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Second Coming Of A Villain Chapter 81: Thanks, Captain
Maverick exhaled, rolling his shoulders as he eyed Dorian with that same indifferent gaze—like a man sizing up a particularly unimpressive meal. Dorian, on the other hand, was all heat and fire, his smirk thinning as he took a slow step forward, flames licking at his knuckles."You look tense, Captain," Maverick mused, dodging a jab without even looking. "Maybe it’s the stress of command. Maybe it’s the unresolved childhood trauma. Or maybe it’s just because you're used to throwing punches at people who can’t hit back."Dorian’s eye twitched, but he didn't respond. He knew Maverick was just trying to get under his nerves which he wouldn't allow.Another flaming fist cut through the air. Maverick leaned back, dodging by mere inches, his movements infuriatingly lazy."You always this sloppy?" Maverick muttered. "I mean, for someone who calls himself a captain, you swing like an amateur. Who trained you? Drunk chimps? I bet if you have a child, the child will be much slower."Dorian grow
Second Coming Of A Villain Chapter 82: Killing, Dorian Escaped.
“Thanks, Captain, for launching me across the place to take the briefcase. Now, I guess this is where we say goodbye, and one of us departs to the realm of the dead? No?”Maverick’s words hung in the air, but Dorian wasn’t listening. Not really. His breathing was ragged, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked. His eyes burned—not just from the flames licking at his skin but from the seething fury that boiled beneath the surface."You think this is over?" Dorian growled, blood dripping from his clenched teeth. "You think you've won?"Maverick tilted his head, unimpressed. "I mean… yeah? I’ve got the briefcase, you’re bleeding like a gutted pig from maybe seemingly over using of your flame power, and you’re about to die from my gun. Pretty clear-cut, don’t you think?"Dorian ignored him. "You will regret this. Whatever’s in that briefcase—it won’t save you, rather it will bring more chaos to your life. You don’t know who you’re messing with. The moment you step outside with
Second Coming Of A Villain Chapter 83: Maverick injecting the nanocells
Maverick thought inwardly, imagining how the system will sound if he open it logically.With a sharp click, the latches disengaged.Maverick barely had time to react before an icy fog erupted from the opening seam, spilling out in thick waves. Instinctively —he shoved himself backward, one hand reaching for his gun as he eyed the mist warily fearing it will be a poisonous fog. His breath slowed down visibly in the sudden temperature drop, the frost creeping over the edges of the case.For a tense moment, nothing happened.Then, as quickly as it had appeared, the fog began to dissipate, revealing the contents inside.The interior of the case was pristine white, lined with soft, impact-absorbing foam that molded around a single object at its center—a sealed tube, roughly eight inches tall and four inches wide. The material was reinforced glass, its surface covered in a thin layer of condensation.Inside the tube, a shimmering, light-blue liquid sloshed gently, moving almost unnaturally,
Second Coming Of A Villain Chapter 84: Dorian & Killer Shot: A Bitter Meeting
While Maverick lay unconscious on the ground inside the underground lab side, Dorian who Maverick thought will die the moment he stepped out staggered through the ruined cityscape, his left arm clutching his bleeding side. The air was thick with radiation, making his breaths feel like he was inhaling fire due to how weak he currently was. Burnt-out cars lined the cracked road, their husks melted and twisted, remnants of the world before the apocalypse. GrrrrrrrrrrThe occasional zombie groaned echoes in in the distance, dragging itself through the rubble, sniffing for the scent of flesh to devour.One of them—a shriveled, half-melted thing—lunged at Dorian with a sickening hiss. Seeing this, a glint flash through Dorian's eyes as a knife flashed, slicing through its throat. It gurgled, collapsing, only for another to crawl out from under a wrecked truck. Dorian didn’t waste time. He stomped on its skull, twisting his boot until the head caved in like rotten fruit.“Fucking pesky anim
Second Coming Of A Villain Chapter 85: Time to Move!
