The heavy metallic echo of the third mercenary’s rifle hitting the pavement reverberated through the narrow corridor.
The man didn’t even attempt to raise his weapon again; he simply dropped to his knees beside his groaning comrades, staring up at Deku Kwanoh as if the teenager were a demon draped in a tattered high school uniform.
Deku didn’t spare them another glance.
He stepped past the fallen Vanguard Hounds, his posture straight, his ruined leather shoes clicking rhythmically against the metal-plated ground.
As he moved closer to the perimeter wall, the towering pillar of emerald light grew blindingly intense.
The air crackled with wild, untamed energy, making the hairs on the back of Deku’s neck stand on end.
Every breath felt heavy, laden with microscopic particles of alien soil and raw dimensional friction.
Deep within his mind, a sharp, digital chime broke through the silence.
Ding.
[Evolution Threshold Reached]
Host Action Metric: Subjugation of regional combatants and continuous spatial-kinetic stress. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
Current Status: Boundary of human physical limits breached.
Unlocking Evolution Pathway…
– Spatial Distortion: Tier 1 -> Tier 2
– Inner Mutation Core: Initialized
[System Note: Adapting host biology to extraterrestrial environmental pressures. Prepare for physiological synchronization.]
Deku stopped in his tracks, catching his breath as a sudden, intense wave of heat surged through his veins.
It felt as though liquid fire were replacing his blood, burning away every remnant of his old life’s fragility.
His muscles spasmed, tightening and expanding as dense, invisible fibers of energy fused directly with his bone structure. You are reading on g.com, the official source.
He clenched his fist.
The space immediately surrounding his knuckles didn’t just warp—it fractured with a tiny, high-pitched crack, creating a microscopic void of absolute blackness for a split second before snapping shut.
So this is what happens when you break the ceiling, Deku thought, a dark, manic thrill spreading across his face.
Back at Shinseong High, he had ruled through fear, intellect, and sheer physical intimidation over ordinary teenagers.
But here, in the future world shaped by alien experiments, space-time manipulation, and inner mutations, he was no longer just a high school bully.
He was evolving into an apex predator.
Across the quarantine perimeter, the alarms shrieked louder.
Through the thick haze of industrial smoke and the emerald glow of the Divine Tree, heavy armored transports of the corporate defense forces were moving into position, their searchlights cutting through the dark like scalpels.
Deku adjusted his tie with his newly strengthened hands, his dark eyes fixed on the glowing horizon.
The fruit of the Divine Tree was waiting, and the corporate armies were about to learn what happened when they stood in his way.