Reborn With the Infinite Gods System

Chapter 61 A New Threat

"Keep on... make it in time."

"I hope it's not too late."

Trisha's legs blurred as she sprinted across the road, a mere streak of motion cutting through the air like a bullet. The pounding in her chest was deafening, her breathing sharp and ragged as her eyes darted back and forth, scanning the surroundings. Every second mattered, every step a race against something far beyond human understanding.

Something ominous.

It wasn't just the urgency that gnawed at her. It was the aura. She could feel it—an overwhelming presence, thick as tar, coating the air like a foul mist. It clung to everything, suffocating, pressing down on her spirit as if the very air sought to crush her.

And yet, it wasn't just the aura itself that made her blood run cold. It was the sheer malevolence of it.

'This can't be...' Her mind raced as her instincts screamed at her. The aura was unlike any she had ever sensed before—dark, malicious, and suffused with an almost tangible hatred.

Could it be?

'It has to be a Fatek. There's no other explanation. One must have escaped a portal.' Enjoy new chapters from m-v l'-NovelFire

The thought tightened around her heart like a vice. A Fatek on the loose was bad enough, but this aura... this wasn't just any alien invader. This felt like something more—something far worse.

Her pace quickened as she pushed her body to its absolute limits. Time was running out, and she had no idea what horrors awaited her at the end of this road. All she knew was that if she didn't make it in time, there would be nothing left to save.

Finally, she reached her destination. Trisha skidded to a stop, her breath coming in heavy gasps as she took in the sight before her.

Her heart sank.

The hospital, once a towering symbol of safety and healing, was now reduced to nothing but rubble. Shattered walls, twisted metal, and the stench of smoke filled the air. There was no mistaking it—something had torn through this place with terrifying force.

"All gone," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Trisha's eyes widened as she scanned the debris, her mind struggling to process the destruction. The hospital, which was supposed to hold a large number of hunters and workers, was now a graveyard. The silence was oppressive, broken only by the distant crackling of fire.

'I'm too late...'

She stepped forward cautiously, her gaze darting left and right, searching for any sign of life. But deep down, she already knew what she would find.

Or rather, what she wouldn't find.

"They did a thorough job," she muttered, her voice trembling with barely suppressed anger. Her fists clenched at her sides as she tried to control the surge of emotions threatening to overwhelm her. Whoever—or whatever—was responsible for this... they had done more than just destroy a building. They had wiped out everyone inside, systematically, cruelly.

"You won't find anyone alive."

The voice cut through the silence like a knife.

Trisha whirled around, her heart leaping into her throat. Standing amidst the rubble, emerging from the smoke like a ghost, was another hunter. He moved with an eerie calm, his steps deliberate, measured.

For a moment, she thought it was another survivor. But as the figure came into view, her blood ran cold.

"Andre Durrand," she breathed, recognizing the man. An S-rank hunter. One of the best.

"What happened here?" Trisha's voice was tight, her eyes narrowing as she scrutinized him. There was something off about the way he carried himself, something unsettling in his gaze.

Andre waved dismissively, his tone almost casual. "Same as you. I was called to check out the site. They mentioned something about Dawning Blood being spotted around here."

Trisha's heart skipped a beat. "Dawning Blood?" Her voice was barely a whisper.

Before she could process the information, her body reacted on its own. A gasp escaped her lips as the realization hit her like a freight train. The destruction... the methodical nature of it...

It all made sense now.

"Those bastards," Trisha snarled, bending down to inspect the damage. She had heard of Dawning Blood before—a shadowy criminal organization known for its brutality. They didn't just kill; they toyed with their victims, dragging out the suffering for as long as possible before delivering the final blow.

And now they were here.

"They killed everyone, didn't they?" Trisha asked, her voice tight with barely contained fury.

Andre nodded, his expression unreadable. "It looks that way. The board's already discussing what to do next."

"What connection do you have to Dawning Blood, if I may ask?" Andre's question seemed innocent enough, but there was something in his tone that put Trisha on edge.

At first, she hesitated. But after a moment of consideration, she gave him a curt nod. "She killed someone close to me."

Andre's eyes flickered with curiosity, but he didn't press further. Instead, he sighed, shaking his head as if he, too, was tired of the endless violence. "This isn't over. Not by a long shot. Dawning Blood is just the beginning."

Trisha locked her gaze onto him, her mind racing. His words echoed ominously in her ears, and for the first time since arriving, a sense of dread began to creep up her spine.

"Our world is about to change," Andre said quietly, turning away. "The aliens won't be the only problem soon."

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In the dimly lit boardroom, the atmosphere was thick with tension.

Wukong slammed his fist onto the table, the force of the blow reverberating through the room. His face was twisted in frustration, his voice a low growl. "This is insane! Why are we seeing so many attacks on Kyota all at once?"

The other board members exchanged uneasy glances, their expressions grim. They had been asking themselves the same question for days, but none of them had an answer. Not a satisfying one, at least.

First, it had been the portals—unnatural rifts opening up across the city, trapping hunters inside or worse, unleashing horrors upon the world. Then came the Hangi Group, a ruthless band of criminals targeting Kyota's remaining forces. And now... Dawning Blood.

Kyota was being torn apart from the inside, and no one knew why.

Rachael folded her arms, her face pale but composed. "We lost five A-ranks to Dawning Blood last night. Our numbers are dwindling, and the portal activity is only increasing. If this keeps up, Kyota won't survive much longer."

Her words hung in the air like a death sentence.

'This isn't just bad luck,' Seo thought as he scanned the room. 'This is coordinated. Planned.'

His eyes narrowed as they landed on Hendricks' assistant, who was sitting in for the absent board member. Something about the way the man sat there, calm and collected, made Seo's skin crawl.

'I've seen that look before... Someone here is pulling the strings.'

Before he could voice his suspicions, Vicky Shaw, one of the more reserved members of the board, spoke up. "These human threats—the Hangi Group, Dawning Blood—they can't be handled by low-ranked hunters. We need to deploy all the S-ranks we have left. If Thor were here, he'd lead the charge."

The room fell silent. It was a bold suggestion, and one that carried immense risk. Sending the S-ranks against the human threats would weaken their ability to deal with the portals. But what other choice did they have?

Just as the board members began to nod in agreement, Hendricks' assistant cleared his throat.

"All these attacks... they feel too planned, don't they?" His voice was calm, almost eerily so. "First the portals. Then the Hangi Group. Dawning Blood. And now Axel's disappearance.

Don't you think we should be more... concerned about a potential mole in our midst?"

His words sent a ripple of unease through the room.

Seo's heart skipped a beat. He had been thinking the same thing, but hearing it spoken aloud made it all the more real.

"You're right," Wukong said darkly. "Someone's feeding them information. And that someone is sitting in this very room."

For a moment, no one moved.

Then, Vicky pointed directly at Seo, her voice cold and accusing. "Seo Jihnyuk. Are you the mole?"

All eyes turned to him, the tension in the room thick enough to choke on.

Seo's lips curled into a slow, deliberate smile.

"That," he said, "is a very interesting question."

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