<h4>Chapter 108: End of Hatred</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>As Studios <strong>Editor: </strong>As Studios


    At the exit of the Phoenix Mountain tunnel, there was a streetmp.


    At night, it would light up.


    At this moment.


    Dirt began to roll down from one side of the mountain.


    There was already a shallowyer of dust gathered beside the road.


    Two headlights drove out of the tunnel.


    It was like the descent of the Grim Reaper.


    Or maybe it was an effect of the cars speeding through the tunnel.


    Boom!


    In a sh, under the sparkling light, the mountain seemed to be trembling!


    Immediately after, there were loud crashing sounds.


    Andslide that blotted out the sky


    suddenly buried the ck car that jumped out of the tunnel.


    Looking at the faint light in front of the tunnel exit, Alexander had just breathed a sigh of relief.


    Then, a dull sound rang in his ears.


    He turned to look at the window.


    His pupils constricted.


    The ck mountain was like a huge mouth that blotted out the sky.


    It instantly enveloped the car he was in!


    Moist mud and broken stones came in through the slight opening in the car window.


    Soon, the seats in the back were filled up, burying Alexander alive.


    In the passenger seat, the middle-aged butler seemed to have foreseen this.


    He bent down, hugged his head, and leaned against the car frame.


    Amidst the intense vibration, a stable space was created!


    Darkness filled his vision.


    The two cars in front and behind were covered by thendslide!


    Silence returned to the exit of the Phoenix Mountain tunnel.


    In the dim room.


    A desperate whimper came out of the mouths of the two figures in the wheelchair with difficulty.


    Tears fell uncontrobly.


    Like the shing images of a rotatingntern, the scene from five years ago appeared in front of the young man again.


    His pale lips were trembling.


    Owain City.


    In the night, John was wearing a gray coat, a hood, and holding an umbre.


    He felt a little lonely.


    “It’s finally over.” His lowered arm was still trembling as he said softly.


    This time his revenge trip was finallypleted.


    As for the other two, Johnson and Yongen, this actually had nothing to do with them.


    But at this point, he was already standingpletely opposite those capitalists.


    Therefore, before they destroyed him, John had no choice but to take their lives first.


    And now, Alexander was already dead.


    All that was left was to wake up his girlfriend Alice to put an end to this matter.


    However, the difficulty was obvious.


    There was a long way to go.


    Theboratory that was crucial in waking up Alice was gradually on the track to being formed.


    However, the distance between now and fulfilling this goal still seemed to be very far away.


    John turned behind and looked at the dark intersection.


    The loneliness in his expression gradually disappeared.


    From the moment he stepped into the shadows, he had no chance of turning back anymore.


    When John viewed Alexander and the other two as prey, he was also being looked down on and observed by the existences in the shadow world.


    He had also been targeted.


    “There’s only one more thing left to do.”


    John’s brows were calm as he turned and walked towards the dark intersection.


    There was a faint bleakness in his back as he slowly disappeared into the deep and distant darkness.


    …


    Owain City Detective Agency, the gray six-story building.


    In the surveince room.


    The surveince footage of the exit of the tunnel was repeatedly yed in front of everyone.


    Each frame screenshot was magnified.


    The half-opened car window was filled with mud and gravel.


    The wide-eyed, terrified Alexander.


    “The others might still be alive.


    “But Alexander is definitely dead.”


    In the quiet crowd,


    Victor reached out and grabbed the hair on his cor.


    At this moment, his mood surprisingly didn’t change much.


    He made a judgment in his heart.


    His gaze swept across the high-level crowd around him.


    Shock was reflected in their eyes.


    Their eyes also had an incredible look of awe.


    Late at night.


    In secret conference rooms all over Mold Country.


    Many people were watching the video that was happening at the tunnel exit.


    Suddenly, the video screen changed.


    At this moment, a terrifying scene appeared in front of them.


    At the National highway crossing, a metal fragment shot out from the passing train and quickly pierced through the ss window of the car Yongen was in.


    It pierced right into his head.


    …


    The video changed again.


    Johnson got out of the car.


    As he stepped into the hotel building, the ss that fell from the sky was falling quietly.


    …


    The antennae in the shadows quietly reached out.


    More and more clues were gathered in front of different existences.


    “He calcted in advance and found the location where the idents would happen.”


    “He can use all factors to push for the result he wants!”


    “We have to control him.”


    “At least we need to know the source of his ability.”


    “Recruit him!”


    “Recruit him!”


    The eyes in the dark became unprecedentedly greedy.


    …


    Mold Country, the official secret department of the Shadow World.


    “Incredible.


    “To a certain extent, John could represent the limits of mankind in certain areas.” A dignified middle-aged man said in a deep voice in the meeting.


    “Try inviting him.


    “If can’t, then follow the original n.” Behind the ck screen, a familiar voice sounded.


    Many character profilers had done a deep profile on John.


    As for whether John would be willing to ept the invitation, he had alreadye to quite a clear conclusion.


    This n was the poison insect nurturing n.


    Or rather, the Petri dish n.


    It was foreseeable that the existence in the shadows would have set their eyes at John.


    Thew of the jungle, where the strong preyed on the weak, was even more bloody in the shadow world.


    It would devour John’s skin and bones.


    The officials took action and warned everyone. Within the limited rules, Owain City would be John’s ‘Petri dish’.


    The officials wouldn’t help John any more than that.


    They only limited the impact to a manageable range and let Johnpete with those existences in the dark.


    Whether he reallye out victorious and be the king of darkness or being killed by a true terrifying existence was all up to John’s individual performance.


    This was the poison insect nurturing n.


    It was also called the Petri dish n!


    …


    South Sand District, Pearl River Pass, three-story vige building.


    The bright light illuminated the room.


    Victoria, Hamlet, and John all hurried back quietly while keeping a low profile.


    In the living room.


    Pairs of eyes looked at John.


    John smiled and said, “It’s been hard on everyone.”


    His expression converged, his gaze focused, and he said in a deep voice, “All of this is just the beginning.”