Multi-Gene

Berlin's body shivered slightly. The stone spikes growing on his arm slowed down and his eyes went into a daze.

His thrashing around also died down as he seem to have given up any signs of struggling.

Blood flowed like waves into David's mouth and he gulped them down immediately. But despite the amount of blood he was sucking in, his stomach didn't seem to bulge in the slightest.

Instead, they rumbled in hunger. Every cell, muscles and veins in his body thirsts incredibly badly for blood.

His fangs elongated even more as they pierced deeply into the Berlin's stone flesh, gaining access to even more blood.

An intense growl echoed from David's throat as he struggled to gulp more blood into his body. His demonic eyes glowed red due to his hunger.

The Other two second-year student trembled in fear. "M-monster!" John shivered and turned tail, running with all the speed he could muster. At this moment, John wished he had been born with two legs in order to move even faster.

But the remaining second-year seem to have snapped out of his stupor. Gritting his teeth he agitated his genes, making his cells even more active and faster, activating his hidden emerge.

His arm muscles Instantly hardened explosively and inflated like a balloon. That wasn't all, two incredibly muscular arms ripped out from his armpits, dripping out bodily fluids and a bit of blood.

"Boom!"

The air rippled as the two arms snapped against each other. With a roar, the person stomped his feet to the ground and he seem to phase Into thin air as he appeared behind David who was still feeding at the weakened Berlin like a hungry dog like a mirage.

"Eight-chained punch!" he didn't waste time thinking and immediately executed his ultimate technique.

His four arms blurred like a stretched out picture. In just a few milliseconds, his four arms executed eight straight and powerful fist attack that even the air exploded from the pressure, creating shock waves in the air.

It was only that as the punch was being executed by the second-year student, David's eyes moved and he locked his eyes on the student.

His eyes turned even more vicious and he let out a sinister grin, making him seem like a true demon with his crimson eyes.

Although the guy's fist was fast, David was even faster. His body faded out of existence and he blink right behind the tall student that was intending to sneak attack him.

His claws flashed with a cold light as they penetrated the second-year student's body. With a yank of his arm, he removed an oval ball of organ still pumping out blood out blood like a flood. Without hesitation, he gulped the heart straight into his stomach.

The tall student froze like a statue made of clay. His eyes showed a deep doubt and as he fell to the ground, he still couldn't still figure out exactly how he had died.

Not wasting the opportunity, David let out a sinister grin as he grabbed the body by the neck and pierced his fangs right Into the neck, gulping down the warm fresh and nutritious blood.

By now, most of his destroyed cells and organs had been repaired. The flesh in his legs and arms that had been burnt by the flame ability of the third year student gradually began to recover their original colour as the flesh with regenerated at a rate visible to the naked eyes.

Before long, he had been fully healed. Letting out a burb of satisfaction, his grin revealed his sharp and long canine and his incredibly pale face turned to the direction the last second-year student had run to.

A game of chase between a Prey and the Predator? Interesting. David licked his lips in excitement and his eyes showed his glee.

In an instant, his figure faded into thin air as he pursued the last person relentlessly.

•* * * * * * * *

In a fancy looking hall, several figures sat around on a long meeting table, discussing some matters between each other.

There were thirteen people seated on the various seat around the table. And although their age made them seem in their mid thirties, the youngest amongst them was 60 years of age and the oldest was 120 years of age and that was the one and only grand elder in the clan.

At the top seat of the table, the clan leader, a man that looked as though he was still In his mid 20's sat quietly as he listened to the daily report and words of the elders before him.

"We shouldn't make the Sub Phaser technique scarce so as to get even more talented people into the clan." A lady who was the called the eight elder suggested.

"Eight elder, this plan isn't feasible. There are plenty out there who would immediately disappear once they learn the technique and even sell them to the other rivalling clans." The fourth elder, a blue haired middle aged man said.

"I agree, this plan contains several risks. It isn't something we should even think of doing." The 6th elder, a gentle man in his mid 40's said in a gentle voice.

As the lady was about to prove her point, the clan leader who had been silent raised his hands up, immediately halting the ruckus that was about to take place.

"Let's leave the matter unresolved. We will come back to this matter latter." His tone left no room for further suggestions.

"Now, let's talk about the matter concerning my third son, Nicolas. Since he was the one who received the news about the where about of the Nightcore, he has personally left to retrieve it." The young man paused as a proud smile graced his face.

"If he is successful in this mission, I hope no one would oppose me making Nicholas the next clan leader." The young looking man seated on the high seat said in a deep and penetrating tone.

His face held a very handsome smile which made him seem even younger but his eyes revealed the old aged man hidden within.

The rest of the elder glance at each other. Some where shocked and some where confused. But a few nodded their heads as though they had expected such a thing to happen.

Eight elder couldn't hold it in anymore and stood up. "What about your first born Brian? He should have been the one to inherit your place, not Nicholas." She argued. The eight elder was more of the kind ones and she couldn't bare to see as the inheritance of the first born was given to the fourth.

"I think it's high time you sat down and started using your brain eight elder. Do you know how incredibly important the Nightcore is to us?" The 2nd elder couldn't bare it anymore and shouted, banging his hands against the table in anger.

The 2nd elder had a more explosively temper and an unrelenting nature.

"That's enough 2nd elder." The sixth elder interceded. If he didn't want things to escalate even more. He also didn't really agree to the clan head decision but he knew how Important the NightCore is to any clan.

If they could have the NightCore in their possession for just about a few decades, they could rule over the entire F sector. From FA-00 to FZ-00, overtaking the other clans in power and even develop to the other sectors.

This showed how incredible the nightcore is.

"Eight elder Su Ling. The NightCore is extremely important to the rise of our clan and normally, we wouldn't have had any hopes in attaining it but Nicholas gave us the hope. Making him the clan leader is very appropriate." The sixth elder persuaded.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The clan head laughed out loud and clapped his hands. "It's decided then. Nicholas sh-"

"Clan Leader!!!" A disciple burst through the doors of the hall but immediately froze as the chilling glare of 14 powerful Phasers froze him in his tracks.

"Consider your next words carefully as it will decide your fate." The seconds elder temper flared as he said to the disciple.

The disciple trembled in fear and stammered as words struggled to escape his lips.

"F-fourth, f-fourth b-brother life signal faded a minute ago." The room turned silent in an instant and in the blink of an eye, thick murderous waves almost visible to the naked eyes overflowed through out the entire hall as the faint huge figure of a dragon roared behind him, making the elders and the disciple break out in cold sweat.

The disciple had it even worse. His body slammed to the ground as he couldn't withhold the pressure anymore.

Taking in a deep breath, the clan leader withdrew back his phantom beast. And regained his composure.

The death of his fourth son made him only lose his composure for a moment. This showed how he was able to gain his position as the clan leader.

Glaring at the disciple on the ground. "Stand up and explain to me the details." He stated, taking back his seat.. Although composed, his fury rippled like waves, distorting the surrounding area.