CHAPTER 299: KILLING THE MUTANT VAMPIRE

Bunny tapped the live button.

Broadcast started.

A bright red notification burst across the top of everyone’s screens worldwide—those who followed her.

Bunny has gone LIVE — "SIR BROKEN IS LOSING HIS MIND ON FLOOR 20!!!"

The viewer count shot up like a rocket.

20,000.

40,000.

100,000.

300,000.

It kept climbing.

Bunny positioned her POV camera just as Gabriel slammed the Mutant’s head into the ground for the seventh consecutive time.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The floor cracked like a shattered puzzle.

"Chat, LOOK AT THIS!" she yelled breathlessly. "HE’S DOING IT AGAIN—HE’S BULLYING THE BOSS! JUST LIKE HE ALWAYS DOES!"

Millions of viewers poured in.

Chat exploded instantly.

it’s the same monster olympus fought guys!

YES, I remember—it took the combined effort of the vice leader and that jewelry lady to bring it down!

WHY DOES IT REGENERATE LIKE THAT?!?!

IS SIR BROKEN EVEN HUMAN??

WHO MADE HIM MAD?? WHY IS HE FIGHTING LIKE SOMEONE STOLE HIS RENT MONEY

...

In the Outside World...

Doodle’s eyes widened as the studio’s main hologram lit up automatically.

"WE HAVE FEED! WE HAVE FEED! BUNNY TURNED THE STREAM ON!" he screamed, slamming the desk hard enough to startle his co-host.

The co-host scrambled to stabilize the image.

Static flickered.

A blurry silhouette appeared.

And then—

Gabriel came into focus mid-punch, blowing the Mutant’s head into red smoke.

BOOM!!!

Doodle shot to his feet.

"OH MY—look at this! LOOK AT THIS!!! HE’S NOT EVEN USING A SKILL!"

...

The Mutant’s movements grew sluggish.

Gabriel didn’t slow down. With the same earlier ferocity, he stomped its chest.

THUUUUD!!!

The Mutant sank into the floor. He followed up by stabbing the greatsword straight into its heart.

SHLUNK!

Flesh wrapped around the blade and sealed, pushing the sword out as the wound healed instantly.

Gabriel didn’t even look bothered—though the same couldn’t be said for his subordinates.

He grabbed its face and slammed its skull repeatedly into the ground.

BANG!!

BANG!!

BANG!!

Cracks spread across the floor. The Mutant flailed, but his grip didn’t budge.

He broke its arms.

He snapped its spine.

He crushed its ribs with his knee.

Every bone that healed only seemed to make him angrier.

"You remember me," Gabriel murmured, voice ice cold. "Don’t you?"

The Mutant screeched. It had fought and killed thousands of humans—why would it recognize this particular one?

’Fuck!’ the Vampire Mutant cursed in its heart.

Whatever higher being controlled this place had placed it here, and each time it died, its memories automatically reset, making it difficult to remember anything from previous cycles.

Watching the scene, players couldn’t help but shiver.

Sir Broken wasn’t simply fighting.

He was dissecting the enemy piece by piece—using pure speed and raw physical technique.

No skills.

No mana.

No buffs.

Just pure rage.

The Mutant finally roared, activating its own ultimate ability. The air became oppressive and the metallic taste grew so strong that several people covered their noses.

Sophie retrieved a handkerchief and held it elegantly, her piercing crimson eyes filled with concern.

The creature’s entire body turned blood-red.

Regeneration doubled.

Strength doubled.

The floor vibrated under its aura.

Players backed away instinctively.

"S-Sir Broken..." someone whispered. "Should we help?"

"No." Anna didn’t even blink. "Master won’t allow anyone to interfere in this fight."

The Mutant lunged with insane speed—far faster than before—

—and Gabriel punched it so hard its entire upper body blasted apart like an exploding balloon.

BOOOM!

The room went dead silent.

Only the lower half remained.

A new torso began to grow again. Gabriel landed in front of it.

He lifted Crimson Judgement and channeled mana into the greatsword—over 100 MP. The blade began to hum with life, glowing red.

"This time," he said coldly, "I kill you for real."

The Mutant hissed weakly as its upper body regenerated halfway.

Gabriel didn’t wait.

He unleashed dozens of slashes in a single breath.

SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH!

A blur of steel and afterimages filled the room. Flesh, bone, and blood rained everywhere as he sliced faster than the creature could reform.

Regeneration couldn’t keep up.

Bits of flesh tried to fuse back together, but he cut them apart instantly.

He wasn’t giving it a single second.

He was disassembling it completely.

After two brutal minutes of nonstop slicing, there was nothing left but a vibrating mass of shredded meat struggling to gather into a shape.

Gabriel stomped it.

BOOM!

The mass splattered outward. A glowing core flickered weakly inside the remains.

He stabbed it.

CRACK!

The core shattered.

The fragments fizzled into dust.

Regeneration stopped instantly.

Silence swallowed the room.

The Vampire Mutant... finally died.

No one spoke. Not one person dared breathe loudly.

Gabriel stood over the remains, chest rising slowly. His face was unreadable, but the tension in his muscles said everything.

Anna stepped forward.

"Master... is it dead?"

"Yes."

Gabriel wiped his blade in one smooth motion.

"That fight wasn’t normal... could it be he knew this monster..." whispers began to spread.

Even the jokers stayed quiet. They exchanged glances.

"Did he... know that monster from his past life?"

"You believe that reincarnation shii?"

"I mean... who knows."

"It must’ve really pissed him off."

"No wonder he fought like that..."

Gabriel sheathed the greatsword, ignoring the whispered comments. When one of them mentioned reincarnation, his interest had been piqued—though none of them actually believed it, and some felt the idea was stupid.

The truth of the matter was... if it wasn’t for certain things he had seen, Gabriel would’ve thought the same.

...that was until he met the chained giantess.

"Rest for ten minutes," he said calmly. "Then we clear Floor 21."

Everyone groaned internally—but no one argued. Not after what they just saw.

Not after watching him erase a monster that regenerated like a cockroach on steroids.

Bunny muttered under her breath, "Sir Broken... is actually terrifying when angry."

Gabriel ignored them and walked toward the stairs. In his grasp was a piece of flesh that once belonged to the Mutant.

[Ding! Do you wish to extract Level 56 Mutant Vampire?]