbs flew. Arms sep

More Chapter
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on MegaNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
Scan code to read on App