225 Rage 1 (1/2)

If only she didn't know through Chris' research on this suspicious organization how they had ties with the government and were involved with so many inhumane experimentations that used living humans as guinea pigs, Sofony would have only knocked to this castle's main door and announced her intention to speak with their leader.

However, in the current situation, that would be a very bad and stupid move.

Although she lacked knowledge of who they truly were, she was at least aware of their nasty nature.

While she and Chris only used their abilities against normal people who deserved death or something worse than death, the folks of this godforsaken place had no qualms victimizing innocent people.

Who could tell if they were already putting Wendy on an electric chair to electrocute?

Wouldn't she be letting her friend suffer longer if she doesn't hurry up with the rescue operation?

'Damn. I really hate the situation. I'm so angry.'

First of all, she couldn't accompany her man to meet that mysterious uncle of his.

Second, it was a person dear to her that these people kidnapped.

Third, who knows how many people they had already killed or put to a torturous condition?

This was why even from the entrance, she had already begun releasing poison and hallucinogens.

Every walk she takes while in her invisible state, at least two people would fall down or start screaming and doing something stupid.

For example, taking a balustrade for a beautiful woman or handsome man ready for bedroom battles.

Sofony didn't bother trying to hypnotize anybody from the place since she knew her skills would only receive resistance.

She did break a few dozen legs though, of some higher ranking folks here, to force the information about Wendy out of anyone's lips.

This had taken a bit of her time due to the loyalty of the scumbags of this place to their whoever owner.

She felt so pissed for wasting so much before finding a relatively new member whose lips hadn't been made so tightly sealed yet.

And her anger reached the peak when she descended to the first basement of the building.

When she saw poor crying women being played and raped, squealing kids made to do horrendous act with the private parts of the middle-aged men clients there, and other people of different ethnics or origins locked up and chained up in cells full of torture materials, that was when her patience and limiter snapped.

Before Sofony bolted away to continue her search for Wendy, she immediately bought and released millions of bees and insects in the place and paid paints to make them devour all offender and oppressors.

'So distasteful...'

With a cold glint flashing across her eyes, she threw a glance to one of the crying pervert men nearby who was in the corner begging for someone to save him and for the hordes of bugs not to eat him alive.

After that, when she checked each cell and saw that her friend was not inside, she descended to the next level.

But before that, she sent a message for Chris and Sofia to come to this hideout and do the cleanup for her.

Even if she was preoccupied with worry for Wendy, she could not pretend to not see those people that had begged for her help and salvation.

Then remembering those trashes she had let off on the upper floors, she scrunched up her nose, then queued up an order to the biological weapons to raid the above floors after the current one.

...

Unlike Sofony who wasted a bit of time on interrogation, another person who teleported into the basement no longer had to do the same.

It was because he was a former member of this organization who only betrayed them after knowing what they did underneath the surface.

Contrary to what Sofony and the others guessed about the evil group, there were indeed many hosts, but not all of them were a product of tortures made as cash cows of the other real core members.

Ver was one example.

He was someone just enticed to join by the leader a month after he became an immoral host.

He was an idiot manipulated by the leader for a whole year, a moron who thought that the group he joined was a patriotic one that helps mercenaries in their livelihoods and rescue mistreated empire people from other countries.

Now he knew better than anyone else how dark and evil they were.

The first time he met Wendy was after he discovered that everyone else sent to different countries was made to abduct people to be used as experimental materials in the empire's quest to create super soldiers.

How unfortunate that among the many, he was only one.

Hundreds of people in the whole organization were in the dark about its other side dominated by immoral hosts like him. And the person who welcomed him in the place.

”You finally returned, Ver.”

The man who reappeared in the lowest floor level of the underground dungeon flinched at the melodious and enthralling voice that came from his right.

The hallway was dim.

Only a single candle lit up the place, filling the air with the scent of smoke and burnt candlewick. There was also the faint smell of molds and dust.

If one enters deeper into the hallway, the smell of blood, burnt flesh, and other human wastes would assault one's nostrils.

His current spot was saved from the tormenting smell due to its proximity with the air vent and the stairs leading to the floor above.