The Devil’s Cage - Chapter 301

Chapter 301

Schmidt covered his stomach and kneeled on the floor to throw up .

He was certain that the bastard before him had done it on purpose . Such a punch to the abdomen could only be achieved through special training .

The pile of vomit before him was his breakfast, which he had puked all over Tally’s carpet . She was really pissed off .

"Stop it, Marco! I did not ask you to show off!" Tally stopped the man, who was preparing his fist for another round of beating Schmidt .

Marco was taller by a foot, and his physique was much bigger than the average grown man’s .

Even the loose suit on him looked tight around his muscles .

Those wide palms and strong fingers of his ripped off a corner of Tally’s desk, showing off his strength . He clenched his fist as powder fell from the corner of the desk through the gaps of his fingers, as if the desk was made of chalk .

"Pardon me, Landsky . You know I can’t control myself sometimes," Marco apologized insincerely before he walked towards the chair behind Tally’s desk and sat down in her seat .

His substantial weight made the solid chair let out a screech .

"Do you really need to waste so much energy on this piece of trash?"

Marco was looking at Schmidt, who was struggling to stand up with a disdainful expression .

"A year and a half ago, you were trash yourself . Don’t you forget it!" Tally grunted coldly .

"So what? I am not the man I was back then . I’ve been reborn! I will become the strongest warrior there is!" Marco sounded upset at first, but then he went on as if he did not care about her comment .

"You should show me some respect . It would be best for you to do so, regardless of your current position or the one you wish to have in the future . Don’t forget, most high-ranking officials were not satisfied with you . Me? I am the chosen one among thousands, I will soar up to the sky soon!"

Marco mocked Tally before his ego took over .

"Maybe you will soar up to the sky soon, but right now you are just my assistant! The reason I called for you is to show Schmidt my leverage!"

Tally laughed, not holding back the fact that Marco hated the most . The fact that he was the director’s assistant . Infuriated by the reminder, he flipped the desk away and dashed towards Tally angrily . He wanted to tear the woman apart limb by limb .

Marco had acquired strength beyond the imagination of any human in a short period of time by using some special methods . It had come at a price though . He might be as strong as an ox, as quick as a swallow, immune to small caliber firearms and able to recover from body injuries quickly, but he had lost control of his emotions in exchange for that .

Once he lost control completely, he would also lose his sanity . As the director’s assistant, he was bound by a pair of special shackles .

Tally was the one who controlled his shackles, so when she saw Marco rushing towards her, she was not afraid . She slowly turned the ring on her right index finger .

The silver metal ring suddenly emitted a red flash .

Marco, who had been a raging ox a moment ago, turned into an obedient dog .

All he could do was grunt and moan in dissatisfaction .

Tally ignored Marco, who was now crawling around on the floor, and turned her attention to Schmidt, who looked shocked .

"Who… Who the hell is he?"

The director and her assistant had not hidden anything from Schmidt as they’d talked . Schmidt, who had a certain degree of understanding about mystical practices, could make some guesses, but he could not believe what he was seeing .

"An alchemy-enhanced human!" Tally told Schmidt .

"How dare you do something like this? Have you forgotten about the Blood Moon 200 years ago?" The sense of justice in Schmidt’s heart made him shout at Tally .

Alchemy-enhanced humans were not rare in the mystical realm, but they were forbidden . The transformation process was inhumanly cruel and it had a low success rate . Such a transformation could create an insane, bloodthirsty monster .

Two hundred years ago, before the current government system had been implemented, a lord had been ruling over the West Coast . The uncontrollable, bloodthirsty monsters had destroyed almost the whole coast .

The powerful society that had created those monsters had also been destroyed following the monster uprising . The monsters had started to attack any human or animal within their sight . Any living being became their target .

The kingdom capital had been breached in just two weeks . More than 100,000 lives had been lost during that period .

Generals, soldiers, civilians, nobles, elderly people, children, men, women, no one had survived .

The societies with tremendous mystical power had paid an even heavier price .

When the kingdom’s armies had been completely destroyed, those mystics who did not wish to die had to go to the frontline and fight the monsters created by their peers .

The war had lasted for over two years . In the end, the mystics had won, but their glory days had been numbered .

The strong kingdom of the West Coast had disappeared in the sands of history .

The mystical societies had come to a tacit agreement, forbidding any human experiment related to alchemy spells . Anyone who violated that rule would not be forgiven .

As the new agreement was formed, so was the new government that replaced the old kingdom .

However, the long-lasting war had affected the whole country, leaving behind battle scars all along the West Coast .

The Blood Moon!

People who had survived the war called it the Blood Moon .

"You people want to destroy the West Coast again?" Schmidt yelled in outrage, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets .

"No, of course not! Technology advances with time, and so do alchemy spells related to human experiments . After we…"

As Tally countered Schmidt’s argument, she did not notice her silver ring . The red flash was dimming as she spoke . Schmidt did not notice it either .

When Marco stood up with a vicious smile, their faces turned pale in sudden fear .

Tally was looking at her ring incredulously . Schmidt instinctively wanted to pull his gun out, but before he could, Marco was already in front of him .

"DIE, YOU PIECE OF TRASH!" he shouted .

A fist as heavy as a hammer struck Schmidt’s skull hard .

Schmidt unconsciously closed his eyes . He knew that, considering Marco’s strength, a punch on his skull would only result in his brains splatting all over the place . He could not think of any other possible outcome .

The anticipated pain did not come though .

"Trash? Trash like you really deserve to die!" a familiar voice said from beside Schmidt .

2567!

Schmidt opened his eyes in surprised delight .