Curious about his current stats, Maverick summoned his Biolens, eager to assess his strength.Name: Maverick SladeNickname: The StormbringerClass: Special Operations Agent (Counter-Terrorism Expert)Energy Points: 35%Attributes:Strength: 40Agility: 34 +6Endurance: 20 +15Intelligence: 20 +20Perception: 20 +15Charisma: 10Vitality: 34 +66Abilities:Akuma no Shita (Devil’s Tongue)Armor SkinBody Explosive Quake (Self-Created)Skills:Marksmanship: +9Tactical Combat: +4Surveillance: +3Hand-to-Hand Combat (Krav Maga): +10SERE (Survival, Evasion, Resistance, Escape): +10CQB (Close Quarters Battle): +10---Maverick nodded slightly as he took in the information. So far, he hadn’t encountered a threat capable of pushing him to the brink of death, which was why he hadn’t used his energy points to upgrade any of his stats yet. However, due to activating Armor Skin and Akuma no Shita, he had already expended about five energy points in total.“Biolens, how come my vitality is at
Second Coming Of A Villain Chapter 86: The Day the World Ended
1st POV:I remember the morning so clearly, as if it happened just moments ago. I was in the driver’s seat, hands gripping the steering wheel, humming a soft tune as my boys sat in the backseat, arguing over which cartoon was better. I told them to quiet down, that I had surgery later today and needed a clear head. They groaned in unison, calling me boring. I remember smiling, watching them through the rearview mirror—two little sparks of life, my entire world.Then, the sky erupted.A blinding light swallowed the road ahead, a wave of heat tearing through the world like an angry god had decided to erase us. The ground trembled, glass shattered, and the sound—God, the sound—was unlike anything I had ever heard. My ears rang as metal twisted and screeched. The car flipped. My body slammed against the seatbelt. Darkness consumed me.When I woke up, I was on the ground, dust and smoke filling my lungs. My head pounded, my vision blurred, but through it all, I could hear my boys crying. M
Second Coming Of A Villain Chapter 87: Goodbye Grandpa and Grandma Wu
"Are these all the people who want to leave with us?" Maverick asked, his eyes sweeping over the seven standing before him—a young woman and a man who seemed like lovers or relatives, a middle-aged man, three young women, and two other men.It was a decent number. Maverick didn’t want to take on too much baggage.His gaze shifted to the fourteen people who had chosen to stay behind. Without a word, he looked at Max and gave a small nod before stepping back.Understanding Maverick’s unspoken command—letting him speak since the group feared Maverick rather than respected him—Max stepped forward, cleared his throat, and addressed the crowd.“We’re leaving, but we’re not taking much of the food. It’s still where it was, and we even unlocked the door. You’ll have to decide how to split it amongst yourselves."But before we go, this is my final question—are you sure you don’t want to come with us? You’re safe for now, but no one knows what kinds of beasts will attack in the future. This dec
Second Coming Of A Villain Chapter 88: Outside
The heavy boots of the group echoed against the cracked marble floors as they descended the final steps of the skyscraper, ignoring the bodies around them, moving from the 44th floor down to the ruined streets of New York. The air outside was thick with a yellowish fog, swirling like ghostly tendrils with each wind through the husk remains of the city.Meanwhile, each of them was clad in a tactical gas mask, the glass lenses reflecting the dim sun filtering through the overcast sky. Their black bulletproof vests fit snugly over their torsos, rifles slung over their hands, pistols holstered at their sides, military bags strapped tight on their back, and jackknives secured for quick access.Maverick killed over 17 of the military members and was able to take all their weapons and grenades so knowing fully well he only have five stronger members, actually, six since he was able to discover Sakura whom after discovering that her members were dead didn't have any hesitation to join his gro
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Chapter 88: Outside
