I Spread my Genes to Level Up in the Apocalypse

Sibley had just returned from the dangerous mission of trailing the monster called Ray, and after a long time of rest, she was finally given a mission.

But this mission was even more dangerous than before: "To look at the movements of the Level Three Undead," she pouted with an angry expression while rolling her eyes.

"Did I offend the seer? Why does she always give me tasks to track down those monsters? Although Ray is definitely not a monster compared to the Level Three Undead, his means are more."

Sibley grumbled and grumbled in her heart filled with resentment, but there was also some trace of disdain in her eyes.

Using her invisibility, she slowly looked from a distance using her binoculars, which were also invisible as she touched them.

When her initial awakening only made her invisible, the second awakening made every object she touched invisible.

As for the third awakening, she had not been able to accumulate enough mutation energy to be able to advance.

This was natural for an S-class Awakened skill, not to mention she didn't have a single offensive attack.

At this time, she saw a faint shadow of a man, which made her feel a silent chill down her back.

"Wait, is that monster Ray?"

Her eyes immediately became flustered, and she wanted to escape from this place the next moment as her instinct instructed her. But as they say, curiosity kills the cat….

She watched with a faint smile on her lips as Ray clashed with the bees.

"They are both gonna be injured after that, and both sides will suffer a loss…."

Her voice froze in place as she watched in horror as the lightning showered the world, as if it were the end of the world.

It seemed like it was really the end of the world; the entire place was drowned with terrifying thunder from the sky.

Sibley's expression gradually turned into despair as the last thunder cracked, revealing a huge crater. When she looked at the unharmed Ray, who still had a cold expression on his face, true horror filled her eyes, unmistakable horror!

"This… this… he must have spent all his mutation energy, right?" Sibley thought, as if trying to escape reality itself, not even noticing that Ray was still flying in the air.

"Yes… yes!!! That must be the case; otherwise, there is no way…"

She consoled herself, with her legs shaking in terror; even moving became impossible for her.

"I-I-I must escape this place and see the Seer," Sibley muttered weakly, struggling to stand. At that moment, Ray turned toward her and said in an amused tone, "Is that the fish that escaped my net earlier?"

Sibley felt her hopes and dreams shatter. "He's not talking about me… He's not talking about me…" she prayed with all her heart.

But to her absolute despair, Ray slowly landed in front of her and tapped her head lightly.

Boom!

"Ahhh–"

Sibley was launched into the air, hurtling back down and crashing to the ground with painful screams.

Her invisibility wore off instantly, revealing her figure as she clutched her bleeding head, crying in agony.

"Why… Why did you do that?" she shouted through the pain.

"Why did I do that?" Ray chuckled, an amused smile playing on his lips but this didn't seem like amusing instead a deep sheathed anger instead.

"When Aurora died, you didn't complain," Ray said coldly.

"Who the hell is Aurora?" Sibley shouted, her voice filled with nothing but pain. A shiver ran down her spine as the agony overwhelmed her.

"She was my woman, and she died during the military attack," Ray replied, squinting his eyes as killing intent flared, instantly silencing her.

When someone's will to kill is strong enough, and they possess the power to back it up, their killing intent manifests automatically. With Ray's current strength, Sibley could feel it clearly.

"What do you want me to do then?" she asked in a much smaller voice, trembling.

"I want revenge on the entire organisation that caused Aurora's death. Until I get my revenge, I won't rest," Ray spoke in an unnervingly calm tone.

"Just for revenge?" Sibley asked, disbelief clear in her eyes. "Don't you have hundreds of women? And you're taking revenge over the death of just one?"

"Just because?" Ray's voice was soft, but it made her choke on her words.

"I... I'm sorry," she stammered, immediately bowing her head, tears wetting the ground beneath her.

"Her death was caused by your organisation, and I won't rest until I find and kill every last one of you. It doesn't matter if it takes a million lives."

"I want to kill you right here," Ray said in a tone light but filled with a cold aura. "But death would be too merciful. I'll give you a life worse than death."

Some might call Ray mad, but this was his madness—the madness that drove him to break the limits of his Gene, fueled by the sheer anger he had toward the blonde woman.

Then, he grabbed her by the hair, dragging her across the ground.

Sibley didn't resist. She knew it would be pointless, and struggling would only make her suffering worse.

"Wait… wait…"

She screamed when she realised that Ray started dragging her toward the hive.

"Why are you going there? The hive has a level three undead bee about to be born!" Sibley shouted in a panic.

If Ray died, she would die too—otherwise, she wouldn't have been so eager to warn him.

But to her absolute horror, Ray didn't even pause. With a calm, composed expression, he lifted himself from the ground and ascended into the sky, heading straight for the hive.

"I want to see if this so-called level three undead bee can withstand my punch," Ray said calmly, his grip on Sibley tight. With his other hand forming a fist, he casually punched toward the hive.

In an instant, from Ray's seemingly light punch, the entire world appeared to shatter into fragments. The wind howled violently, and the entire hive was engulfed and utterly obliterated.

When Sibley looked again, the landscape was torn apart, and the hive had completely vanished, as though it had never existed.

"So, this is your level three undead bee?" Ray turned toward her, a smile on his face that didn't quite reach his eyes.

Sibley's expression shifted from disbelief to despair, then to helplessness, before she finally closed her eyes, nodding as tears slipped down her face.

"I surrender."