My whole family was brutally murdered? I awakened the thug system and went on a killing spree.

From the start to the finish line.

The entire process took less than 0.4 seconds.

Inside the iron cage, a boy who hadn't yet fainted saw what had just happened through the gaps in the rusty bars.

He couldn't see how the dark gold giant moved.

He only saw one thing.

That short, stocky monster who was just screaming about something about a sixth-tier monster and three apostles.

His head was stomped off.

It's like stepping on a watermelon.

The boy buried his face in his knees, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

He didn't know if the giant outside had come to save them or to kill them. He only knew that such a power shouldn't exist in this world.

The blood pool churned violently.

Qin Meng stood in the blood that reached above his calves, his gaze downwards.

He was standing on the headless corpse of the Fifth Apostle. The corpse was slowly sinking.

But his attention wasn't on the corpse.

Bottom of the pool.

The heartbeat sound changed.

The rhythmic thuds of the past turned into a series of rapid, furious blows.

Thump thump thump thump thump!

With each heartbeat, the walls of the entire underground space resonated.

Fine concrete dust fell from the ceiling overhead.

The eerie patterns at the bottom of the blood pool were all lit up to their maximum brightness. Dark red light shone from the bottom of the pool, dyeing the entire space a blood-red hue.

The blood mist and life energy that erupted when the two apostles died were all absorbed by the blood pool.

That's a catalyst.

The tumor that exploded wildly before the Fifth Apostle died.

The brain matter and bone fragments that sprayed out when the Sixth Apostle's head was crushed.

The concentrated life energy contained in the remains of the two high-level mutants was rapidly decomposed and purified in the blood pool, and then poured into the body of the black outline at the bottom of the pool along those pulsating lines.

The awakening ceremony originally required the life force of the last few children to complete.

No, it's not necessary now.

The lives of the two apostles directly filled the gap.

The black outline at the bottom of the blood pool suddenly opened its eyes.

Two dark red vertical pupils pierced through the three-meter-deep thick blood, locking onto Qin Meng, who was standing in the pool.

Qin Meng lifted his right foot off the corpse of the Fifth Apostle.

He took a step back.

It's not fear.

It is the combat instinct that makes spatial judgments.

next second.

boom!!!

In the very center of the blood pool, a devastating shockwave exploded from the bottom of the pool.

The three-meter-deep dark red blood was forcefully ripped up to the ceiling by this force.

Tons of blood crashed against the concrete dome with a deafening roar.

Qin Meng was pushed out of the blood pool by the shockwave.

He plowed two half-meter-deep furrows into the ground with his feet before he could barely steady himself.

Blood poured down from the ceiling, turning the entire underground space into a crimson waterfall.

The children in the iron cage screamed in despair. Hot blood poured in from the top of the cage, drenching their thin bodies.

Amidst a rain of blood.

A figure slowly rose from the bottom of the blood pool that had been shattered.

That cannot be called a "person".

He is 3.2 meters tall.

The entire torso was covered by a layer of dark red, metallic-looking carapace.

The surface of the carapace was covered with the same strange patterns as those at the bottom of the blood pool, which were flashing at a frequency visible to the naked eye.

Four arms.

The two upper arms are disproportionately thick, with the forearm and fingertips completely ossified, appearing as a translucent dark red, with dark blood faintly visible flowing rapidly inside.

The two fingers below are slightly thinner, but each finger tip extends into a bony spike more than half a meter long.

The spikes were covered with a thick, dripping dark red liquid.

head.

There is no hair.

Three curved bony horns extend backward from the skull.

The skin on his face looked as if it had been scorched by high temperatures, clinging tightly to the skull. The only features were two deep-set eye sockets and a huge slit in his mouth that stretched from the root of his left ear to the root of his right ear.

The lip slit split open.

It revealed three rows of densely packed, inward-curving, slender fangs.

Dawn of Flesh and Blood, the Third Apostle.

A sixth-order variant. A complete variant.

It stood at the bottom of the empty pool of blood.

The oppressive aura emanating from its massive 3.2-meter-tall body made the air in the entire underground space feel thick and sticky.

The ground beneath Qin Meng's feet was shaking continuously. It wasn't due to a physical impact.

It is a certain frequency released by the Third Apostle's body that is resonating with the surrounding matter.

With each vibration at that frequency, several new cracks appear on the concrete wall.

All previous enemies: Thunderstorm, Ghost Blade, Blood Bat, Fifth Apostle, Sixth Apostle.

Taken together.

None of them felt as oppressive as this thing standing there motionless.

The Third Apostle slowly raised his head.

Those two deep-set, dark red vertical pupils pierced through the rain of blood falling from the sky and locked onto Qin Meng, who was fifteen meters away.

It opened its mouth, which stretched all the way to its ears.

"Who... provided me with such abundant vital energy? I must thank him properly."

"Your two lackeys," Qin Meng said.

"What did you say?"

The Third Apostle lowered his head.

Something was churning violently within those two deep-set, dark red vertical pupils.

The three rows of densely packed fangs began to tremble uncontrollably.

The patterns on the shell surface flickered, with the frequency suddenly increasing from twice per second to more than ten times per second.

The foundation of the entire air-raid shelter emitted an even deeper, more muffled groan than before.

"Those are my brothers."

"They've been with me for nine years."

The third apostle raised his head.

Three curved bone horns cast grotesque shadows in the dark red light.

Those two dark red vertical pupils went from indifferent to crimson, and the capillaries around the pupils all burst, with blood vessels spreading to the entire eye socket.

"You—deserve—to—die!!!"

This roar created a substantial impact in the confined space.

The sound waves, carrying the life frequency of a sixth-order mutant, blasted away all the remaining rubble and metal fragments on the ground fifteen meters away. A few drops of blood, frozen in mid-air, exploded into red mist within the sound waves.

The last few children still conscious in the iron cage all rolled their eyes and fainted the moment they heard that voice.

The disabled little girl was lying on the ground where Qin Meng had just placed her.

His blood almost froze.

She looked up and saw the thing that had risen from the pool of blood.

Then she saw a dark golden figure standing a dozen meters in front of her.

That figure did not retreat.

The two thick, ossified arms above the Third Apostle simultaneously rose.

The patterns on the dark red carapace surface lit up, and the temperature in the entire underground space plummeted to freezing point within a second.

Blood rain congealed.

The blood falling from the sky froze into countless dark red ice beads in mid-air, hovering around the Third Apostle and slowly rotating.

Qin Meng planted his feet firmly on the ground.

The concrete beneath their feet collapsed again.

The 194 points of physical strength and vital energy were boiling throughout the body.

The frozen blood droplets that came within a meter of his body were immediately evaporated into red mist by the high temperature.

The Third Apostle opened all four of his arms at the same time.

A huge crack appeared in the ceiling of the underground space, running through the entire dome.

Soil and gravel poured down from the cracks.

"insect."

"I will pull your spine out and stick it in front of their graves."

The third apostle took the first step.

A 3.2-meter-tall body stood on the dried stone slab at the bottom of the blood pool.

The moment that step landed, the foundation of the entire air-raid shelter emitted a muffled groan.

Qin Meng slowly clenched his right fist.

High-temperature steam rose from the dark gold-black fist.

Two figures, not belonging to the realm of humans, moved simultaneously, separated by a blood-red space of fifteen meters.