Chapter 60 Fourth floor’s Survivors
“Mankind at its best, I guess…” Dilan mumbled as his attention fell on three women.
They were not malnourished, and looked perfectly healthy…if one were to only focus on their outer appearance.
Their eyes seemed soulless, their clothes were torn apart, revealing a lot of their skin.
Dilan knew that his first dreadful thought had been correct.
He looked at Kathrine who swept her eyes through the entire room within a second.
However, her expression didn’t change at all. Only when Kathrine didn’t find the person she had been looking for, did a deep frown appear on her face.
A trace of desperation filled her eyes before her attention was drawn to one of the hallways. There were more Survivors!
“Do you see this? That is what the Primordial Ascension does with the weak, and those that are unable to fight for themselves…” Dilan outstretched his hand forward while asking Ailee and Oliver.
His voice seemed ice-cold to both of them.
But the moment they turned their head away from the cruelty they witnessed, both Ailee and Oliver noticed that Dilan was not just frustrated, but even a little bit sad.
It was not that he had a heart made of stone, or that he lacked empathy.
As long as people receive the chance to fight for themselves, they should take it.
That was the most important fact in his opinion because there were too many people, who would betray one another just for some momentary gains.-.
Dilan had gone through this more often than he could wish for.
He felt that it was impossible to trust anyone 100% because something such as loyalty until death simply didn’t exist!
And his past served as a glaring reminder for him to know that it was a superficial concept.
While Oliver and Ailee looked at Dilan, trying to figure out what was on his mind, Kathrine inched her way to a specific direction, where she heard the anguished cries of several women.
Dilan heard it as well, and he could already imagine what was going on.
It was quite obvious if one were to look at the few women that were in the hall, staring lifelessly into nothingness.
Only seven days had passed since the Primordial Ascension, but even then, the few humans that tasted power for the first time in their life had become greedy.
And this did not only include power, but also the greed to get women and to demonstrate their dominance.
Their carnal desires were unleashed, and nobody could stop them anymore.
Rules or morale lost their value in the face of anarchic power.
That was something the Survivors in the cafeteria had yet to realize because Dilan had provided them with a life much better than the vast majority of mankind was able to live at the moment.
Most humans were already happy to be alive right now as they had witnessed the dangers caused by the Primordial Ascension up close.
There were far more dangerous existences than zombies, such as mythical beasts, specific mutated animals, and the worst…humans!
Kathrine was sweating profusely when she approached the hallway where more than a dozen men were impatiently waiting in front of a particular room.
Dilan followed her while maintaining an iron grip on the Captain’s Sword.
His eyes were on the dozen men, ready to attack if any of them were to lunge at them when he noticed that the first one laid his eyes on Kathrine.
“Ohhh, another beauty!! I’ve never seen you before. Are you also looking for our boss? If you want some food, I can give you some in exchange for…a night with you!”
One of the older men approached Kathrine with lust evident in his eyes as he spoke to her.
It was obvious what he was after, and a muscle in Dilan’s jaw twitched. But a moment later, he began to move as well.
However, it was at this moment that a dazzling purple light emerged in Kathrine’s hand.
Her face contorted in fury as she waved her hands around, reminding herself the reason she had faced all dangers for, the reason for her to enter the Rian mountainside hospital.
Anger and wrath consumed her as her mind went blank and she activated her active ability [Lightning strike].
A mere second passed before a bolt of lightning that looked almost like a lightning serpent shot out of her hand.
It pierced straight through the old man’s heart, advancing ahead.
Another man had followed the old one the moment he saw Kathrine in the hopes of laying his hands on her as well.
And it was exactly this man, who was pierced by Kathrine’s bolt of lightning as well!
Kathrine had yet to realize that she had killed two survivors in the blink of an eye. All her attention was focused on the door that was the closest to her.
She didn’t even notice the horrified expressions of the surrounding men who had witnessed their comrades being killed as if they were tiny ants.
As such, Kathrine was also oblivious to the fact that she had turned everyone against her in a single act.
Rage and a glint of fear could be seen in the eyes of the young and old men, who wanted nothing more but to kill the young woman and prevent her from killing anyone else.
She had appeared out of nowhere and dared to kill their men, which gave them the right to do whatever they wanted with her, whether this was her death, or to take her by force!
This was at least what they thought.
However, even before they could attack Kathrine, a thunderous sound reverberated through the entire fourth floor, and a purple streak of light shot over the floor.
Within three seconds, Dilan passed through the group of 10 Ascenders, killing all of them with the Captain’s Sword that was slick with blood.
Just a moment later, he saw that the last Ascender fell to the ground, bleeding severely.
The other Ascenders were already clutching their chest and taking their last breaths, trying in vain to utter inaudible words before they stopped twitching and lay motionless.
In the end, only one of the young Ascenders was left alive.
The young man, who was in his mid-20s was shivering, looking at Dilan as if he was the incarnation of the Devil.
Dilan had just killed nine men, in a matter of seconds, and his eyes were devoid of the slightest fear or hesitation!
The clearness and depth of Dilan’s eyes were the most frightening because it was as if he felt no remorse about having killed humans!
“Be happy that you know how to behave.” Dilan commented while the young man continued to tremble, the hairs on the back of his neck standing up.
He wanted to indicate to the young man that he left him alive for not showing the intention to kill Kathrine or the people behind her.
However, what the young man understood was that he could be lucky for not having taken one of the women by force.
Either way, he was happy to be alive and slumped to the ground because his legs couldn’t endure the weight of the rest of his body anymore.
But it was just a moment later that his hand touched something warm when he had thrown his hands forward to not crash into the ground.
Despite knowing what his hand had touched, he had an irresistible urge to lift his hand and confirm his suspicion.
“Blood…” He mumbled in a horrified voice as he looked at his hand which was drenched in blood.
Turning his head, the young man saw all the dead bodies once again, which led him to vomit right in front of him.
Dilan couldn’t even smile when he saw this.
Now, he was beginning to doubt if it was a good idea to leave this particular young man out.
After all, not radiating killing intent didn’t mean that he had no ill intentions.
Yet, instead of focusing on the young man or the corpses littered across the floor, Dilan kicked open the door Kathrine had approached.
Her heart was beating rapidly, and she was praying to some God, hoping against hope that everything would be fine, only for Dilan to unveil the truth right in front of her.
The fact that he kicked open the door worked like a miracle for Kathrine as she was jolted back to reality.
She regained her senses when her eyes swept across the wide-open VIP room of the Rian mountainside hospital.
A gut-wrenching sight welcomed her in which several naked women were shivering uncontrollably. Four of them were crying bitterly in the corner of the room, trying to crouch behind each other and hide from being seen or touched.
Their bodies were covered in bloody red welts and angry scars, some fresh while some scabbing over as droplets of blood were oozing out of them.
‘Sex slaves…’ Dilan could only think, understanding that the worst possibility in his mind had come true.
There were even some young women in their early 20s or late teens that had been viciously abused as if a beast had clawed at them not long ago. They lay on the ground and were twitching in pain, and two of them were even unconscious.
A king-sized bed was located in the room, and three women were chained to it. A young and muscular man was standing in front of them, holding a reddish whip in his hand.
His naked body was revealed to everyone as well as his erection.
The moment Dilan took a look inside the room, he felt disgusted. Even if he had already presumed that some men would take women by force after the Primordial Ascension, Dilan didn’t believe that things would go downhill so fast.
“Siss!!” The pained voice of an 18-years-old girl reached them, making them all look at the bitterly crying teenager.