The heavy boots of the group echoed against the cracked marble floors as they descended the final steps of the skyscraper, ignoring the bodies around them, moving from the 44th floor down to the ruined streets of New York. The air outside was thick with a yellowish fog, swirling like ghostly tendrils with each wind through the husk remains of the city.Meanwhile, each of them was clad in a tactical gas mask, the glass lenses reflecting the dim sun filtering through the overcast sky. Their black bulletproof vests fit snugly over their torsos, rifles slung over their hands, pistols holstered at their sides, military bags strapped tight on their back, and jackknives secured for quick access.Maverick killed over 17 of the military members and was able to take all their weapons and grenades so knowing fully well he only have five stronger members, actually, six since he was able to discover Sakura whom after discovering that her members were dead didn't have any hesitation to join his gro
Chapter 87: Goodbye Grandpa and Grandma Wu
"Are these all the people who want to leave with us?" Maverick asked, his eyes sweeping over the seven standing before him—a young woman and a man who seemed like lovers or relatives, a middle-aged man, three young women, and two other men.It was a decent number. Maverick didn’t want to take on too much baggage.His gaze shifted to the fourteen people who had chosen to stay behind. Without a word, he looked at Max and gave a small nod before stepping back.Understanding Maverick’s unspoken command—letting him speak since the group feared Maverick rather than respected him—Max stepped forward, cleared his throat, and addressed the crowd.“We’re leaving, but we’re not taking much of the food. It’s still where it was, and we even unlocked the door. You’ll have to decide how to split it amongst yourselves."But before we go, this is my final question—are you sure you don’t want to come with us? You’re safe for now, but no one knows what kinds of beasts will attack in the future. This dec
Chapter 86: The Day the World Ended
1st POV:I remember the morning so clearly, as if it happened just moments ago. I was in the driver’s seat, hands gripping the steering wheel, humming a soft tune as my boys sat in the backseat, arguing over which cartoon was better. I told them to quiet down, that I had surgery later today and needed a clear head. They groaned in unison, calling me boring. I remember smiling, watching them through the rearview mirror—two little sparks of life, my entire world.Then, the sky erupted.A blinding light swallowed the road ahead, a wave of heat tearing through the world like an angry god had decided to erase us. The ground trembled, glass shattered, and the sound—God, the sound—was unlike anything I had ever heard. My ears rang as metal twisted and screeched. The car flipped. My body slammed against the seatbelt. Darkness consumed me.When I woke up, I was on the ground, dust and smoke filling my lungs. My head pounded, my vision blurred, but through it all, I could hear my boys crying. M
Chapter 85: Time to Move!
Curious about his current stats, Maverick summoned his Biolens, eager to assess his strength.Name: Maverick SladeNickname: The StormbringerClass: Special Operations Agent (Counter-Terrorism Expert)Energy Points: 35%Attributes:Strength: 40Agility: 34 +6Endurance: 20 +15Intelligence: 20 +20Perception: 20 +15Charisma: 10Vitality: 34 +66Abilities:Akuma no Shita (Devil’s Tongue)Armor SkinBody Explosive Quake (Self-Created)Skills:Marksmanship: +9Tactical Combat: +4Surveillance: +3Hand-to-Hand Combat (Krav Maga): +10SERE (Survival, Evasion, Resistance, Escape): +10CQB (Close Quarters Battle): +10---Maverick nodded slightly as he took in the information. So far, he hadn’t encountered a threat capable of pushing him to the brink of death, which was why he hadn’t used his energy points to upgrade any of his stats yet. However, due to activating Armor Skin and Akuma no Shita, he had already expended about five energy points in total.“Biolens, how come my vitality is at
Chapter 84: Dorian & Killer Shot: A Bitter Meeting
While Maverick lay unconscious on the ground inside the underground lab side, Dorian who Maverick thought will die the moment he stepped out staggered through the ruined cityscape, his left arm clutching his bleeding side. The air was thick with radiation, making his breaths feel like he was inhaling fire due to how weak he currently was. Burnt-out cars lined the cracked road, their husks melted and twisted, remnants of the world before the apocalypse. GrrrrrrrrrrThe occasional zombie groaned echoes in in the distance, dragging itself through the rubble, sniffing for the scent of flesh to devour.One of them—a shriveled, half-melted thing—lunged at Dorian with a sickening hiss. Seeing this, a glint flash through Dorian's eyes as a knife flashed, slicing through its throat. It gurgled, collapsing, only for another to crawl out from under a wrecked truck. Dorian didn’t waste time. He stomped on its skull, twisting his boot until the head caved in like rotten fruit.“Fucking pesky anim
