The atmosphere in the underground testing ground was stagnant to the extreme.
Jax and Angela looked at each other, and then they looked at Saber who just walked in. They were sure that Jax didn't come with good intentions, but there was only one person. "Isn't this guy too confident in himself?" they thought.
The sudden silence confused Seber. He turned around and asked with his arms wide open, "What's going on?"
"Is it because I'm not cool enough? Or are you guys dumb? Are you guys scared silly? "
He looked around and clicked his tongue in wonder.
"Tsk, tsk, look! This is probably the worst laboratory I've ever seen. Even when I was at Stryker's place, I was able to stay in a single room with air conditioning. But look at this place; it's no different from a slaughterhouse!"
Saber wasn't trying to belittle this place; he was just telling the truth. This laboratory was so shabby that it was shocking. Every bed was separated by a wall made of cement, and every space was sealed by low-quality leather curtains. Probably because it was used for a long time, the curtains were all stained with blood and other disgusting things. Dirty water was everywhere, and the smell was unbearable.
If two rats jumped out of this place, it would be a perfect underground garbage dump.
It was hard to imagine that Jax was able to create the basic version of Weapon X in a place like this. It seemed like this young man was either a genius or a lunatic.
"Kill him!"
This was the first sentence that Jax said. In the next moment, more than 30 people with weapons dashed out of the resting room and the houses on the side. The guns in their hands were shiny, and they pulled the trigger as soon as they saw Seiber. Bullets flew in all directions, and the sparks and smoke made this place look like a small battlefield.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Bam! The bullets created a lot of sparks on Saber's silver mask, and the impact of the bullets made his head tilt up a little. In just five seconds, Saber's body was turned into a beehive. After the first wave of bullets ended, the ground around the soldiers was filled with bullet shells, and an indescribable atmosphere appeared.
Saber didn't fall down. In fact, he didn't even take a step back; he was just standing there, and he was hit at least 300 times.
He looked down at his clothes that were full of holes, and he tilted his head and looked at the soldiers who were reloading. A hint of anger appeared in his voice.
"Why is it always like this? It took me two hours to choose this! I really … really like it! "
Whoosh!
The long silver sword was unsheathed, and the metal scabbard hit the ground. A small dent appeared on the ground under Saber's feet. With such a huge force, his body jumped out of the ground, and he was beyond the limit of what the human eye could see. Like a shadow, he rushed into the group of soldiers who were caught off guard.
Poof!
The sharp silver sword pierced the heart of the first victim, and Saber's nose twitched.
"Ah, this beautiful blood …"
Swoosh!
The head of the second guy flew out. The sharp adamantium sword, coupled with extraordinary strength, brought about a shocking massacre. He held the hilt with both hands and exerted force with his legs. His whole body spun on the spot, like a storm of blades. In an instant, blood and minced meat were everywhere. In front of the silver blade, everything was cut in half.
The speed was so fast that it was even faster than death. The soldiers only felt a chill in their bodies, and before they could repent, the death following behind Saber took their lives.
"Ah!!!"
"Help!"
"No! Please don't! "
All the anger, unwillingness, hatred, and begging were shattered by the blade. It wasn't only the corpses that fell, but also the souls that were supposed to repent. When a person decided to do something, everything in front of him would be cut in half. It didn't matter if it was metal, armor, or the body.
Bam!
Saber's flesh storm stopped after three seconds. The assault rifle in the hands of the guy in front of him was cut in half, and his upper body and lower body were also cut in half. Blood gushed out from the waist where the rifle was cut in half, and it dyed the dim light in a cruel light.
Through the blood, Saber saw Angela and Jax who were stunned. He saw the corners of their eyes twitching, and he saw the fear in their eyes.
"Ha … Do you like the gifts I brought for you? Oh, right. "
Saber swung the blade in his hand and got rid of the blood on the ground. He looked at Angela and Jax who were slowly backing away, and he said, "Do you want to know what Stryker said to me before he died?"
"Stop him!"
Jax patted Angela's shoulder as he turned around and ran into the darkness. Seber didn't pay attention to Jax; he only looked at Angela who was standing in front of him with her arms open. Seber asked with interest as he looked at this strong yet charming woman.
"Why? I saw the fear in your eyes … You are afraid of me, but why did you stop me for this guy? "
He leaned forward and lowered his voice like a gentleman.
"Is it for love? I'm really touched … Especially in this damned hell-like place. "
Bam! Bam!
Angela didn't answer, and two gunshots sounded behind him. The soldiers who were lucky enough to dodge this round of killing were scared out of their wits. They pulled the trigger subconsciously and wanted to kill Saber, but Saber didn't even care about them. He raised his foot and walked forward on the wet and sticky ground. Then, he waved his finger behind him.
