The Devil's Cage

“Who?! It’s you! You piece of—”

Kaomu, who fell to the ground head on, lost two of his front teeth. Turning around and covering his bleeding mouth, he saw the figure he envied and hated.

He wanted to scold him, but before he could, Kieran’s cold glare stopped him.

A cunning opportunist who relied on lies to make a name for himself certainly wasn’t a strong-willed person. In front of Kieran’s killer glare, which was tempered by slaughtering myriads of living souls, other than collapsing, Kaomu couldn’t show any other reaction.

However, Kieran didn’t want a collapsed Kaomu, but rather, a sane one who could tell him everything honestly.

So, Kieran looked down at him, opened his left hand in front of Kaomu and waved his fingers in a unique, rhythmic way.

It was like his fingers were blessed with magic, as they captivated Kaomu’s eyes.

In Kaomu’s ears, Kieran’s heavy, hoarse voice echoed.

“Listen, the growls that echoe in your ears.

“Listen, the rage that hides in the land.

“Listen, the wails that swirl before you.

“It’s the wails of the dead.

“They are enraged, wanting to tear you apart, an accomplice; you know everything, but you hide the truth from the light.”

Kaomu’s eyes dilated right away, feeling like he saw something.

“No, it wasn’t me! I didn’t kill anyone! Someone told me the three soldiers’ bodies are hidden in the storeroom of the activity lounge! I’m just using this chance to take out 2567! I didn’t kill anyone!” Kaomu spilled the truth in panic.

The panic didn’t just show on his face; his hands and feet were moving together too, pushing his body backwards. He was frightened beyond his senses, as if there were souls of the dead wailing in his ears.

The reporters who were watching the scene felt chills down their backs. They instinctively shrunk their necks and tried to step under the sun.

Nevertheless, they didn’t stop working. Cameras, voice recorders and pens were all being used to record the scene.

Ka, ka ka!

The shutter of the cameras sounded non-stop, and flashes shone continuously.

But even with this reaction from the reporters, Kaomu, who was hypnotized by Kieran’s killer intent, didn’t wake up. Kieran perfectly utilized his Pro level [Mystical Knowledge] to bring out its best effect.

“Who told you?”

“Someone sent me a message via phone, an unknown number.”

“Give me the phone.”

Kieran reached his hand out and Kaomu actually handed it to him.

Kieran unlocked the phone and saw the message on the first row of the message tab.

‘********: a murder happened in the soldier rehabilitation center. Other than the dead doctor and nurse, the three missing soldiers died in the storeroom of the activity lounge.’

The number of the sender was masked by a series of asterisks.

Kieran expected it though.

If it were that easy to get clues, Kieran would have had to reevaluate the situation. Similarly, the enemy wouldn’t have easily picked this idiot as their ‘representative’.

Unless.

As thoughts bloomed in his mind, Kieran passed the phone to Officer Lin.

Kieran had only met him once before, but he believed that the man was better to communicate with than Mei Huasheng.

In fact, that really was the case.

“I’ll ask some men to work on it. Once we get news, I’ll let you know.”

Lin An took a glance at the message before ensuring Kieran.

He then passed the phone to a young officer beside him and whispered his orders to his men.

Mei Huasheng, on the other hand, was looking at the activity lounge. Her eyes looked stern and strict like never before.

It was true that Mei Huasheng was an old-fashioned person, but she wasn’t an idiot, by any means. She was able to return from the battlefield; despite some trauma still haunting her, coming back alive said it all.

Kaomu was an upstaged pawn, a pawn with a hidden goal whose only purpose was to mess up the situation.

This was the reason why she didn’t stop Kieran from the sudden attack.

Compared to Kaomu, Lyn Amie was nothing.

Choose the lesser of two evils.

Mei Huasheng understood the saying very clearly.

“What is inside?” Mei Huasheng asked stiffly, but no one answered.

Kieran knew she was talking to him, but who said he had to answer?

“I see death.”

Kieran walked inside the soldier rehabilitation center, his hoarse, heavy voice sounding again. His gloomy tone instantly caused discomfort to appear in the crowd’s hearts.

Then, the discomfort spread rapidly.

“Leave! Leave now! Everyone!”

Kieran spoke very fast, his body wiggling like a snake.

The crowd was no stranger to this scene. In fact, they had been frightened by the live broadcast that showed the exact same scene last night.

Now, seeing it with their own eyes, not only were they not used to it, but they were even more scared.

The weird traits of [Viper Body] had exceeded common knowledge.

The crowd chose to comply with the fear caused by the unknown.

The reporters, rehabilitation center staff, and patients all backed away quickly, leaving only the officers on duty.

The crowd didn’t leave though, only stepping further backwards to continue watching Kieran and the scene.

Kieran went back to the minivan. Eckart and Lyn Amie followed.

“Are we not going inside?”

Lyn Amie looked at the rehabilitation center further away with a curious gaze.

“If you have a death wish, I won’t stop you. Kaomu was obviously used by someone to lure everyone into the activity lounge. I don’t know what their purpose is, but after spending so much effort, I doubt it will be a warm welcoming party.”

Kieran looked at Lyn Amie like he was looking at an idiot. He then said to the driver, “Drive, get away from this place.”

If he weren’t so weak and exhausted, he wouldn’t mind going inside to have a look.

But now, he was just a normal human at his peak. Even if he had many skills to protect himself and allow him to neglect most lethal attacks, the important point was that it wasn’t all attacks, just most of them.

There were still many dangers that could threaten Kieran’s life, and without any defensive methods, a single sniper was enough to kill Kieran ten times over.

Even though he knew going into the rehabilitation center and displaying his ‘mysterious’ side would make many more people believe in the supernatural, thus granting him even more ‘reverse energy’, Kieran still chose to leave.

He was on the clock, but he wasn’t that desperate yet to risk his life.

The minivan roared to life again. It drove quickly yet steadily on the highway.

“Enough?” Kieran asked Eckart all of a sudden.

“Enough.” Eckart nodded.

The strange conversation baffled Lyn Amie. He looked back and forth between Kieran and Eckart, but he eventually gave up any intention to ask.

He instead placed his attention on the live broadcast on his phone.

Bold people were everywhere; some left the rehabilitation center, and some didn’t.

Even though no one could enter the rehabilitation center, the reporters that stayed behind still uploaded what they had captured onto the internet.

Soon, when a group of images entered Lyn Amie’s sight, he gasped.