Story 684: Fall of the Overlord

Kruger staggered, his vision blurring as the serum burned through his body. His enhanced regeneration fought back, but for the first time, he felt it—weakness.

A slow, creeping sensation of decay spread through his veins, his fingers twitching involuntarily.

Reaper-77 stood motionless, his serrated blade dripping with the glowing serum—a weapon specifically engineered to counter Kruger’s unnatural resilience.

"Not so invincible now, are you?" Reaper muttered, his voice as cold as the steel in his hands.

Kruger snarled, forcing himself to his feet. His body refused to obey him. Muscles spasmed, black veins pulsating erratically. The rage in his eyes burned, but it was flickering, no longer absolute.

Across the ruined bunker, Eva Morales groaned, trying to push herself up. Her ribs were shattered, her breathing ragged—but she smirked through bloody teeth.

"Told you we'd find a way to break him," she rasped.