It was a great day.
Mateo, Level 5 Abyssal, an Abyss Warrior by title, supervised the assassination of another genius.
That boy was only a seventeen years and six months old but reached Level 2. Usually, he'd be scouted and recruited by the powers.
A local family in power could sign him up for a mutually beneficial relationship. They would provide him with resources when he goes to the military academy and in turn, he'd help them out after he grew stronger.
If he was talented enough, they'd even let him marry into the family.
Even though there were no civil wars in the past two hundred years, power kept changing hands. So every power did their best to grow their power and, at least, preserve it.
The Abyssals had no problem if the boy was like any average awakener, but he could grow into a high Awakener and cause them huge casualties.
However, neither was he solicited nor did he rise.
The boy had personal enmity with the local power. So he hid himself deep and planned to launch a revenge after rising up.
Mateo stomped the skull into the valley and grinned with satisfaction.
He kicked the mutilated corpse with a perverse smile. "You must have wondered how the hell we knew about your level."
"Haha! You might hide your power in your school, hide your talent in public. But you can't hide your purchase in the trade union. Your recent purchases gave you away."
Crack!
He stepped onto the corpse and signalled to the Abyssals in the distance. "Cremate him. Dungeon Bureau would only think they lost a normal adventurer, they'd never know they lost a future powerhouse."
"Yes, Sir." The Level 4 Abyssals, Abyssal Lords, stepped forward and started their job.
Mateo walked a few steps into the valley, and the bracelet on his hand shone. He slowly stepped into the main hideout.
It was a peaceful plain with a small stream flowing down a hill. Of course, it looked peaceful, excluding the menacing black building.
This was the place where they tortured some geniuses and conduced their assassination training.
Matea boosted his speed, and in an instant, it rose from one of a normal Mid Level 5 to High Level 5.
Whoosh!
He broke into the headquarters and an alarm went off.
The patrols scrambled to the entrance with their swords and spears, only to sigh in relief after seeing the intruder was their boss.
"Not bad." Matea nodded in satisfaction.
Since the last incident of losing the hideouts in the Virgin Dungeon, all hide out commanders took extra measures to avoid such incidents.
By the looks of it, there was no way it could repeat.
'Truly, what was that Abyss Duke thinking? He lost to a bunch of students.' Matea waved his hand and walked down the floors into the commanding room.
A large hologram played out, displaying most of the dungeon, including the hideouts.
'We're burning way more resources with extra surveillance. Damn it!' Matea cursed and walked to the conference table.
There were Level 4 Abyssals seated on each side of the table. They were whispering to each other when Matea cleared his throat.
"Ahem"
"Are you sure this is true?" He squinted at his subordinates.
"Yes, sir!"
"One-tenth of our human spies on earth were killed in the last month. Even though most of them are weak, their links to us were released. Now we are finding it harder than ever to recruit the spies." The leading officer, a high Level 4, reported in a grim tone.
"Damn it!" Matea slammed the table in frustration.
It wasn't anger. It was frustration. He enjoyed powering over others, but being powerless himself was something he couldn't tolerate.
With this sensational leakage, the government would take hardline steps to prevent spy recruitments.
Most humans hated Abyssals and would never entertain the thought of working under them.
But there were… some extremists. Self-centered people who only sought their own benefits. They were the primary source of spies.
But after this onslaught, self-centered people who value their own life above everything else would be the last to sign up for being a spy.
"Enigma!" He muttered the hateful name.
"Shadow Guardians are at full work. But Enigma… she seems to be dealing with those families." Another officer with a crafty look reported.
"This bitch!" Matea's rage didn't subside hearing that Enigma wasn't spearheading the onslaught.
Instead, it only increased. Her personal power was growing too fast, now even her collective power was growing.
The threat she posed was rising. The fact that he was powerless against her disgusted him to no end.
'I can't do anything about this. Fuck the reports!'
Matea wasn't interested in the reports anymore and walked out of the building for a breath of fresh air.
He was confident they could exterminate the humans. But he always kept the Abyss Emperor's motto in mind.
'Maximum damage with minimum casualties.'
That meant killing of Enigma.
Slowly, his mood calmed down and he began to reminisce about his own past.
"In my 40 years of life, I've never been to our main abyss. I only heard stories and legends." Matea walked along the stream.
"After we win, I should be able to visit the capital of our race. Emperor Abyss." He grinned uncontrollably.
"But before I return, I must torture these bugs. They keep giving us a hard time." He huffed and kicked the stream.
Boom!
A large cavity was formed and a water beam shot into the air.
"But the most I torture would be Enigma… but oh well, I think Demon King would torture her till death, but I can at least torture those Shadow Guardians." He grinned.
Shadow Guardians was a very new organization formed by Enigma. Their motto was to 'Guard from the shadows'.
Just a couple months old, they rooted out the low level traitors in Mars, slaughtered the school staff secretly brainwashing the students on Venus and caused significant damage to the Abyssals all around the Solar system.
"One day, your skulls will roll down the ground and I will stomp it to my heart's content." He thumped his chest and stomped the blue grass.
Suddenly, his hair constricted, and he was about to turn back.
But right then, the space around his body solidified.
He quickly broke it and barely craned his neck back.
A bright light flashed, and a slit in his throat.
Thud. Thud.
His head rolled down the ground until it reached the foot of a six feet human.
The human raised his feet and stomped.
"I like your words. I'll be stomping your people to my heart's content." Varian grinned and turned back to the black building.
"I'm back, bitches!"