Plundering in the Apocalypse

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Inside a dark cellar, a group of men could be seen dragging a tied-up man who was gagged in his mouth, and a black cloth blocked his vision.

*Mmph*

*Mmph*

Muffling sounds resounded across the narrow pathway. The tied-up man bowed as if he were begging for mercy, but because his mouth was blocked, he could only muffle. Hunk and his men turned a blind eye to everything and just drag that man inside a cellar reeking of dried blood. The man resisted frantically, but all his struggles were useless. They dragged him like a lamb that was being dragged to a slaughterhouse.

*Mmph*

*Mmph*

"Hah! So annoying!" Hunk mumbled with an unpleasant expression. Then, grabbing that man's hair, he pulled it hard and said viciously. "Just stop making it hard for us, otherwise I will skin you alive."

But even after hearing Hunk's threatening words, that man didn't stop resisting. This made Hunk look at him with a mocking grin.

"Heh! It seems he knows his fate well."

*Clang*

As the sound of the metal door behind them being opened was heard, Hunk and his subordinates turned to look at the incoming person. However, as soon as their eyes fell on the person that arrived just now, Hunk and his subordinates' eyes widened, and they bowed in unison.

"Master Sam!"

A handsome sassy young man with a blonde ponytail looked at them with a faint smile and said, "Oh! This one has some energy! That's interesting! Otherwise, it would have been boring!"

Licking his lower lips with an excited expression on his face, Sam commanded. "Untie him!"

"Yes, Sir!"

Then, without wasting any time, Hunk went up and removed the blindfold from that man's head and untied his limbs.

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As soon as his blindfold was removed, the man felt a cold chill on his back and a horrified expression appeared on his face as he looked at Sam and the other people in black suits.

The man was about to remove the cloth stuffed inside his mouth and immediately beg for mercy. But Sam, who saw his actions, immediately stopped him. "Oh! Don't untie your mouth. I don't want to listen to your nonsense."

"Also, don't waste your breath begging in front of me."

"I'll give you a choice. If you can defeat me or survive one of my moves, no one will stop you from leaving and you can regain your freedom."

Sam said that with a dashing smile and a benevolent expression on his face. Given his handsome look, he really seemed like a kind person at that moment.

When he heard this, the man's eyes lit up with hope.

But Hunk, on the other side, shook his head with a sigh.

Does he not know what kind of person Master Sam is?

And sure enough, Sam gave an evil smirk and made a claw-like gesture with his right hand, ready to unleash his move on this living target in front of him.

"Pendragon Form—Illusion Claw."

The next moment, in front of everyone's unbelievable eyes, Sam just stood in his place and the man who still had some hope in his eyes was chopped in three. It still took a few seconds for the blood to gush out and the chopped body to fall.

Hunk's pupils shook in horror as he looked at Sam with admiration. Just now, he didn't even see Sam move, and the target was already dead. This level of strength is just too amazing.

"How was it, Hunk?" Sam asked casually.

"Amazing, Sir. I don't think even a Vampire Dutch will survive your attack," Hunk praised sincerely.

To this, Sam just shook his head and said, "Who cares about those vampires? I want to know if I can kill those demons."

At the mention of the demons, the excitement in Sam's tone couldn't be hidden.

Of course, Sam knows about the Polaris City demon incident, and this also made him quite interested in demons.

"Tell me Hunk, do you think that savior squad is a match for me?" Sam asked with a proud expression.

"T-This…" Hunk thought about it for a moment and said with his head hung low. "I don't know, sir."

Although he wanted to say that Sam had no chance against them. But he swallowed his words because he didn't want to have an early death by angering Sam.

Sam was a little dissatisfied when he heard Hunk's answer. An arrogant expression appeared on his face, and he said proudly.

"What is there to think? They are just resorting to cheap tricks like those mages. I am a descendant of Dragon. In front of real strength, they are nothing but clowns."

Seeing Hunk and the others standing there stupidly, Sam felt a little irritated. He really wanted to kill them. But controlled his anger, so as to not waste manpower unnecessarily, and while waving his hand he said, "Just clean up this body."

"Yes, Sir!"

As he was about to go back, his footsteps halted. Then, turning to look at one of the subordinates, he asked.

"What about that woman I asked you to bring?"

"S-Sir, s-she is married."

Sam raised his brow. "So?" Then, looking at Hunk's subordinate, he said in a dangerous tone. "Just because she is married, you didn't bring her."

Sam made a claw and was ready to kill him.

The subordinate swallowed his saliva nervously and spoke. "… S-She said she will commit suicide if we take her by force."

As soon as he said that, the dangerous aura vanished.

"Hmm~ That explains why! Good job backing down then. I also don't like a broken toy," Sam said while rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"That woman is also pretty sexy." Thinking of that woman, Sam felt a little hot in his eyes. "It's been a long time since I tried one of her types."

"Did you tell her it was me who wanted her?"

"Yes, Sir! But she was very resolute and was ready to kill herself if we had forced her."

A frown appeared on Sam's face as he uttered in displeasure.

"I just don't understand. Why are these women so annoying? They get the chance to be played by a mighty dragon and they would rather die than leave their pathetic husband. Why do they always force me to resort to improper means when I just want to be a gentleman?"

"…"

Hunk and his subordinates were speechless and didn't dare comment.

With a sad look on his face, Sam mumbled. "Then as you wish."

Then exclaimed while clutching his fist and gritting his teeth. "Even if it pains me to do so. To help her regain her freedom from the shackles of morality (her husband), I'll have to dirty my hands (kill him), liberate her (kidnap her) and give her the divine blessing of a mighty dragon so she can ascend to heaven (f#ck her to death)."

Looking at his stressed expression, he seemed really unwilling to do such things. It looked like he was being forced to go against his wishes.

Hunk and his subordinates were looking at Sam's drama with poker expressions on their faces. It seems as if already used to it.

"Hunk!"

"Yes, Sir?!"

Hunk stepped forward immediately, already having a guess of what he was going to say next. And sure enough.

"It must be her husband who is threatening her. Kidnap him first, then tell her, the benevolent me has saved her and she can come to me to express her gratitude."

Nodding his head, Hunk answered seriously.

"Fret not Sir! We will save her from the evil clutches of her husband."

Hearing this, Sam looked at Hunk with a satisfied smile on his face. Then, patting his right shoulder, he said assuredly, "I am counting on you."

With those trusting words, Sam left the cellar, leaving a dead body and a group of speechless subordinates.

***

On the other side, inside the experimental chamber of the SMUP facility.

Under the effects of mana radiation, the New Gene Reagent has already started showing the effects of mutation. Due to extreme pain, the man was already unconscious. But his body had visible changes, such as the fur growing on some of his body parts and horns that started growing on his head. As time passed slowly, his body structure was also changing.

"Sir, the subject is deviating from human appearance. From the general analysis, the mutation is similar to the Drillhorn Deers."

The female researcher who was monitoring the subject said. But as she turned sideways, she found that Dr. Garfield's eyes had never left the subject all this time.

"Just continue monitoring his vital signs. As long as he is alive, the New Reagent is not a failure."

"Yes, Sir!" The female researcher nodded without asking further questions.

Dr. Garfield prayed for the reagent to work, otherwise, he will have to continue searching for the correct ratio and would not be able to enter the next step in time and complete the Serum within a month.