The Fall of the Iron Fangs
(Samuel's POV)
The city skyline was painted in flames behind us, the Crimson Serpents reduced to nothing more than ashes.
We didn't stop.
The Iron Fangs were next.
Henry and I stood on the rooftop of an abandoned building overlooking their main headquarters—a heavily guarded mansion on the outskirts of London.
Henry exhaled, checking his status window.
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[STATUS WINDOW – SAMUEL GEBB]
Level: 105
[STATUS WINDOW – HENRY HANS]
Level: 104
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I cracked my knuckles. "One more fight, and we're ready for Project Hades."
Henry smirked. "Then let's make this quick."
Iron Fangs' Stronghold – Human Traffickers' Final Hour
The mansion was heavily fortified—guards patrolled the walls, and spotlights scanned the perimeter.
They were expecting an attack.
But expecting didn't mean they could stop us.
Henry teleported behind the first sniper, snapping his neck before he could even scream. "One down."
I moved in through the front gate, my Dragon Fear aura knocking out the lower-ranked grunts instantly.
The moment the alarm blared, we unleashed hell.
Henry blinked through enemies, his sword slicing through flesh and bone.
I tore through the front line, my Void Gauntlets crushing skulls and snapping spines.
Bullets flew—but they couldn't touch us.
Screams echoed—but they were cut short.
One by one, the Iron Fangs collapsed.
Until all that remained was their leader.
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The leader, Viktor Armand, stumbled backward, his breathing ragged as he clutched a gold-plated pistol.
"Y-You don't understand! We were protected!" he gasped. "The Revenant Circle—!"
I punched the air, sending a shockwave that shattered his pistol before he could fire.
He fell to his knees, trembling.
Henry smirked, stepping forward. "Protected? Not anymore."
Viktor's lips quivered. "P-Please—"
I raised my hand. "No."
With one final strike, I ended him.
Iron Fangs—eliminated.
The System Notification flashed instantly.
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[SYSTEM UPDATE: LEVEL UP]
Samuel – Level 105
Henry – Level 104
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Henry sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Alright, one more level."
Then, the System Message appeared again.
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[SYSTEM ALERT: PROJECT HADES LOCKED]
"Both players must reach Level 105 to access the mission."
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I exhaled, nodding. "We need one more hunt."
Henry smirked. "Then let's go after the Revenant Circle. After all, we still have unfinished business."
I grinned. "Let's make it their last night."
The hunt wasn't over.
The Iron Fangs were gone. Their bodies scattered across the ruined mansion, their empire reduced to nothing.
But we weren't done yet.
The System Notification had made it clear—Henry needed to reach Level 105 before we could unlock Project Hades.
And that meant one thing.
The Revenant Circle was next.
Unlike the other syndicates, the Revenant Circle wasn't just a criminal organization.
It was a cult.
They trafficked in the supernatural, experimenting on humans, demons, and everything in between.
Rumors said they were directly tied to Project Hades.
Which meant eliminating them wasn't just about leveling up.
It was personal.
Henry and I stood on a rooftop overlooking an abandoned cathedral in the outskirts of London.
The building was old—centuries old. The windows were shattered, and black banners with strange symbols hung from the walls.
Torches flickered at the entrance, where hooded figures stood guard.
"They're expecting someone," Henry muttered.
I smirked. "They have no idea it's us."
We moved in silently.
Henry teleported behind the first guard, slitting his throat before he could scream.
I grabbed another by the skull, slamming his face into the stone wall.
We entered the cathedral—and chaos erupted.
Dark-robed figures chanted in eerie tones, standing in a circle around a bound victim strapped to an altar.
A high priest stood at the center, holding a bloodied dagger.
His eyes glowed red.
"Sacrilege!" he hissed. "You dare—"
I didn't let him finish.
I hurled a dagger, embedding it into his throat.
Blood sprayed across the altar.
Screams erupted.
The cultists lunged at us—some human, some monstrous.
Henry and I tore through them like wildfire.
His golden sword flashed, severing limbs and spilling blood.
My gauntlets crushed bones, sending bodies flying.
Their dark magic meant nothing to us.
Their rituals failed.
Their screams turned to silence.
Until, at last, the cathedral was nothing but corpses.
As the last cultist collapsed, Henry and I stood among the ruins, the smell of blood and burning wood filling the air.
Then, the System Notification appeared.
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[SYSTEM UPDATE: LEVEL UP!]
Samuel – Level 105
Henry – Level 105
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Henry smirked, checking his stats. "Finally."
But before we could celebrate—
A final System Message appeared.
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[SYSTEM ALERT: PROJECT HADES UNLOCKED]
"The War of Ascension enters its final phase. Prepare for the greatest battle of this world."
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I grinned, glancing at Henry. "Ready?"
Henry chuckled. "We were born ready."
We turned away from the burning cathedral, stepping into the darkness.
The final battle was waiting.
And we were coming for it.