Super Gene

Far away, across the galaxy, in a xenogeneic space that resembled purgatory, there were many creatures from all sorts of different races. They were getting lashed by whips. A hellfire raged everywhere, and they were using shovels, pickaxes, hammers, and other tools to dig into the rock.

The stones were dark like ink, but they were also dull. The stones absorbed any light that shone against them, giving nothing back.

The Duke class elites were wearily lifting their shovels to strike the stone. Sparks flew with each hit, and bits of the stone crumbled away and split.

The Dukes and Marquises were like slaves, while the Barons and Viscounts were relegated to transportation duties.

The stones they collected were sent to a stone factory, where all sorts of stone weaponry were forged.

A man stood over them, his expression hard. He used a pen to draw carefully across the stone, marking dimensions as if he was planning how the rock should be carved into.

The noble workers that were in charge of carving and grinding looked at the man with great envy.

The nobles were like hell’s guard dogs. The Hell race ruled, and all other races existed as thralls. Even the Kings of other races were treated as mere slaves.

There was a crystallizer man who was a Marquise, and he looked very weak. Over the past few months, he had been used by the Hell. He was skilled enough that he didn’t have to perform the menial tasks of labor. He was able to enjoy many resources, as he was a person that the Hell looked at very differently.

“Ning Yue, you have done well. What should we do next to increase efficiency?” Hell King squinted his eyes, looking at the young man approaching the palace.

The crystallizer had captured his curiosity. The man was an outsider Marquise, but many Hell nobles had praised him over the past few months. That was a big deal. Not even Kings received that treatment.

Hell King planned to ask the man’s advice to humor his own curiosity, then toss the man back in with the slaves. After all, everyone knew that only the Hell were important. Other races were designed to be slaves and nothing more.

As time went by, Ning Yue gave suggestions to the king every once in a while, and all of his suggestions had increased the efficiency of their work. It saved the Hell King a lot of time and trouble.

Every time Hell King wished to send Ning Yue back to the other slaves, Ning Yue would come up with an even better plan. When Hell King heard his designs, he would allow Ning Yue to stay even longer and put those new designs into action.

After a while, Hell King wasn’t the only one who had grown used to the presence of Ning Yue. The whole Hell society had become accustomed to him.

“Blood! Blood! There is blood!” Screaming sounds howled out of the stone factory.

Ning Yue frowned and looked in their direction. A big rock had been cracked open, and a red liquid was oozing out of the gap. It smelled like blood.

The slaves were running for their lives, and Ning Yue stared at the big black rock.

This wasn’t the first time this had happened. In Ning Yue’s first few months there, this had taken place three times.

The first time they found a black rock that bled, there was a red bug inside it. The monster had ended up killing a few thousand slaves and guards. In the end, Hell King himself had to show up and kill it. It was the only way to get rid of the bug.

The second time this occurred—when a black rock started to bleed—the slaves of that area became infected with some sort of toxin. They endured it for ten days before their bodies dissolved into liquid. At least ten thousand died in that incident.

The third time they discovered a bleeding black rock, a little green sword came out. It pierced through the head of the Duke who had been inspecting the stone. Then it flew into the sky and disappeared.

This was now the fourth incident that Ning Yue had seen. Red liquid welled in the cracks, and it was like blood tears were rolling out, one-by-one.

Suddenly, Ning Yue saw a finger appear through the gap. The finger glistened like jade. It was beautiful, but the fingernail shone a disturbing shade of red. Even looking at the unsettling sight would leave someone shivering.

One finger… two fingers… three fingers… More and more fingers appeared through the crack. When all ten fingers appeared, there was a loud cracking noise. The fingers tore the rock in half.

A woman wearing creepy red armor emerged. Her red eyes gleamed, staring down at the creatures that were all running away in fear.

Suddenly, the woman moved. She was like a demon, straight from hell. She turned into a bloody shadow, and wherever her blood-red fingers went, creatures screamed. Blood fountained from their bodies, and in no time at all, many creatures had been reduced to shreds.

The terrifying woman showed no sign of backing down. Hell King and the other Kings of their race went to meet that wicked force, and the entire land turned into a bloody battlefield. The hell-looking xenogeneic space was thrown into turmoil.

Blood… blood everywhere…

There was the blood of slaves. The blood of the Hell. Broken bodies littered the ground, and almost no one was left alive in that xenogeneic space.

Two of them were still standing, though, their lifeforces flickering in the hellscape.

One of them was the weird woman in her red armor. The other was Hell King.

The strange woman didn’t look to be in good condition. Her red eyes shone with a scary light. Her red armor was covered in cracks and punctures, and a piece of a sword blade was still embedded in it. There was a big bloody hole in her chest. It was impossible to guess which weapon had dealt that blow to her. She was bleeding, and she could barely stand.

Hell King wasn’t in great shape, either. One of his horns had been broken, and one of his legs was gone. His belly had been cut open, and his guts and intestines were starting to spill out.

Hell King’s face looked enraged; all the inhabitants of that xenogeneic space had been murdered by the strange woman. Aside from him, no one else had been left alive.

“I will make you die.” Hell King opened his mouth and spat out a mass of blood. The blood drained away across the ground, revealing a small green sword.

If Ning Yue had seen it, he would have recognized it. It was the sword that had flown away when they opened that third black rock.

The woman saw the green sword, and her eyes lost their anger. She looked scared.

Hell King roared. He picked up the green sword and ran at the weird woman. The green sword was aimed at her head.

The woman blocked the little green sword with one hand and shoved her other hand into Hell King’s chest to grab his heart. The green sword broke under the force of her grip, and her fist tightened around Hell King’s heart.

Dong!

The little green sword fell to the ground, and the light in Hell King’s eyes started to fade. Just as the fire of his life was about to be extinguished, Hell King roused himself. He would rather burn out the last of his strength than slowly wither away. He quickly grabbed the weird woman’s neck.