Chapter 223 They All Must Die
The plane touched down on the tarmac at Bennyburg Medical School, kicking up a cloud of dust and a flurry of whispers among the students gathered nearby. All eyes were drawn to the two figures emerging from the aircraft.
Elbert, his face a mask of grim determination, and Trinity, her beauty radiating even after the long journey, made an undeniably striking pair.
"Wow, are they celebrities?"
"Maybe they're filming a movie here?"
The students murmured amongst themselves, captivated by the unexpected spectacle. Such excitement was a rarity within the usually tranquil walls of the academy.
"Nah, they don't look like actors," a student remarked, his brow furrowed. "That guy… there's something off about him."
"Yeah, he looks intense," another chimed in, a shiver running down her spine. "Like he's here to kill someone."
Elbert's gaze, sharp and piercing, swept across the campus, taking in the familiar sights of the 150-year-old institution. Most of the grounds appeared normal, bustling with students and faculty going about their daily routines.
"The ground vibration rebound data is abnormal," Robert's voice echoed in Elbert's earpiece. "There's definitely something hidden beneath the surface."
"All the buildings are clean, except for one: the biological genetics research lab. There's no network access there at all."
"That doesn't make sense," Elbert muttered, his eyes narrowing.
He followed Robert's guidance, his gaze settling on an unremarkable red-brick building in the distance. It looked abandoned, yet a thick plume of smoke billowed from its chimney.
"Sulfur trioxide detected in the smoke," Robert reported.
Elbert inhaled, catching a faint, acrid scent on the breeze. "What is that?"
"Burning organic carbon," Robert explained. "When the human body burns, it releases carbon dioxide, water, nitrogen dioxide, and sulfur dioxide or trioxide. The inorganic matter is left behind as ash."
Elbert's blood ran cold. He knew exactly what Robert was implying. This was it. The devil's lair.
"This place is huge," Trinity said, her voice laced with fatigue. "Where do we even begin?"
Elbert didn't answer. He was already moving, his long strides eating up the distance between them and the red-brick building.
As they drew closer, he noticed a lone guard posted outside. The man's posture was relaxed, almost bored, but Elbert noticed the faint outline of a tattoo peeking out from beneath his sleeve.
"Hold it right there," the guard barked, his hand instinctively reaching for his weapon. "This area's off-limits."
Elbert didn't hesitate. He moved with lightning speed, his hand striking the guard's neck with surgical precision. The man crumpled to the ground, unconscious.
Elbert dragged the body inside, his eyes scanning the room. It was dusty and cluttered, filled with discarded furniture and lab equipment.
"This room's covered in dust," Trinity observed, her brow furrowed, "except for this path on the floor. Someone's been walking here regularly. Something's not right."
Elbert nodded, his expression grim.
"You're amazing," Trinity breathed, her eyes widening in realization. "Let's find the entrance."
"No need," Elbert said, a steely glint in his eyes.
He stomped his foot, the concrete floor cracking under the force of his blow. The ground gave way, revealing a gaping hole leading into darkness.
Without a moment's hesitation, Elbert jumped.
Trinity gasped, momentarily stunned by his sudden action. But she recovered quickly, her own training kicking in. She wasn't about to let him face this alone.
She took a deep breath and followed him into the abyss.
They landed with a thud on the cold, hard floor of a dimly lit tunnel. Two guards, dressed in black suits, reacted instantly, their hands reaching for their weapons.
But Elbert was faster. He moved like a phantom, disarming and disabling the guards before they could even register his presence.
Silence descended once more, broken only by the faint hum of machinery and the coppery tang of blood heavy in the air.
Elbert's jaw tightened as he continued deeper into the facility, the metallic scent growing stronger with each step. Even Trinity, a seasoned agent accustomed to danger, felt a shiver run down her spine.
After what felt like an eternity, they reached a heavy plastic curtain. Elbert pulled it back, revealing the horrifying truth hidden beneath Bennyburg Medical School.
A vast underground chamber, carved into the bedrock, stretched before them. It was a scene straight out of a nightmare.
Operating tables lined the walls, each one occupied by a broken body. Men and women, their faces etched with pain and terror, lay strapped to the cold metal, their bodies subjected to unspeakable experiments.
"Their modification success rate is abysmal," Robert whispered in Elbert's ear.
But as they ventured deeper, the true horror of the facility revealed itself.
Dozens of children, some no older than seven or eight, were imprisoned in cages, their small bodies bearing the scars of unimaginable cruelty. Most were from Veridiania, their innocent faces a stark contrast to the cold, sterile environment.
Limbs severed, chests cracked open, organs exposed… the children were nothing more than lab rats, their lives deemed worthless by the monsters who held them captive.
One image, more horrific than the rest, seared itself into Elbert's mind. A child, stripped of all limbs and facial features, floated listlessly in a vat of green liquid.
And then he saw her.
A little girl, her skull cracked open, her brain exposed, wires and tubes snaking across her scalp.
Trinity gagged, unable to stomach the sight.
Elbert's vision blurred with rage. A primal scream built in his chest, threatening to erupt. The air crackled with his fury, a tangible force that sent chills down Trinity's spine.
His right eye blazed with a purple light, his enhanced vision picking out a detail that sent a fresh wave of anger surging through him. A tiny embroidered sunflower, the emblem of Whispering Pines Elementary School, adorned the little girl's blood-soaked shirt.
These monsters… they were experimenting on Veridiania's children.
"Who the hell are you?"
A voice, laced with suspicion, cut through the air. A burly man, his muscles bulging, his eyes glowing with an unnatural light, blocked their path. He was the only modified human Elbert had encountered so far, likely the head of security for this gruesome operation.
"You're dead!" Elbert roared, his voice thick with rage.
He didn't hold back. This wasn't the time for restraint. This was personal.
With a thunderous roar, Elbert unleashed the full force of his enhanced strength. His fist connected with the guard's chest, the sound echoing through the chamber like a clap of thunder.
The guard's upper body exploded, showering the room in blood and viscera.
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