My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce novel Chapter 195

Ray unleashed a full–scale slaughter. The people around him fell in waves.

Bullets flew everywhere. With the crowd packed this tightly, there was no need to aim–so long as he didn’t fire upward or into the ground, every shot was guaranteed to hit something.

And Ray kept moving, relentlessly pursuing. With speed and stamina far beyond any normal human’s, once he closed the distance to within eight meters, he could open a spatial portal directly in front of his target.

Ordinary people had no sense of danger at all. They charged straight in.

There was no suspense.

Screams rose and fell in an unbroken chorus. Many were hit by bullets that didn’t strike vital points, so they howled in agony, turning the entire scene into something resembling a slaughterhouse.

The survivors instantly lost all will to resist.

Could they escape? Absolutely not. So they dropped to their knees, wailing and begging Ray to spare them.

“Ray! Please, don’t kill me!”

“I’ll do anything you say if you let me live!”

“I–I’ll let you do whatever you want to me! However you want!”

When life was on the line, there were very few fearless heroes. There were some–but not many, and they were all dead.

Ray finally stopped. His gaze swept across the crowd, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“You want me to spare you? Fine. I’ll give you a task. Within three days, hunt down Jon, Sunny, and the remaining survivors from Building 4–and kill them all. If I don’t see their bodies after three days, I’ll slaughter every last one of you.

‘But if you bring me their corpses, I’ll reward you with food. I always keep my word. You all believe that, don’t you?”

Who would dare not believe him?

The crowd wore miserable expressions. If they’d known this would happen, why had they ever provoked Ray?

Was he even human? He could conjure cars out of thin air. He could make people vanish instantly. He could fire bullets without holding a gun. None of this was something a normal human could do.

And yet, they had dared to gamble against such a monster–had even tried to steal from him. They must have been tired of living.

Everyone nodded frantically. All they wanted now was to survive–nothing else mattered.

Ray waved a hand. “Go.”

These people now knew a fragment of his secret, but it didn’t matter. Not a single one of them could escape the complex Meanwhile, Jon and his group were cornered like rats, trapped beasts who would inevitably clash violently with these survivor

By the time Jon’s group was wiped out, the entire neighborhood would probably be left will only a little over a hundred people.

Wasn’t that perfect? It would save him plenty of bullets

Sometimes, killing with a borrowed knife was an excellent choice. You even got to enjoy the show–why not?

The survivors fled, leaving behind a mass of wounded people sprawled on the ground, their cries sharp and pitiful.

“Please… please save me!” One person grabbed Ray’s pant leg.

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It turned out to be a fairly attractive young married woman.

“If you save me, I’ll serve you for life–as your slave, your maid, anything!” she pleaded, gazing up at him with desperate hope.

Ray coldly shook her off and walked away.

These people had tried to kill him and take everything he owned. If he could still feel sympathy after that, he might as well hang himself and hand over the villa and all the women inside on a silver platter.

Idiotic, wasn’t it? You reap what you sow.

He entered the passageway, opened the door, then shut it behind him, cutting off all the screams and moans.

Seeing Ray return safely, the women all breathed a sigh of relief.

Their fates were now firmly bound to his. If anything had happened to Ray, they would either starve, thirst, or freeze to death inside the villa–or become playthings for every man left in the complex.

The latter fate was far worse than death.

Thankfully, Ray had returned unharmed.

They had suspected he would win. After all, he wasn’t an ordinary man but someone with supernatural abilities. Still, when their own lives were involved, they couldn’t help but worry.

Now, all that fear finally dissolved.

Ray smiled lightly. “It’s over. Go back to whatever you were doing.”

That afternoon, they watched shows and played cards. After dinner, Ray led the nine women and Leo out of the villa.

But he wasn’t going out for fun. He was heading out to upgrade his firepower, to give himself more options when facing

enemies.

Soon, they arrived at Building 22.

The complex had Ray’s villa, mid–rise buildings, and high–rises. Buildings 22, 23, 24, and 25 were the high–rises, each thirty-

four stories tall.

Ray led everyone up to the top.

With his physique, climbing thirty–four floors in one go was effortless. The women, however, were ordinary people. They had to stop around the twentieth floor to rest before continuing.

Once they reached the top, they stepped onto the rooftop.

The rooftop door was locked, but Ray kicked it open with a single blow.

Up on the root, he began making preparations.

Once everything was set, he released a pile of steel rebar from his otherworldly storage space and placed it onto a conveyor belt

Now, once the conveyor started, the steel bars would rain down from above. All Ray had to do was open a spatial portal below to catch them. And steel bars falling from the height of the thirty fourth floor had terrifying, destructive power.

After all, even an egg dropped from that height could kill someone. So what about steel rebat?

Bullets struggled against mutated beings like the mutant husky even when they hit, the damage often wasn’t enough

But steel rebar? Not only would the destructive power increase dramatically, It could also create effective interference, trapping the target.

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