Chapter 83: Maverick injecting the nanocells
Maverick thought inwardly, imagining how the system will sound if he open it logically.With a sharp click, the latches disengaged.Maverick barely had time to react before an icy fog erupted from the opening seam, spilling out in thick waves. Instinctively —he shoved himself backward, one hand reaching for his gun as he eyed the mist warily fearing it will be a poisonous fog. His breath slowed down visibly in the sudden temperature drop, the frost creeping over the edges of the case.For a tense moment, nothing happened.Then, as quickly as it had appeared, the fog began to dissipate, revealing the contents inside.The interior of the case was pristine white, lined with soft, impact-absorbing foam that molded around a single object at its center—a sealed tube, roughly eight inches tall and four inches wide. The material was reinforced glass, its surface covered in a thin layer of condensation.Inside the tube, a shimmering, light-blue liquid sloshed gently, moving almost unnaturally,
Chapter 82: Killing, Dorian Escaped.
“Thanks, Captain, for launching me across the place to take the briefcase. Now, I guess this is where we say goodbye, and one of us departs to the realm of the dead? No?”Maverick’s words hung in the air, but Dorian wasn’t listening. Not really. His breathing was ragged, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked. His eyes burned—not just from the flames licking at his skin but from the seething fury that boiled beneath the surface."You think this is over?" Dorian growled, blood dripping from his clenched teeth. "You think you've won?"Maverick tilted his head, unimpressed. "I mean… yeah? I’ve got the briefcase, you’re bleeding like a gutted pig from maybe seemingly over using of your flame power, and you’re about to die from my gun. Pretty clear-cut, don’t you think?"Dorian ignored him. "You will regret this. Whatever’s in that briefcase—it won’t save you, rather it will bring more chaos to your life. You don’t know who you’re messing with. The moment you step outside with
Chapter 81: Thanks, Captain
Maverick exhaled, rolling his shoulders as he eyed Dorian with that same indifferent gaze—like a man sizing up a particularly unimpressive meal. Dorian, on the other hand, was all heat and fire, his smirk thinning as he took a slow step forward, flames licking at his knuckles."You look tense, Captain," Maverick mused, dodging a jab without even looking. "Maybe it’s the stress of command. Maybe it’s the unresolved childhood trauma. Or maybe it’s just because you're used to throwing punches at people who can’t hit back."Dorian’s eye twitched, but he didn't respond. He knew Maverick was just trying to get under his nerves which he wouldn't allow.Another flaming fist cut through the air. Maverick leaned back, dodging by mere inches, his movements infuriatingly lazy."You always this sloppy?" Maverick muttered. "I mean, for someone who calls himself a captain, you swing like an amateur. Who trained you? Drunk chimps? I bet if you have a child, the child will be much slower."Dorian grow
Chapter 80: Breaking his words (Warrior VS Soldier)
Technically, for the Captain to be able to ignite fire using his hands or body is something no one will ever believe in the past era, after all, humans, infact, living things weren't engineered to do such thing but here he is with fire burning from his arms and legs. For such a thing to happen, it begins with a shift deep within his cellular structure, a silent, invisible transformation. His body had developed an extraordinary ability to absorb and harness radiation—particularly, high-frequency electromagnetic radiation, like gamma rays the moment he absorbed a certain fire related beast core. This wasn't just a fluke mutation; it was the result of an intricate biological adaptation. The cells, rather than breaking down under the stress of radiation exposure, began to store the energy in a specialized organelle, a modified version of mitochondria that was now a fusion of bio-organic material and quantum-activated nanomatter, main reason he doesn't care about wearing mask. As these
