Apocalypse - Evil Shelter System

The man's face changed. He quickly withdrew his hand and stepped back several meters.

Alex's pupils contracted. His body blurred, and in an instant, he was close to the man again, thrusting his military knife like a venomous snake.

The man snorted and pushed out his hand, trying to repel Alex.

Crack!

But before the man's hand could reach Alex, Alex's military knife had already pierced his shoulder.

Splat!

A spray of blood erupted.

The man's face turned pale, and he gasped in pain, unable to suppress a cry: "Ugh!"

His shoulder blade had been pierced by the knife, causing his body to tremble with intense pain.

"Boss!" The other two superhumans, seeing this, turned pale and rushed over.

Alex panted slightly. He hadn't expected the man to be so strong.

"Stay back, or I'll kill him!" Alex pressed the knife to the man's throat, shouting coldly at the two.

They halted, glaring at Alex with rage.

Alex glanced around and suddenly plunged the knife into the man's chest.

"Ah!"

A wail of agony echoed, and the man's face contorted in pain, his mouth wide open as blood poured out.

"Boss!" The two superhumans' faces twisted with fear as they shouted.

"Shut up, or I'll kill him!" Alex threatened with a sinister smile.

The two froze, shocked that Alex dared to act.

"Let… let our boss go!" they demanded, teeth clenched, staring hatefully at Alex.

"Haha! I told you, I'll release him if you tell me what you're up to," Alex sneered, twirling the knife, and then asked them again.

"Dream on. You're dead today, no matter what!" one of the men snarled, full of malice.

"Oh? Really?" Alex scoffed, then forcefully jabbed to the side.

Splat!

Another scream echoed as the man cried out in agony.

"Ah!"

"Bastard, let our boss go!" The two men, veins bulging in anger, roared and charged at Alex.

Smack! Smack!

But before they could reach Alex, he parried their punches one by one.

With three heavy thuds, the two men were sent flying and crashed to the ground.

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Alex walked over leisurely and squatted down, his eyes gleaming with danger.

"What... what do you want?" The man clutched his wound, his face flushed, panting heavily.

"Tell me who you are, or I'll kill him right now!" Alex pointed at the man on the ground, shouting coldly at the one still standing.

"Dream on!" The man snorted, a defiant expression on his face.

"Hehe! If that's the case, I'll just send him on his way," Alex shrugged, a wicked smile on his lips.

Alex lifted his foot to continue tormenting the man, but suddenly his body stiffened.

Slowly turning his head, Alex's pupils contracted into pinpoints as he saw a knife pressed against his throat, just a few centimeters away!

Swallowing hard, Alex felt a cold sweat break out on his back.

The man exuded intense killing intent, pressing the blade against Alex's throat, eyes filled with resolve and madness.

"Boy, you better behave!"

"Or I'll kill you right now!" The man spat out each word.

Alex swallowed again, taking a deep breath before slowly raising his hands. "We can talk this out…"

"Let our boss go!" At that moment, the two superhumans got up from the ground and rushed towards Alex.

Seeing them charge, Alex's expression changed slightly.

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At that critical moment, two arrows shot out of nowhere, and the two superhumans' bodies instantly froze.

A crimson line of blood appeared on each of their foreheads.

Thud!

The two superhumans collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Seeing the dead superhumans, Alex's forehead was covered in cold sweat. If someone hadn't intervened at the crucial moment, he would likely have been dead by now.

Alex looked up and saw a female superhuman standing not far away. She had a tall, slender figure and an alluring presence, especially with her impressive curves.

"Thank you for saving me!" Alex wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to the female superhuman.

"You're welcome!" she replied coldly, nodding.

"You... aren't a superhuman?" Alex asked, surprised as he looked at the woman.

She shook her head. "Not exactly a superhuman, but I can control fire, so you could call me one."

As she spoke, she opened her right hand, and a crimson flame appeared in her palm.

The flame danced like a lively spirit, continuously moving.

Alex stared in astonishment, completely taken aback.

"How can you control fire?" Alex swallowed hard, feeling a surge of emotions.

"I've been fascinated by fire since I was young, so I've become very familiar with it," the woman said, pressing her red lips together.

Alex took a deep breath, trying to suppress the shock he felt. Forcing a somewhat awkward smile, he asked the woman, "Um, I don't even know your name."

The woman tilted her head thoughtfully before replying, "I'm just the overseer of this illusion. You don't need to remember my existence."

Hearing her words, Alex frowned, confirming his suspicions.

"An illusion? How did you make these illusions so lifelike?" Alex asked curiously. Illusions, though magical, were ultimately fictional and not inherently threatening.

"We use many methods, but this is just part of basic manipulation techniques," the woman said, shaking her head.

"I see," Alex nodded.

After a long silence, Alex suddenly asked, "Can I ask you something?"

The woman glanced at Alex and said indifferently, "Ask."

Alex licked his lips and said, "I've heard there's a rule in the illusion: everyone who enters goes through various trials. I want to know, what kind of trial will I face?"

"Do you really want to know?" The woman raised an eyebrow, seeming a bit surprised.

"Yes, of course!" Alex nodded. He was eager to enhance his strength because he realized the perilous nature of this mission. Without enough power, he knew he would likely perish in the illusion.

The woman looked at Alex intently for a moment before responding.

"I'm not entirely sure either, but it's said that the trial you face will be one that directly challenges your weaknesses," the woman replied, shaking her head slightly.