Call For Help!!!

The humongous spaceship slowly inched closer to the blue dome of energy as it paused around ten meters away from it.

A blue wave of energy in the shape of a corona swam towards the spaceship, drowning it within its blue spectrum of energy before a space appeared in the dome through which the spaceship slowly entered.

Khan looked at the gigantic port where hundreds of such spaceships were present before flying towards the end of space.

Descending on the ground, he took a deep breath in to calm his slowly spiking heart rate as he switched off the entire operation of the ship before heading out.

The port was pretty deserted due to it being night time causing him to avoid strange looks due to the scanty rag on his body as he moved out of the spaceship area to the vehicle area.

There were multitudes of cars numbering more than a hundred as Khan moved towards an especially eye-grabbing one among the bunch.

It was an expensive-looking dark-colored sports car, with a sleek covering, the one that only the big shots of the entire Suicides city could afford.

Being a deathguard sure has its perks.

He tapped his fingers on the bonnet twice causing the car doors to open vertically into the air as Khan entered into it, the door zipping to a close after his entrance.

Sitting in the driver's seat, he was about to start the engine when suddenly he stopped as he took his hands off the steering.

Looking at the side of his seat was a black suitcase, placed in a resting position.

Clicking on the side of the driver's seat, the roof opened up, and within was a set of white colored shirts, a suit, and long official-looking trousers.

"This will do..."

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3 minutes later...

A young adult could be seen, dressed in a proper shirt with long arm sleeves, folded to half the length of his elbow and wrist.

A sleek-looking trousers reaching out to his ankles, the crease at the middle extremely glaring to see.

Handsome dark hair that glowed in the dark, a sharp pointed face, and a diamond watch on his wrist. The young man looked like the epitome of the young master of a multi-billionaire family.

Except this was no young master but actually Khan in disguise.

Grabbing the suitcase off the seat, he was about to exit the car when his eyes captured the rectangular communication device.

Khan picked up the device, and its screen immediately glowed with light a single number present saved with "Oni-sama..." on it.

Exerting small strength in his hands, a line immediately appeared on the device's screen, followed by five others before it got twisted and bent in an unnatural shape.

Flinging it to the ground, Khan took a deep breath in as he grabbed the suitcase off the chair and got out of the car.

"The next train will be 30 minutes from now, I can still make it..." He muttered under his breath looking at his watch as he placed the suit on his shoulders half wearing them before moving out of the port.

-- -- --

The streets of Suicides City were very long, with multitudes of skyscrapers spreading into the distance as far as the eyes could see.

Hundreds of cleaner robots moved around the streets, Vacuums, and different technological equipment in their grasp as they moved around the area all focused on their programming which is getting rid of any anomaly in the area.

The transportation system was incredibly diverse with hundreds of cars traveling the road. Above the ground, approximately 30 meters, hundreds of flying cars blitzed around, the lowest with half the speed of sounds, leaving only purple energy in their wake.

As Khan walked through the streets, flying jets skidded past him and he got quite the looks and nods from the people passing due to his dressing.

It was really a good illustration of how you're dressed are you addressed.

He also raised his hands with a warm smile on his face to any person who waved to him or commented on him.

Being a death guard meant the ability to complete any and whatever mission. The ability to adapt was one of the top three most important tools of perfect mission completion and he just happened to be a really good death soldier making his disguise skills top-notch.

Dressed in an office suit with a suitcase in hand and an especially warm smile on his face, who would have the slightest inkling that he might be a death soldier?

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"Just what is going on."

"The officers couldn't keep it safe..."

"There are still multitudes of stranded scientists in there..."

"Can someone call the EAF!!!"

Khan suddenly noticed the slight commotion at one of the gigantic structures in his pathway as multitudes of people gathered at the entrance, with greatly disturbed expressions.

Walking at his regular calm pace, he still maintained his facade of a regular young master and continued on his path, not at all paying attention to the commotion.

"Just what is happening..." An individual asked a middle-aged man dressed in a white coat.

"The Mutant Beasts. Our test subjects, they've all been accidentally unlocked. The lowest cultivation is at the 2nd Star rank stage and the highest is at the 7th stage but our leader is only at the 3rd Star rank, there's no way they would be able to fend off the beasts..." The scientist replied his voice quivering in horror.

"What the? How come the EAF are not here yet..."

"Tch, idiots..." Khan muttered under his breath. This was just another occurrence where a mishap will happen and the so-called heroes won't arrive at the scene except when hundreds of lives have been lost and they'll be praised as heroes at the end of the day.

Inhumane screams of horror could be heard from the structure while the sound of collision rang out shaking the entire structure.

But none dared to move forward as that would just be asking for suicide.

Khan ignored it, not like he was in any way related to the organization or anyone in there. It will just be an unnecessary hassle that might one day backfire. So it wasn't worth it at all.

"Help! Somebody, please help!!!" The scream of a young child echoed out as a young girl ran out of the building.

Tears streamed down her face, her long blonde hair ruffled with slight blood stains while her left arm was severed from the elbow as if bitten off by some strange animal.

"Somebody please help, my mother, is still in there..." The girl screamed out, ignoring her massively bleeding arms as she repeatedly pulled the trousers of one of the standby.

"My mom is still in there. Please do something. Somebody do something, anyone..." A lady clad in a nurse suit grabbed the girl as she rapidly wrapped a bandage on her amputated hands before running towards the ambulance.

"No, wait! My mom is in there. Everyone is still there..."

"Don't worry girl. The EAF will arrive soon, your mum will be safe I promise..." The nurse said passing her into the ambulance as it immediately zoomed off into the distance leaving only the scream of the little girl that slowly faded away.

None left their position, some even moving farther away as they looked at the fresh blood on the ground.

But who can blame them? Even the regular enforcers who were awakeners are yet to return, talkless of them, ordinary mortals.

But they were all shocked speechless in the next second as they witnessed a young man in an official business suit and a suitcase in hand running with speed towards the building.

"Is he mad!!!?"

"Just who is he?"

"Perhaps an awakener..."

"No, I can swear he's an ordinary mortal..." The shocked murmur of the crowd immediately rang out as the back of the young man faded away from sight.