Chapter 1152
“Then let’s ensure they never see the light of day again p>
Nicholas’s gaze fell on the coordinates on the screen, his dark eyes growing even deeper and more dangerous.
“Let’s go. It’s time… we meet this so-called Envoy p>
International waters.
A private island.
Deep inside the black building, in the dimly lit main control room.
A man shrouded entirely in a black cloak sat in a massive leather chair.
He slowly raised his head, revealing the face beneath the hood.
That face could no longer be called human.
The grayish-green skin was covered in twisted, dark purple veins that bulged grotesquely.
His muscles even looked rigid and petrified.
Under the eerie glow of the monitors.
He looked like a demon crawling out of hell.
“Mr. Envoy, the Doyle family has been completely purged p>
A subordinate, also wearing a black cloak and sporting an equally grotesque face, appeared silently behind the man, bowing his head in deep reverence.
“Heh p>
The man let out a scoff, his eyes fixed on the massive screen.
He raised a hand and tapped a key on the keyboard.
That hand-the fingers were long and slender, but the nails were pitch black, and
dark red substances could be seen underneath them.
It looked incredibly twisted and horrifying.
On the screen, a surveillance video expanded.
The feed was broadcasting the aftermath of the Doyle family in Vaelion City in real- time.
The Doyle estate was engulfed in flames.
The Subterranean Bio-Lab had been blown to rubble.
Every single connection and clue leading back to The Obsidian Sun Laboratory had been wiped clean.
The corners of Special Envoy Mordecai’s mouth slowly curled up.
The smile was so eerie it made the scalp tingle.
“A mere Doyle family, it was their honor to serve as dogs for The Obsidian Sun. To think they actually deluded themselves into believing the organization would save them at atime like this p>
He paused, his tone growing even more contemptuous. “Is the Doyle family even worthy p>
The subordinate behind him
โà¸à¸™ p>
immediately agreed respectfully et
“You are absolutely right, Mr. Envoy. To be utilized by The Obsidian Sun is the Doyle family’s supreme honor
“In this world, there isn’t a single person or faction worthy of The Obsidian Sun
wasting time to save them p>
Special Envoy Mordecai didn’t speak.
He stared at the flames on the
screen and suddenly remembered something. His bruised-looking lips curved into a bizarre smile.
“Speaking of which… there actually
is one person in this world The
Parcin wouldn’t mind taking
the time to recruit p>
“It’s just a pity that person’s movements are like a ghost, completely impossible to track down p>
The subordinate froze for a moment before speaking in a low voice. “Mr. Envoy, are you referring to… the Sovereign of the Ghost Alliance in the Gray Zone, Demon p>
Mordecai’s eyes instantly turned incredibly sinister, a twisted, fanatical light flashing in his dark pupils. “Yes… Demon p>
His scarlet tongue darted out to lick his shriveled lips.
In his mind, memories from four years ago surfaced.
Back then.
That person codenamed Demon was only in her teens.
He had led a team into the Gray Zone, wanting to open a channel for The Obsidian Sun Laboratory there.
After all p>
If The Obsidian Sun could establish a foothold in that gray area, no country would
be able to do anything about them.
But as luck would have it, that Demon p>
Ruined his plans time and time again.
She even pushed him to the brink of death. He had nearly died at the hands of the Ghost Alliance.
Barely escaped with his life.
Even though four years had passed, he could never forget that memory.
Excitement churned in his eyes. “Four years have passed. I really would like to cross paths with that Demon again and see what happens p>