Drip!
"H-how… how d-did you.. find me…?" Port'hov mumbled, his body trembling in pain as Alex's claws pricked his skin, slowly drawing out blood.
Although it didn't hurt much, he was still wary since anything could befall him from that small graze alone.
However, what shocked him the most was how Alex found him, and so fast at that.
He had already expected to be found sooner or later, but he hadn't expected to the caught so soon.
The lab he was in was fully soundproof, and there was a thin barrier around it which prevented any one from detecting it.
The only ones who could grant entry to it, were him and his daughter, who was late now.
Besides, each of those robots he released against him in the other laboratory had the strength of a rank seven psychic, which wasn't weak in anyway.
There were twelve achieved psychic ranks presently, from rank one all the way up to rank twelve.
Crossing through the ranks was anything but easy, and the average psychic spent the majority of their lives without ever advancing to the fourth rank.
Each rank provided a huge leap in power to the psychic, so the strength held by a rank seven couldn't be underestimated in the slightest.
Yet, Alex easily defeated them twenty robots with such strength in barely a minute! That was just too absurd for him to even think about.
"How I found you…?" Alex muttered, slowly releasing his grip on the man's neck.
With the grip on his neck gone, Port'hov weakly dropped to the ground, panting heavily in relief.
He couldn't help but stare at Alex, his body shuddering uncontrollably in fear.
He was now putting on a different set of clothes, comprising a long-sleeved blue T-shirt, and thick black trousers.
Though he wasn't affected by the attacks of those robots, the same couldn't be said for the thin gown on his body.
It was badly burnt by the blasts, and barely even covered his body anymore.
He had no other choice than to pick up some clothes from the dead scientists, carefully selecting the ones without blood.
After all, anything was better than running around naked.
To his surprise, he also found a small bathroom beside the lab, where he rinsed off all the blood on his body.
As for how he found Port'hov, it was very easy.
He could already sense him even though the two laboratories were quite distanced from each other.
So all he did was smash through the floors relentlessly, until he finally got to Port'hov.
The blonde haired man, whose name he later discovered to be Lee'on didn't come here with him, claiming he wanted to 'explore' this giant underground facility.
Alex simply left him to do whatever he wanted, not really caring about his choice.
'This place… is huge.' Alex thought, staring around with a slight frown on his face.
His eyes roamed the whole lab, taking in the sight of the large tubes on the wall and the pods hanging from different parts of the ceiling.
He could sense a strange liquid pumping from the tubes into the pods through a set of thin black pipes, and his eyes flashed with a strange glint.
Meanwhile, Port'hov kept racking his brain in terror, thinking about the best way he could handle this situation without losing his life.
Although his actions had led many people to their deaths, he didn't plan on dying.
There were still a lot of things he wanted to do, experiments he wanted to carry out, so he couldn't die yet!
Even if he wanted to die, he wouldn't want it to be in such a shameful manner… losing his life to a being of his own creation.
'I nee—'
"So this it where you're manufacturing it… that strange fluid you injected into all of us." Alex muttered, breaking the man off his thoughts.
He slowly walked forward, his gaze lingering on a large, silver pod hanging not too far from him.
'These pods… there are people in them.' He thought, his brows furrowing slightly.
He could already guess that they were other subjects ruthlessly experimented on by Port'hov, then left there to die.
Meanwhile, Port'hov's lips slowly curled into a slight smile, as his fingers finally pushed a red button hanging at the side of his belt.
'T-this is it… my chance!' He thought, swiftly pulling out a small gun from his pocket, before pointing it at Alex.
Swish!
However, before he could even pull the trigger, his right arm suddenly dropped to the ground in front of him.
The gun slipped from his fingers, falling to the ground with a low thud.
Plop!
Splash!
"Huh?" He muttered in shock, as he watched his arm fall to the ground with blood gushing out of the sliced off part.
"Argh!!!" The pain from having his hand suddenly cut off hit him like a tsunami, and he screamed out in agony.
He immediately fell down to the ground, lightly gripping his bleeding shoulder, which was now missing an arm.
'W-what just happened?! When did he cut off my arm?!!' He thought, biting his lips in pain.
Drip!
Warm blood rapidly trickled down the gaps between his fingers, forming a small pool on the ground beneath him.
'I-i have to run… kill him…? T-that's impossible!' He thought, his eyes trembling with a mixture of fear and pain.
He swiftly turned around, slowly crawling away from Alex.
'I-i need to get away… I… c-can't die yet!' He thought, his body shivering uncontrollably.
However, despite trying his hardest to get away, all he could manage to do was crawl on the ground slowly.
The large amount of blood he had lost, and the sheer amount of pain coursing through his body greatly affected him, severely weakening his body.
'No… move faster… p-please…' He mumbled inwardly, tears streaming down his face.
"Port'hov…" The devil's voice suddenly seeped into his ears once more, sending a shiver down his spine.
"Conducting all these experiments… you're a curious one aren't you?" The devil spoke again, tightly gripping his neck from behind.
"N-no…" Port'hov mumbled, feeling an even greater wave of terror wash over him as he felt those bright red eyes drill into the back of his head.
Drip!
Alex slowly pulled his hand away, abruptly sinking his claws into the back of the man's neck.
"Argh…" Port'hov grunted in pain, his body freezing in shock.
He could feel a strange fluid slowly pump into his neck, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"W-what… did you… d-do to me…?" He mumbled with great difficulty, gnashing his teeth in agony.
"It's my venom. I wonder… what does it do to the human body?" Alex muttered, his lips curling into a sinister smirk.
"V-venom…?" Port'hov mumbled, his eyes slowly widening in horror.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp burning sting at the back of his neck, which rapidly spread throughout his body.
At first, he tried to hold in the pain, however, he failed woefully as pain immediately shot up to even greater levels.
"Arghh!!" He shouted in agony, rolling his body helplessly on the ground.
"A slow and agonising death… that is what you deserve." Alex muttered, with a wide smirk on his face.