Chapter 4

The blood-red alarm lights spun wildly, and a piercing siren echoed back and forth in the cramped underground corridor.

Outside the blast door, a palpable killing intent, accompanied by a beast-like roar, pressed in.

I could clearly hear the roar of hundreds of military boots vibrating the concrete floor, the crackling of heavy stun spears, and the sharp scraping of machetes against the walls. Hundreds of desperate men had already flooded the corridor, making it completely impassable.

Inside the execution chamber, Mia's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

She collapsed to the ground in despair, sobbing uncontrollably, "Teacher Kane... please go, please don't worry about me, there are too many of them, you'll die..."

I ignored her cries, strode forward, bent down, and roughly but carefully wiped the blood off her face with my blood-stained thumb.

I stared into her terrified eyes: "Shut your mouth, hold on tight to my clothes, and don't let go, even if it kills you."

I will never sit idly by and wait to die.

My gaze swept across the blood-smelling room. I kicked down a broken metal frame in the corner, tore off a thick, heavy iron chain, and wrapped it tightly around my right arm, again and again.

With his left hand, he gripped the heavy bone saw that he had just snatched from the butcher's hand.

Immediately, I charged straight into the dense crowd outside the iron gate!

A hand-to-hand fight erupted instantly at the door!

The machete that came slashing at me was smashed away by my right arm, which was bound with iron chains, sending sparks flying. Without pausing for a moment, my left hand, wielding a bone saw, suddenly shot out, brutally cleaving open the collarbone of the burly man in front of me with terrifying kinetic energy. Blood instantly sprayed in a fan shape onto my face.

Using the momentum of his fall, I swung my right fist out with full force, smashing the face of a man to the side. The sound of his nose breaking was crisp and piercing in this deadly fight.

"Those who block my way shall die!"

Every swing of mine is executed with no unnecessary movements, only extreme killing efficiency.

Blood splattered everywhere in the narrow corridor.

I withstood the hacking and slashing of this group of people, relying on the abnormal physical strength and muscle density I had honed in the midst of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and managed to cut a bloody passage through the dense shadows of swords and clubs.

The desperados who were just moments ago ready to tear me apart now looked at me with horror instead of ferocity.

They simply couldn't understand how a siege of hundreds of people couldn't suppress just one person!

Just as I had broken through dozens of people and was about to break through the second basement level and approach the safety passage,

Unexpected changes occurred suddenly.

The corridor was too narrow.

I delivered a powerful punch that sent a 200-pound man flying; his massive body slammed heavily against the wall behind him like a rag doll.

In the midst of the commotion, the knife that had slipped from his hand, mixed with thick blood, flew straight towards Mia behind me!

Having never witnessed such a hellish scene before, Mia was already at her limit. As the knife, dripping with flesh and blood, flew towards her, she instinctively let out a terrified scream and frantically retreated in the opposite direction to dodge.

This retreat was fatal.

She instantly broke free of my safety net and crashed into the attack range of several cunning thugs from the side without any warning!

To protect the students, I turned around and pulled Mia back into my arms!

The heavy slash landed squarely on my back muscles, the excruciating pain of my muscles being violently torn apart shooting through my body like an electric shock, but I didn't even flinch. My left hand shot out like lightning, my five fingers contracting like steel bars, instantly crushing the throat of one of the attackers.

Although they managed to kill the attacker, the brief pause of those few seconds completely disrupted their excellent rhythm for breaking through.

The thugs at both ends of the corridor keenly spotted the small blind spot where I had stopped.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "He's injured! The corridor is too narrow, don't use a knife, use a high-voltage electric fence! Net him, I'll skin him alive!"

The encirclement net behind me tightened again, until four burly men in insulated suits strode forward, holding heavy air pressure launchers aimed at me.

Several specially made high-voltage alloy electric grids, barbed and crackling with blinding blue electric arcs, burst open towards my head under the force of compressed gas!

The oncoming electric grid, carrying deadly arcs, instantly blocked all my escape routes.

At that critical moment, my gaze, like a cold blade, instantly locked onto a thick fire hose at the top of the corridor.

The muscles in my left arm tensed up like a writhing dragon, and with terrifying explosive force, I hurled the heavy, blood-stained bone saw in my hand diagonally upwards!

The heavy saw teeth, carrying violent kinetic energy, smashed into the middle of the water pipe with extreme precision.

The sturdy metal pipe burst open with a roar, and a huge jet of high-pressure water poured down like a waterfall, drenching the faces of the thugs holding launchers in the front row without any blind spots!

The moment the charged alloy mesh touched the vast water net in mid-air, a dazzling blue arc of electricity flowed down, directly backfiring.

Those armed thugs, who had been grinning menacingly, didn't even have time to scream before they were struck by extremely violent high-voltage electricity.

They convulsed violently, foaming at the mouth, and collapsed one after another like tattered sacks. The previously crowded corridor was instantly cleared of a large area.

Without wasting those precious few seconds, I grabbed Mia from behind and darted across the ground like a cheetah, kicking open the heavy iron door of a storage room on the side. I slipped inside with her and then slammed the heavy metal latch shut with a loud bang.

After a series of howls and wailing, I heard someone give an order.

"Open the door for me!"

"Bring the heavy-duty cutting machine! No matter the cost, we must chop these two damned bastards into mincemeat today!"

The ear-piercing sound of demolition followed immediately.

The high-speed rotating gears were frantically cutting through the sturdy metal gate, and blinding sparks kept flying in through the cracks.

The heavy alloy door panel began to dent and twist inward at a visible speed. The air was filled with the pungent smell of burning metal, and the shouts of countless thugs and the clanging of weapons outside the door grew ever closer.

In this cramped and dark storage room, the sense of despair was amplified to an extreme degree.

Mia gripped my clothes tightly, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

As she stared at the twisting iron gate, her mental defenses crumbled completely, and tears of despair mingled with blood streamed down her face. To an ordinary person, this was a hopeless situation with no escape.

But I just stood quietly in front of her, protecting her behind me.

My bruises and wounds were still bleeding, but my breathing was steady and calm.

My cold eyes stared indifferently at the door that was about to break, like a king on a pedestal watching a group of clowns having their last hurrah.

"Don't be afraid," I said calmly, my voice as steady as the deep sea, carrying an undeniable sense of security. "Their time has come."

The words had barely left his mouth.

An extremely powerful roar suddenly poured down from the sky without warning!