I Refused To Be Reincarnated -
Chapter 570: A Return to the Nightmare
Chapter 570: A Return to the Nightmare
Luna rewarded him with a few materials—mainly magical beast parts related to the ones he had killed—before he focused on his interface.
However, he frowned at the ridiculous amount of attribute points he got.
"Only seven per stat... and that’s with my physique doubling them." He rolled his eyes. "That’s a drop in the bucket!"
[Those points are just a boost to hasten earthlings’ development, but efforts are still required... Why am I even explaining that to someone who can breathe mana and qi? Just become a junkie again and stuff yourself with potions if you’re unhappy!]
He shrugged. "Already planned to do so. Anyway, give me a second to reach the next tier."
[You haven’t selected your class yet. You know what? I’ll give you the one you would have picked, anyway. Don’t thank me, and enjoy!]
He rolled his eyes at Luna’s last notification. Where was the fun if he couldn’t choose?
Clicking his tongue, his eyes flared up, wafting sky-blue mana.
With expert precision, he manipulated it to form Kwame’s natural symbols. Unlike last time, they pulsed to life with a mere thought. Their perfect shape connected into an intricate circle that spun around his heart. Even better, he didn’t feel any strain on his incredible body. After all, it was the best energy conductor.
[Congratulations on being promoted to the second tier.]
[Standard evaluated as exceptional: each point invested has double the value.]
He sighed at the notifications, shaking his head in disappointment.
"It won’t make a big difference."
However, Luna revived his excitement with a new message.
[Why don’t you check your new class? Who knows? It might surprise you.]
With a nod, he summoned his interface, his eyes widening and heart hastening as he read.
Class: T2 Lifeweaver Alchemist
A unique class created by Luna for Adam. Increases self-created potions’ effects and allows him to be promoted twice through mana and qi.
"I’ll get double the points with that!"
He smiled in gratitude, liking Luna a little more.
Though his chest still tightened each time he thought about Julius and his friends in the magic world, he understood Luna had tried to protect him. After all, that horrible eye in the sky would have ripped him to shreds to retrieve the demonic cleaver from his soul sea. He also got leisure time to master his elemental affinities and enjoy life with Misha.
His lips twisted as he sighed.
"Thank you for bringing Misha back and for your help, Luna."
[... Ew! Something terrible contaminated you. Quick, enter the third trial, get the last grimoire and get lost from my tower!]
He rolled his eyes as the boundless white room shifted and rumbled.
As his next destination extended before his eyes, Luna shook her head at the tower’s top.
A warm smile curved her lips as she tossed a mystical grimoire up and down playfully.
"When was the last time someone thanked me?" Her face crumbled as she gazed at Prometheus’ sleeping soul. "I pushed him a bit too much. But everything is for him to become the best... and for your return, my love."
Her longing words reverberated through the floors as Adam snapped his fingers.
A bright ball of condensed mana formed with the sound. Circling him, its light shone on the familiar surroundings.
The same putrid stench forced his nose to scrunch, and the same disgusting cells lined the underground complex’s walls.
However, the abominations he had seen last time were gone, leaving his memories and the uncleanable puddles of purple-dark blood littering the ground as the only proof they had existed.
"I take back my thanks. I hate you, Luna!" He stomped on his way, fuming. "Why did she send me back to Ignatius’ complex? He’s as dead as he can be, and I still have his soul."
Luna’s quest popped up before his eyes as if to answer him.
[Rerun quest: The Jiangguo empire tries to revive Ignatius’ unholy research. End this bastard’s madness for good by destroying the complex and any data related to chimaeras.]
His feet stopped, a painful pang tearing his heart as he recalled the unforgettable horrors. And when Misha’s distorted and tragic figure appeared in his mind, his eyes narrowed into blazing slits.
"I won’t let someone else suffer like she did! Count on me!"
The wind whipped against his robes as he blurred through the door he had smashed last time.
He passed by the lab, the room where Misha and her horse had fought for decades, before finding the dim corridor leading upwards.
