After completing the instance mission, Roy didn't return immediately; instead, he headed to Saeko Busujima's hiding place.
He needed to send this severely injured guide back. Although he didn't have strong feelings for her, if she died because of him, it would inevitably leave a lingering burden on his mind.
As Roy approached the bushes, goosebumps rose all over his body, just like when he was targeted by a sniper rifle at the base gate.
No, it was an even stronger sense of danger!
Roy's eyes warily searched the surroundings, but he couldn't find the target; only that feeling lingered in his heart.
When Roy carefully pushed aside the bushes, what greeted his eyes was not Saeko Busujima, but a block of explosives, its electronic components flashing with an eerie red light.
C4 explosives!
Roy's expression changed drastically, and his body instinctively reacted, lunging away.
Boom!
At that very instant, a roar sounded, and the blast wave generated by the explosion violently struck Roy's body.
Roy landed face down on the ground, hitting it hard, feeling as if his back had been cut by a sharp knife, slicing through his skin and muscle.
Following that was an intense burning sensation, as if a fire was raging on his back, causing immense pain.
The close-range explosion also ruptured his eardrums, causing a ringing in his ears, dark red blood flowing out, and his brain feeling as if it were about to split open.
"Hahaha, I got him!"
The white-haired old man, wearing a white lab coat and a large bald head that reflected the moonlight, excitedly jumped up from the bushes dozens of meters away.
It was precisely the old professor protected by the US military squad.
In fact, he had been in the monitoring room, watching Roy from the moment he arrived at the base. At first, he didn't take it seriously until Roy displayed monstrous strength, slaughtering a US military squad.
While Roy was dealing with Wayne and doing the final cleanup work, placing bombs in the armory, he secretly used the base's secret passage to come here.
Through the initial surveillance cameras, he knew Saeko Busujima was hiding here.
He was gambling that Roy would return here.
He had taken Saeko Busujima away beforehand and placed explosives at her original position, detonating them directly when Roy approached.
Eric discarded the remote detonator in his hand; it was useless now. He rushed in front of Roy, his excited eyes fixed on the young man's body.
He had come to Japan to investigate the source of the zombie tide. Roy's extraordinary physical abilities made him certain that something must have happened to him, and it wasn't impossible for him to awaken superpowers like in a movie...
Roy struggled to lift his head, his peripheral vision noticing Saeko Busujima, who had been moved to another patch of grass.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Subsequently, intense anger filled Roy's chest, as if it would burn away his rationality.
"Don't worry, I'll make good use of your body, in the lab, of course!"
"First, draw a thousand milliliters of blood!"
"No, no, he's too weak, he might die. No, no, no, I have to believe that as a superpower user, he won't die so easily."
But Roy could no longer hear the old man's soliloquy. From Saeko Busujima being shot to himself being blown up, his accumulated anger was like a raging inferno in a large furnace.
Adrenaline surged, and Roy felt no pain. His eyes were bloodshot, and his hands struggled to prop himself up on the ground, like a crazed beast.
At this moment, he had only one thought: to strike down the enemy with the most brutal and powerful attack, making them never dare to provoke him again!
"You can still stand up, as expected of a superpower user. You are more valuable alive than dead," Eric, the old man, said fanatically, pulling out a small pistol, aiming it at Roy, and pulling the trigger without hesitation.
The injected needle stuck into Roy's chest.
However, the young man's body remained standing.
Roy's cold eyes stared directly at the white-haired old man, walking step by step, showing no signs of drowsiness.
"Impossible, this anesthetic can even knock down an adult elephant!" Eric looked incredulous.
"An anesthetic that can knock down an adult elephant? Do you think that can quell my anger!" Roy said coldly, a warm current spreading throughout his body, providing him with strength.
Skill awakened!
Name: Blood for Blood!
Effect: Accumulate the damage taken by oneself and return it to the enemy in a single blow, with damage increasing by different multiples based on emotional fluctuations.
Note: Changing the target will result in reduced damage.
...
Eric couldn't see Roy's golden panel. He only recalled Roy's frantic slaughter within the base. This young man in front of him was not his guinea pig in the lab, but a true god of slaughter!
A faint bloody glow emanated from Roy's body, like a demon king emerging from the depths of hell.
"No!" Eric turned to flee, but it was too late. Roy pounced like a fierce tiger.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Roy abandoned Village Good Sword, taking a swift step to press the old man's head against the ground, his fists raining down like a storm, striking the white-haired old man in front of him, the dull thudding sounds of impact echoing continuously.
"Please, let me draw a tube of blood, just one tube, and I'm willing to pay any price!"
"I cannot die. The disappearance of my brilliant mind would be a huge loss for all humanity!"
"Please, spare me."
...
The white-haired old man's voice grew weaker and weaker; his pleas for mercy did not soften Roy in the slightest.
Roy gritted his teeth, each punch he threw seemingly using all his strength. The white-haired old man's body was literally pounded into a pulp by his two fists.
Until he took his last breath in despair.
"Huff! Huff!"
Roy gasped for breath, collapsing onto the grass. The bloody glow on his body dissipated, and he felt completely drained.
Due to the characteristic of the skill "Blood for Blood," he would absolutely not fall down before returning the damage he received to the opponent, even if he sustained a fatal injury!
Roy extracted three different low-grade potions, opened the stoppers, and drank them all in one go.
Different colored lights emanated from his body.
A few seconds later, Roy exhaled a mouthful of stale air. Although he still felt extremely uncomfortable, he no longer had that dying sensation. His consciousness clear, he looked up and scanned his surroundings.
Fortunately, most of the zombies were attracted to the exploding base; otherwise, given his current terrible state, it would be very troublesome.
Roy took Saeko Busujima, made a detour, and entered the base's barracks building through a side door where the zombie count was lower, then locked the iron door behind him.
Perhaps that old man thought Saeko Busujima also had some special physique, allowing her to miraculously survive.
Saeko Busujima slowly woke up, her chest throbbing faintly, but at least her life was not in danger.
"Here are six potions, as your reward. Use the red ones for injuries, and the blue ones for exhaustion. With your abilities, you can survive on your own," Roy said, not giving her spiritual potions. For someone who couldn't use magic, they were no better than two cups of coffee.
After doing all this, without waiting for Saeko Busujima's reply, the hazy-minded Roy clicked "Return."