The Invincible Mercenary King (by Matt Watt) novel Chapter 757

Chapter 757

Hehe. Haylan, do you seek to challenge me? You still lack the experience,” he chuckled.

In the tunnel, Bernard moved with lightning speed, darting forward like a cheetah.

Before long, he arrived at a considerably roomy corridor.

A particularly stylish car was parked here.

Bernard sat in, stepped on the accelerator, and sped into the tunnel.

After approximately thirty minutes, he reached a gate and paused the vehicle. He exited the car and flicked a switch.

Grack!

Amidst the resonating echoes of a conspicuous mechanism, the door gradually creaked open, unveiling the concealed expanse of the subterranean cave beyond.

In the vastness of the underground cave, a sanctuary of space unfolded. He had meticulously amassed an array of state–of–the–art equipment, steadily accumulating an arsenal of innovation.

Upon arrival, a sense of familiarity washed over him, as if he had finally returned home.

Amidst the coolness, humidity, and enveloping darkness, he found a peculiar comfort and a sense of joy.

“Haylan, you want to make sure I don’t lay a finger on Reign and keep me in check, then I’ll go ahead and give Reign a hard time today, maybe even snap some pictures to show you.”

As Bernard pondered the resentful glares and lingering discontent that Haylan had directed towards him in recent times, a chilling coldness flickered in his eyes, accompanied by a sinister smile. Determination welled within him, fueling his resolve to inflict merciless torment upon Reign as a means of seeking vengeance against Haylan.

The mere thought of it filled him with an exhilarating sense of anticipation.

In the outside world, he was merely a vice dean, constrained by the necessity to heed the opinions of numerous people.

But here, he was the king!

He could unleash his darkest desires, torturing and even taking the life of the woman he had imprisoned here, with no restraint whatsoever. There was no need for him to conceal his sinister nature any longer.

Yet, as he stepped into the underground cave and approached the blood pool, his gaze fixed upon the cage, a profound astonishment seized him.

Every single cage had been flung open. Not a soul remained within.

Even the blood pool had desiccated, leaving behind a barren expanse. A heap of lifeless piranhas lay strewn beneath its surface, their mouths frothing with white foam, teetering on the brink of death.

At the very depths of the blood pool, a colossal hole gåped wide, adorned with a cluster of suspended garments swaying gently at its entrance.

Notably, at the entrance of the cave, distinct traces of iron hammers were discernible. A grisly scene unfolded, with numerous piranhas bearing the marks of brutal obliteration, their bodies contorted and maimed by the relentless force of the iron hammers.

The evidence before him left little room for doubt. Reign and the others had escaped from the cave.

As Bernard beheld the scene unfolding before his eyes, his once–sinister smile froze in an instant, his face turned grim.

“Ah!”

The next second, he let out a thunderous roar.

Most of the piranhas lay lifeless, indicating that Reign and the others had departed quite some time ago.

“Do you think that finding the exit will grant you an escape from my grasp?

“There is no escape for any of you! Today shall mark the end of your lives!”

Following his resounding roar, Bernard’s eyes transformed into icy orbs, emanating an aura of ruthless determination. With brisk strides, he hastened towards the control room.

Skillfully navigating the controls, Bernard deftly operated the mechanisms. A hidden wall slid open, unveiling the concealed control button within.

Visas we get the underground cave and approached the blood pool, his gaze fized upon the cage, a profound