?<strong>Chapter 904:</strong>


    As they were about to pull the triggers, Allison remained unshaken. She stood in the light, lifting something in her hand. “You might want to rethink those orders,” she said calmly. The gunmen froze in shock when they saw what she was holding.


    “It’s a bomb! Don’t shoot!” someone shouted in panic. But Allison was already raising her gun with her other hand. “It’s toote. This is my gift for you.”


    In an instant, she tossed the bomb and fired at it with deadly uracy.


    Bang!


    Her shot hit the bomb directly, setting it off in mid-air. The explosion was deafening, shaking everyone to their core.


    “Get down!” someone yelled.


    The st sent many stumbling, their ears ringing. A few even started bleeding from their ears. It was toote for anyone to duck.


    The nearest gunmen were torn apart by the st, leaving only a few survivors, too stunned to even grip their weapons.


    In the blink of an eye, death and chaos had overtaken the area.


    About thirty secondster, Verruckt, who had been further away, was the first to rise and scan the scene.


    Their eyes met across the wreckage.


    Through the smoke and dust, Verruckt stared at Allison’s blurry figure, feeling a strange familiarity stir deep inside him. It was as if the explosion had awakened long-forgotten memories.


    “Who are you, exactly?” he asked, stepping toward her.


    He had just finished his fight with Ken. Ken had strength, but he was no match for Verruckt’s raw power. Verruckt should have finished off Ken, but his focus was entirely on Allison, driven by the need to confirm something.


    The familiar sensation deep within him made his skin crawl. He felt an overwhelming urge to kill, one he couldn’t control.


    As the smoke began to lift, Verruckt finally saw Allison clearly. Her face — now it matched the girl he had remembered.


    “It’s really you…” he murmured, his voice low.


    A dangerous aura surrounded him, and as he moved closer, his wild silver hair and blood-red eyes seemed darker, more menacing. The silence felt unnatural, like the calm before a storm.


    He stepped over the burnt bodies at his feet. “Subject 001, I should have known you wouldn’t die so easily.”


    “I never thought you’d be someone who helps evil thrive.”


    Allison never imagined that Verruckt would be someone who would aid evil. She looked him straight in the eyes.


    “Subject 001” was the code she had been given at the research facility on the ind so many years ago. It had been ages since anyone had even mentioned it. That name represented a part of her life she had worked hard to forget. But now, Verruckt had uncovered that hidden truth.


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