My Werewolf System

Chapter 1130  The Systemʼs Fear

The black capsule dropped into Harvor’s mouth, and with the last of his strength, he bit down, crushing it between his teeth. The liquid oozed into his mouth and came alive, dancing on top of his tongue and heading straight down into his throat.

As it traveled through the rest of his body, Harvor started to think back to when he had been given the capsule in the first place, before people began arriving at the stadium.

Harvor was escorting Rumper Karn to his hiding spot beneath the stadium. Stanley was by his side, as he always was in most cases. They had reached the room, and Rumper was looking around the place.

“So right now, we are directly underneath the stadium?” Rumper asked.

“Not quite. There’s a floor above this one, but think of it as a fake floor,” Stanley answered. “There’s no way to get to it, and it’s fortified with several layers of steel. Because it is under the stadium, the foundation of the ground itself needed to be incredibly strong.”

“It has to be able to take the tough hits of Harvor, at least.”

“And because of that, it makes it somewhat of a perfect hiding place for you,” Harvor smiled.

With everything said and done, and with enough food, Harvor and Stanley were ready to leave Rumper behind, collecting him after all of this mess was dealt with.

“Wait, Harvor, I have something for you.” Rumper had been carrying a case with him the entire time. He then placed it on the table. Opening it up, a small black-encased pill could be seen.

“This is for me?” Harvor scoffed. “I know what that is. You sell it to me all the time to other gangs and untalented AFC members. Why are you even showing that to me right now?”

“Right, right, but you should have also seen the results. You know how much stronger an individual grows when they use this. So with your strength, just imagine how much more powerful you would be,” Rumper claimed with his hands opened wide.

“Are you stating that Harvor is not currently the strongest?” Stanley asked, pushing his glasses back onto his nose again.

“Although Harvor is strong, with what he has planned, he will become the target of everyone. I have no doubt that Harvor can best anyone in a one-on-one fight. But groups are already coming together to target Harvor, so a little bit of assistance might be needed in those times.”

“I know you might be stubborn and think this is cheating in some way, but you should know the dead and the losers can’t do anything. You can live; you can still achieve your dreams, right, Champion?”

Harvor went and picked up the capsule, looking at it carefully. He twisted and turned it, seeing if there would be a change in color under the spotlights, but there was nothing. No change in the pill at all.

“I’ve seen what this pill does to those that use them. It makes them go mad,” Harvor stated.

“You think the same would happen to you?” Rumper replied. “You are different from them. You are a champion and ranked number one for a reason compared to them. The pill’s power consumed them because they are weak. For you, such a small pill will only increase your power.”

In this moment, Harvor remembered the conversation he had, which was why he was starting to wonder why his head hurt so much. The world that he could see through his eyes had disappeared.

Immediately, he felt like he was stuck in a dark space. He was alone, in the dark space, searching left and right.

“Where am I… where am I!” Harvor shouted. “Stanley… Stanley!”

“Stanley is dead,” a voice replied, its tone deep.

“No, he can’t be dead. He said we would get through this together. We are going to claim everything that is rightfully ours!” Harvor shouted.

“That is just a dream… and only a dream. You are weak, so very weak,” the voice said.

Harvor tried to step forward, but he felt his legs being dragged down. He looked, and both of his feet were sinking into the darkness. He continued to fall further and further.

“I’m not weak. I am Harvor Ego!” Harvor shouted. “I am the AFC Champion, and I am the King of Kings!”

The darkness continued to pull Harvor down further and further, wrapping around his face and pushing him until he was no more.

In the stadium arena, large amounts of dark shadows came out from Harvor’s body, swirling in the air like a tornado. Harvor was no longer stuck down in the stadium.

With his hand, he pushed his body up. The shadows started to wrap around his hand, his legs, and every visible part of his body until he was completely covered and could no longer be seen.

Harvor now stood in full view, shadows covering his body, moving like flames from head to toe. It was hard to say it even was still Harvor. When he looked at his hand, he stretched it out, and immediately, a large shadow wing appeared right out of his back in the air.

“Ha, ha, ha, it worked! It worked!” A deep, low voice shook the entire arena as Harvor spoke.

“What’s going on… why is he up, and why does he look like that?” Daphne said.

Gary didn’t reply, but he somewhat had an idea of just how much trouble they were in because the system wouldn’t stop sending him messages.

[Warning, warning, warning]

[The Source of The Infected has arrived]

[Warning, warning, warning]

[The Source of the Infected has arrived]

[The race that even Gods fear has appeared in front of you.]

“The race that even Gods fear… what does that even mean?”

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