77 Terror

Inside a small dimly lit room, with only a computer monitor as the source of light. A plump figure could be seen relaxing on a chair, kneeled before him, was a naked young woman whose eyes looked blank.

Her two hands, grasped on his lance as her mouth, emanated a suction force, which constantly sent a wave of pleasure, running through his spine.

"Good, good... Do it stronger..." He murmured and the young woman heeded, as intense slurping sounds echoed amidst the darkness, breaking the tranquility of the room.

Soon enough, his breathing became ragged pants and his waist, instinctively thrust, and despite the fierce attack that he utilized, the young woman didn't mind and it and continued on her offensive.

The plump man's expression soon became reddish as he violently removed his phallus from her mouth and had her bend towards the wall and thrust, as his Yang Energy flooded her insides.

The young woman's visage that remained expressionless all this while, revealed a grateful and satisfied expression as she felt the warmth that surged inside her.

When his Yang Energy infiltrated her insides, the Yin Accumulating Parasite that was on the brink of exploding became suppressed because of his tyrannical Yang, and the bulge on her lower abdomen significantly decreased.

"Now, you can scram." He spoke in a cold tone and the young woman, whose figure visibly trembled, walked towards the exit, despite the fact that her body felt sore and disappeared towards the darkness.

The plump man, that was left inside the room, took his smartphone from his pocket and answered it,

"Targets reacquired, mission, completed."

With these words, the connection disappeared and the plump man revealed a slight smile on his face that contained several emotions including avarice and excitement.

...

Back inside the vehicle, the three women took the blanket that covered the two young women and became startled to find that the wounds that littered their bodies were gone.

"Impossible! Even with the current medical technology, to remove such a number of scars in such a small amount of time, could it be that, that girl is also a cultivator?" One of the women with a jet-black hair shouted in disbelief.

Her eyes became filled with fear as it landed on the unconscious young woman that laid on the opposite side, for if she really was a cultivator, she could easily decimate them all.

However, at the same time, she also became confused, for if she was a true cultivator, it should not be easy for them to knock her out.

But as they pondered in thought, they didn't notice that a crimson golden light sneaked up their nape and entered their mind through their ears.

"We must inform the CEO about this as soon as possible!" One of the women chimed took her smartphone and dialed a number, however, she became disappointed when her call went through the other party's voicemail.

"Calm down, we'll be going there anyway, what's the hurry, and also, even if this little girl really is a cultivator, she couldn't possibly handle all three of us at the same time." Another voice consoled and all of them started to calm down.

Soon enough, their vehicle came to a stop and they placed the three on a stretcher. But instead of heading directly inside the hospital, they took a route that was hidden from the eyes of the public and arrived before an elevator that headed underground.

Arriving at their destination, and after passing all the checkpoints, they arrived inside a hall, where hundreds of young women floated on an unknown liquid inside an incubation tube.

All of them stark naked, and their bodies had a part where they looked different from humans.

Some of the young women had the claws a tiger, and some had the lower body of a fish. Evidently, their current situation was the results of the genetic modifications that was done to their bodies.

The Divine Sense of the sleeping 'Lily' scanned the surroundings, and found that the current floor she was in was barren, instead, all of the people concentrated on the lower floor, just below her.

The three women didn't notice her Divine Sense and just continued on their work as they attached several medical tools on the two women and eventually placed the two of them inside an incubation tube.

With their job, done. The three of them revealed a smile of satisfaction, but when they turned around, they were shocked to find that the sleeping 'Lily' had already stood up and emanated a fierce aura of Slaughter which pressured their very soul.

The 'Lily' stretched her palm and her throat, slightly moved as she spoke,

"Asura Slaughter Path, First Stance; Marionette's Dance."

As her words reached their ears, their eyes became blank for a while before regaining their clarity.

However, as they moved on, they pretended that the 'Lily' who stood just before them was invisible and completely disregarded her presence, which made the former, leak a slight smile of satisfaction.

Aided with her Divine Sense and the Marionette's Dance's mind control. 'Lily' walked unimpeded and arrived before a dimly lit hall completely filled with people who wore a mask that hid their identities.

She was astonished to find that the people that gathered inside this huge hall that could already be considered as an amphitheater, numbered at least several hundreds.

When she arrived, she was the only person that didn't wear any mask and to compensate for that, she went to the men's bathroom and casually disintegrated a person to dust, took his mask and wore it for herself and returned back at the amphitheater.

Suddenly, a light descended from the heavens and illuminated the dimly lit amphiteather, revealing the structure of an octagon before them, followed by the appearance of a middle-aged man who wore an outfit of a butler and spoke with a polite tone.

"Hello, everyone! We're gathered here again to witness, another exciting battle between the genetically modified humans!"

"On the challenger's side, we have Code Sixty-One, and she will be challenging the consecutive winner of the Octagon's Season Three!"

"Here she is, Code Twenty-One!"

