I Spread my Genes to Level Up in the Apocalypse

"Oh, General," Ray chuckled with a laugh as he looked at the general with a calm expression on his face, "you seem to have been controlled by that woman."

"Eh," the general looked at Ray with widened eyes as if his memory was being recalled, "ahh-"

He clutched his head with a painful scream, not from the pain of his nail being pulled out.

Ray looked at the general, who clutched his head silently.

"Welp," he used the analyzer skill on him almost immediately, and numerous data appeared in front of Ray's eyes, completely overwhelming his vision.

"Hmm?"

Ray's gaze involuntarily paused as he looked at the general again, his gaze turning peculiar.

The general was still clutching his head while screaming at the top of his lungs, making a continuous, piercing sound.

"Hey, you're fine now," Ray casually kicked the guy with an amused smile on his face.

The general fell to the ground and looked at Ray with an amused gaze in confusion.

"What are you doing?" he barely propped himself and looked around with grief on his face.

"These soldiers all died because of me..."

The general murmured in despair, his eyes filled with tears as he fell to his knees and silent tears appeared in his eyes.

He cried and cried for a long time until his eyes became red, with red veins appearing in them.

The sky grew cloudy as small droplets fell from the sky, washing away all the rivers of blood that had made a puddle on the ground. It even hid the blood moon in the sky.

An aura of extreme depression prevailed in the surroundings with complete silence.

The general's eyes were blank with his knees touching the muddy ground, and he looked as if he was utterly heartbroken. At this moment, he slowly turned his head to Ray's side and blankly looked at him.

"Kill me," the general spoke lightly, as if his life and death didn't matter.

Ray looked at the general with a squinted gaze, silently.

"Should I really kill you?"

"Yes," the general said in a loud shout, which gradually became louder and louder, "Yes! Yes!! YES!!!"

"Alright, then," Ray casually nodded his head with a sneer on his face. His hand on the halberd tightened and he hacked towards him.

As the halberd travelled in front of the general's eyes, he tightly closed his eyes, furrowing his brows as if he had already accepted his fate. But…

Just as the tip of the halberd was about to pierce through the center of his head, the general suddenly fazed through the weapon, flying up into the air and landing far away from Ray in an instant.

The previous expression of despair vanished from his face, replaced by one of calm indifference.

"How did you know?" the general asked, narrowing his eyes at Ray.

Ray didn't respond but instead his figure blurred right in front of the general's eyes. With a small curved knife in his hand, Ray slashed at the general.

But as expected, the blade passed right through him like a ghost.

Ray, however, wasn't discouraged and continued to slash again and again with the curved knife.

"It's meaningless; you can't hurt me in this state," the general said, shaking his head with a confident tone.

And he was right—no matter how Ray slashed at him, all physical attacks seemed to phase right through him, like a true ghost. Even the rain falling from the sky couldn't touch his figure, directly falling to the ground instead.

"Useless," the general said lightly.

Ray finally stopped hacking with his halberd and looked at the middle-aged man with a calm expression.

"Now, are you willing to talk?"

"Of course, General." Ray smiled as he casually sat cross-legged on the ground. "Tell me, what do you want me to talk about?"

"How did you know?" the general asked, giving Ray a deep look but refusing to sit on the muddy ground with some disdain in his heart.

"That you faked it?" Ray replied in a light tone, still completely calm.

"Yes," the general nodded. "My plan was perfect. I would have placed all the blame on those bastards if something went wrong, and you should have spared me in return."

"You're right with your Oscar-winning acting. I might even be a little convinced, but nothing can hide from my eyes," Ray said, pointing at his eyes.

"This... What kind of Awakening gives you so many abilities? Even my S-class Awakening doesn't bring so many benefits," the general looked at the red humanoid figure in front of him with uncontrolled fear. With this much damage done to the body it was not humane to survive.

"Hahaha," Ray laughed mysteriously. "So, are you ready to die?" His eyes suddenly darkened.

The general's heart skipped a beat. "You can hurt me?"

"Who said that?"

Lightning arcs rapidly surrounded Ray, flowing around him and directly electrocuting the man.

"Lightning Arts: Lightning Field."

"Lightning Arts: Lightning Spear."

In Ray's hand, lightning in the form of a spear appeared, which he then shot at the general, who had an apprehensive look.

At first, when the lightning field enveloped him, the general was fine, still phasing through it.

But the problem was that lightning is free-flowing, with electric arcs striking every blink of an eye. The lightning spear also hit his body.

The general tried to escape from the lightning spear, but he was too slow.

His body finally seemed to solidify into reality and was directly electrocuted, turning into a fried corpse.

"You're finally dead," Ray muttered, looking at the charred remains of the general with a cold, pitiless gaze.

Ray had to admit that this general was a cunning person. In the real world, most people who achieve high positions are rarely good people—whether they're smart or not. But with every success story, as long as you dig deep enough, there's a dark side to it.

But no matter what, this general had attacked him and his woman. For that, he had to die, and Ray had no hesitation in his heart.

"No!" Violet screamed at the top of her lungs.