After Beating the Game, I Became the Villain BOSS

The blood and mud clinging to Fenrir was several centimeters thick, some of it dried and blackened from long exposure to air, while more was freshly acquired in recent battles, still dripping with scarlet blood.

His dark purple eyes reflected the terrified faces of the corporate executives, staring at everyone present with a chilling gaze.

Panic spread like a plague through the surroundings, as if the air had frozen.

These corporate executives always considered themselves the elites of humanity, believing they were superior to ordinary people.

But in the face of absolute equality in death, they not only failed to maintain their composure, some were even so frightened they lost control, with fetid liquid relentlessly trickling down their pants legs.

Among the crowd, Tsukimori Ryuuichi shakily stepped forward, the old man who had been in charge of the New Moon City branch of the Black Domain Group for over twenty years was now pale, but as the highest regional leader, he still maintained the last bit of dignity and respectability.

Leaning on his dragon-headed cane, he approached Fenrir’s towering gray wolf form, completely disregarding the blood and dirt, and cautiously extended a trembling hand onto the arm of the gray wolf.

In as steady a voice as possible, he placated, "Fenrir, listen to me, even at this point, we still have room for reconciliation."

"No matter what your goal is, whether it’s avenging your father’s wrongful death or for something else, you’ve killed enough people; there’s really no need to keep on killing."

"Why not tell us your demands, what do you want? This is a civilized society, we can sit down and have a proper discussion. Whatever you want, we’ll try our best to meet your demands."

"Psshh—" The gray wolf’s claws slashed through Tsukimori Ryuuichi’s body, tearing it apart instantly, leaving shattered remains scattered all over the floor.

No negotiation, no dialogue, no words, only silent slaughter.

Silence, the most arrogant behavior of this human race.

For over a century, countless weak ones cried out in desperation under the oppression of the corporate giants, yet these human elites never listened, responding to the world with silence as if they were dealing with ants.

And now, it was their turn to face the silence.

Tsukimori Ryuuichi’s death instantly ignited the terror among the corporate executives, some screamed and shrank back, while others knelt on the ground, wailing and begging for Fenrir’s mercy.

Alexander’s collar was already wet with cold sweat, his eyes widened as he screamed, "Fenrir, Tsukimori Ryuuichi indeed deserved to die, after all, he was among those who orchestrated your father’s persecution years ago."

"But I was transferred here only recently, and I have nothing to do with that matter! I don’t even know your father! Justice has its target, right? You can’t just make me a scapegoat, can you?!"

"Stop, okay? Let’s talk things through! You have Divine Protection Level power, the headquarters will definitely try to meet your demands! Speak up! What do you want? Speak up!!"

"Psshh—" The gray wolf’s claws swept through again, shredding the body of this chief executive as well.

Silence.

What Fenrir gave these human elites was only the coldest silence.

She swept back and forth across the vast space, executing the wailing corporate executives one by one.

In the end, only one remained alive, lying on a mobile medical bed.

Perhaps the prolonged suffering from illness had made Jiang Yuan indifferent to life and death, he was the only executive who did not break down emotionally in front of Fenrir.

He turned to look at the blood-soaked Wolf King in front of him, sighed deeply, and said meaningfully, "Young man, you’ve destroyed yourself."

"Psshh—"

Silence.

Only silence.