Without wasting a second, he charged through it, passing the empty guardian room, the fourth and third floors, before stopping on the second.
Noises reached him first, then voices, and finally, he saw a white-coated man and woman leaving a lab. But his eyes narrowed as he gazed at the walls. He could feel hundreds of people’s weak life forces and a few larger ones behind them.
’They’re already recreating them! How I wish to blow up this hellish place.’
He controlled his mana to prevent it from flaring and shook his head.
Ensuring the data deletion was the key. Therefore, finding the most important scientist came first; making him delete everything from any device came next. Only then could he blow everything up.
Like a silent ghost, he passed the half-collapsed guardian room and rushed to Ignatius’ lab.
Once inside, he camouflaged his presence under layers of illusions and observed the five aged individuals standing around a table without paying attention to the pierced wall and cracked slabs.
"We’re progressing on the evolutionary cells, sir."
An excited voice echoed as one of them slammed a stack of papers filled with complex diagrams on the table.
"I doubt we’ll ever equal Ignatius’ genius, but we can recreate his insect-based chimaeras!"
Adam’s nose scrunched in disgust as the man continued.
"I’m confident about recreating his masterpiece in a year with the shower of money from the government."
The oldest nodded, a soft sigh escaping his lips.
"We can’t fail. The higher-ups grow more impatient with each passing day." He massaged his gray brows. "I’m so tired of their belittling remarks about how Ignatius did everything alone, even though they cut their investments for years. But I must admit it: he was an unparalleled genius, and his death is a great loss for our empire."
Unable to hold back after hearing so much bullshit, Adam dismissed his illusions.
His lips pursed in suppressed rage, he pointed a trembling finger at them.
"You’re my hostages. If you understand, tell me who’s the leader."
The scientists’ eyes fell on his short figure before their laughter enlivened the lab.
"What’s a kid doing here? Is he our next experimental subject?"
Adam shrugged.
"Humph. You see that hole?" He pointed at the deep crevice in the wall. "I made it. The cracked floor? It was me, too. The Chimaeras’ death? Me again... And Ignatius, that mad bastard! I took pleasure in killing and imprisoning his soul for what he did to Misha!"
He clenched his jaw, his knuckles whitening as the scientists’ eyes widened.
"But a few words won’t convince you." He turned to the one who slammed the papers, his icy voice delivering absolute judgment. "Shatter."
His mana rumbled in his circuits before leaving his fist. Vibrating with horrifying speed, it wrapped around the man’s body, causing his blood to boil in his veins and his organs to fail under its pressure.
In a heartbeat, steaming blood gushed from his seven orifices before his body crumbled in a disturbing cacophony of crunching noises.
"Haaa!"
The four other scientists trembled, dread’s icy fingers wrapping around their hearts as their healthy colleague’s body vibrated. The blood evaporated before the stench could permeate the air. Skin, bones, and muscles dissolved into particles in a show of pure horror they failed to understand despite their extensive knowledge.
Tetanised, they almost fainted when the kid’s voice echoed again.
"Who’s the leader? You have three seconds before joining your colleague and Ignatius."
Three turned to the only woman in the group, their faces distorted and their arms trembling.
"It’s her! She’s the liaison between us and the Jiangguo government." The oldest dropped to his knees and whimpered. "Please, let me live. I have a wife and two grandkids."
However, Adam’s lips curled into a cruel smirk as his implacable judgement befell the man.
"You called me an experimental subject. Why didn’t you experiment on your grandchildren?" He snapped his fingers. "Mercy is a luxury heartless bastards like you don’t deserve!"
Space cracked in a canvas of spiderwebs on the three scientists. They gazed at each other in horror for a second, but that’s all the respite they got.
CRACK
Like glass, their bodies exploded into bloody shards before the horrified woman.
----
AN: Long Chapter today. :D
If you find any errors (non-standard content, ads redirect, broken links, etc..), Please let us know so we can fix it as soon as possible.
Report