Bab 750: Hammond’s son

Following the sirens, massively profound metal sluice gates pounded down behind the contestants. This was probably the contingency measure for a biohazard leakage contamination.

Consecutively, Hammond led a few of his men and sprinted into a transparent room that appeared rather fortified. Moreover, the room was sealed up which isolated their scent.

Hammond also sprayed a unique concocted mist and further ensured the emerging beast wouldn't target them first.

Madness and hysteria filled the scientist's eyes. He was shockingly holding a mug of dense and creamy meat paste in his left hand. After a gulp, he exposed his blood soaked teeth and spoke calmly into a microphone.

"Accept your tragic fates you powerless scums!"

The liquid inside the cultivation tank rapidly declined. The various electrical lead lines along the walls came off and the surrounding lights were dimmed.