"Kill them!"
Whoosh!
Dazzling lightning flashed in the darkness, and before the remaining seven soldiers could dodge, they were turned into charcoal by Ororo's lightning. Storm's rage was not without reason. She and Shauna had snuck into the testing ground in the midst of Seiber's killing spree, and she saw … the things that Seiber wanted her to see.
Unlike the children in Stryker's base, the test subjects in Jax's base were all adults. Their tolerance for pain was much higher than children, and the pain they endured was much more terrifying.
Unlike Stryker's experimental model of slowly cultivating and extracting blood for synthesis, this rough experimental site didn't have so many high-end equipment for Jax to use. Therefore, they used a more extreme and terrifying method of cultivation.
As mentioned earlier, the X gene existed in the genes of at least 50% of the human population. The difference between ordinary people and mutated humans was the proportion of X genes and whether they could awaken. Therefore, from this point of view, everyone had the possibility of becoming a mutated human. With a little guidance and a little inducement, this could be done.
Stryker's original Weapon X project was composed of many parts. Jax was responsible for providing the best experimental materials for Stryker, so he got enough blood serum containing self-healing factors as inducements to stimulate the mutated human's ability. He only needed to inject these blood serums into the bodies of ordinary people and simulate a "suitable" environment for them. Then, he just needed to wait for the results.
From this point of view, it was fine for him to conduct experiments in this junkyard.
However, this was cruel for these "test subjects"; the pain they endured was unimaginable to ordinary people. Oro saw the old man lying on the bed. He was very old, and his body was filled with all kinds of needles. It seemed like he couldn't speak or move, but his mind was still clear. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and tears with blood flowed out of his eyes.
He saw the shock and fear in Ororo's eyes, as well as a hint of unconcealable anger. He struggled to raise his hand, wanting to say something, but he couldn't. His filthy bed was covered in blood, which belonged to him, as well as the pitiful people who had once laid here. Ororo grabbed his hand. She looked into his eyes, which were filled with pleading.
There was only one meaning in that begging, "Let me die. Please … Give me a peaceful death. I've had enough."
Oro couldn't help but turn her head away, and tears flowed out of her eyes. In this basement, she saw for the first time how ugly human nature could be, and how dark the world could be. This was something that she couldn't see under the protection of Professor Charles, but now, Saber used a destructive method to show all of this to her.
Without any preparation, without any hesitation, the cruelest side of the world appeared in front of Oro's eyes.
Watching Saber slaughter those soldiers through her tears, she suddenly felt like her world was collapsing. Joy surged in her heart; it was the joy of revenge and destruction. In front of this kind of suffering, Saber's slaughter didn't seem to matter; it even had a charm that could make people fall for him.
Oro suddenly felt like her past self and everything that she had persevered for was so … childish!
"Do you think that there will be peace if you put down the knife? You guys are so silly that it's cute … "
"Pfft!"
Fayde's figure jumped onto the bed, and the drill in its hands pierced the old man's heart. The old man, who had suffered a lot, widened his eyes, and then, with great difficulty, he smiled.
"Cough … Thank … Thank you …"
He loosened his grip on Oro's hand, and Storm was stunned on the spot. Death was so close to her that it made her heart tremble, and she wanted to vent her frustration.
Shauna, who was standing by the side, quietly helped the old man put his hands together. Then, she drew a cross in front of her with both hands, praying for the soul that had finally been released. In the eyes of this mentally unstable girl, death was no big deal. It was nothing more than pain or release.
"Heavenly Father, I praise you. You are the greatest God. You wear honor and majesty as your clothes. You wear light like a cannon, and you spread the sky like a curtain. Heavenly Father, I thank you. Your glorious light always shines in my heart and illuminates the path ahead of me … "
With Shauna's ethereal prayers, Oro's soul seemed to rise into the air. Her soul needed some time to recover from the shock, but in the next moment, Saber's voice pulled her back to reality.
"Kill them!"
Oro's heart surged with an impulse that she had never felt before. When Saber asked her if she knew what power was used for, she was at a loss. But now, she knew …
The lightning and storm that the Creator gave her was never to show off her greatness, but to let her fulfill her innate responsibility.
Something that Seiber had once said suddenly popped into her mind. 'Either you die a hero … or you live to see yourself become a villain …'
Whoosh!
Dazzling lightning bolts shot into the air, illuminating everything around her. It was a feeling of intimacy that she had never felt before. The feeling of lightning bolts shooting out from her palms allowed her to see the future that she wanted for the first time. In that future, there was no place for such darkness!
Praying could never be exchanged for justice. The justice that she wanted could only be obtained with hands stained with blood. Then … it would start now!
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