With the announcer's exclaim, the mood inside the amphitheater reached its climax as almost everyone stood up and excitedly yelled towards the skies, their energy, brimming with excitement and anticipation, could make almost anyone's blood, boil in enthusiasm

"And as a product of failed genetic modification. The winner will obtain the right to live a month longer than her companions and so, expect that this fight will be a bloody one, especially when our challenger is on the brink of dying!" The announcer said, and everyone's mood skyrocketed.

'Lily' stared at the Octagon and found that two figures of completely naked young women made their way towards the arena.

Their eyes, only burned with the light of rage and anger as they stared at each other as if assessing their prey.

"Fight, start!"

Without further ado, the announcer exclaimed and the figures of the two women blurred as they reappeared right beside each other and struck.

Blood bloomed in the air as both of them sustained, considerable injuries, especially the challenger whose chest almost caved in from the impact.

However, her expression remained indifferent and her mouth, opened slightly, revealing a set of fangs and her eyes, became vertical, followed by the increase of her agility as she bounced around, looking for the right opportunity to attack.

"Woah! It looks like our challenger is properly utilizing her ability as a person who holds the bloodline of a tigress! However, how will she deal with our champion who has the bloodline of a bear?!"

The announcer commented at the side and everyone's eyes concentrated on the champion whose body, became dotted with brownish fur that looked like the hide of a bear.

She assumed a defensive stance, partly due to her bloodline which greatly restricted her three-dimensional movements.

The challenger disregarded the enhanced defense of the champion and attacked. On her hands, spurted claws as she sliced.

Sparks flew as a sound akin to that of metals clashing against each other, echoed. The crowd hissed in excitement as the champion retaliated with a kick, striking the challenger deeply on her chest as she flew backward.

In compensation towards her enhanced agility. Her defense was lower than average and it only took the champion, two strikes, to send her to the brink of death.

"Several Fractured Ribs, Massive Brain Hemorraghing and the rupturing of the liver..." 'Lily' whispered in the air, the injuries that she deduced from the challenger's body would definitely kill her and she immediately lost interest.

Instead, her eyes landed on a figure behind a tinted glass, just above the amphitheater. Its location gave the person inside the room, a complete overview of everything on the ground.

Her eyes seemed to pierce through the tinted glass as she stared at the naked figure of a plump man who moved in a rhythmic manner as he thrust on another young woman that leaned on the glass.

Lily's expression became cold, as she noticed that the young woman seemed to be in a state of trance, and without further ado, her figure suddenly disappeared amidst the crowd and reappeared behind the plump man.

Despite her appearance, the plump man continued on his attack and soon, he reached his climax and with a groan, his Yang Energy exploded directly inside her, which made her visibly tremble in response.

The young woman plopped on the ground, and the man didn't bother about her anymore, but as he stared at the outside world, he found that everything became black. As if he stood inside a dark space with only him, present.

"Wha...What the..." Due to the suddenness of the phenomenon. He became startled but soon regained his calm as he urged the might of his cultivation base and shattered the dark world that surrounded him.

"Well, well, well, It would be boring if a trash like you died this easily..." A feminine voice echoed behind him and his pupils, constricted as it landed on the figure of 'Lily' who revealed a cold smile.

But upon noticing that she was just a young woman. He became conceited and roared in an intimidating tone, "Who the fuck are you?! How dare you mess with me!" His hand discreetly pressed on a device hidden in his back pocket.

"Trying to summon your comrades? It seems like you're foolish not enough to think that you can handle me, however, an ant, is still an ant in the end."

"No matter how many of you guys came over, I'll have all of you, taste the flavor of despair." A crimson light shone in Lily's eyes, and her figure started to literally turn into dust as Khan's figure appeared underneath.

But before he could process the sudden transformation of the maiden. He found out that the crimson light within Khan's eyes, seemingly became tangible as it pierced through his soul.

Fear and terror manifested in his expression, as he felt that the youngster seemed to transform into a hundred thousand years old Ancient Beast.

And he felt like he was a boat amidst the storm, and was about to capsize.

The might that he summoned became like a gentle breeze in spring before the youngster's power that transformed into a tempest which surrounded him completely, blocking all routes of his escape.

"J-j-just what the hell is this young man..."

"It seems like..."

"He's... the..."

"The reincarnation of an Asura..."

"Himself..."

He absentmindedly murmured as he stared at the faint silhouette of an Asura that manifested in the air before Khan.

The Asura emanated a power that threatened to subdue everything under the heavens. It looked extremely imposing and when the youngster stretched his palms out, it screamed in a shrill tone which broke the tinted glass that surrounded the room.

"Asura Slaughter Path, First Stance; Marionette's Dance!" Khan whispered as innumerable beams of light flew from the Asura above him, striking everyone inside the underground facility as the light within their eyes, simultaneously blanked out.

"Now, let's begin, shall we? "

"I'll give you a taste of the techniques that I refined, a hundred thousand years ago," Khan revealed an excited smile, of which, before the plump man, became like the smile of the God of Death, himself.