The DarkHole Laboratory

Wooden Casket Box

The blue body was also stiff, the eyes were widened as well with holes on its head, so terrifying. The sighting of someone in the wooden crate.

"Mrs. Ruler?" Whisper the groups.

Marky widened her eyes at a glance, she adjusted her jaw, then walked back into her room.

"Take care of it Juan!"

"Ba .. good Boss" Juan took care of Mr.'s body. Rullers.

"Well! Whaaat! Here too, Mr. Ruler" Juan glanced at Mr.'s corpse. Ruler is being transported by robots.

Juan rushed into Marky's room.

"Excuse me Boss, this also happened on the Foxes Side as well as the Bats Site, the intruders they sent to DarkHole were all dead and frozen"

BRAAKK!!

"They're brave to me" Marky kicked off her desk, her eyes sharp with hardened jaws. "

"They chose to be enemies apparently, the father and the child, the father alone could be eliminated easily, what else is just a bunch of kids!"

"They're starting a war with me!" Juan drew near to pour wine into Marky's glass, he grabbed her glass, shook it slowly, brought the glass closer to his nose, inhaled the scent of old wine. Tranquilize.

"You get everything ready, tell all sides we attack them, HURRY!!!" marky's call is indisputable.

"How dare the boys" Marky clenched her hands, this was an insult to her. Only he and Nocturnal can rule the whole world, nothing but him, Bornt Marky.

He had to and immediately eliminate one germ, it turns out that all this time he was too good. Until the germ becomes a big head. He thought, he took a sip of his wine, feeling the flow of wine spreading in his mouth.

The face without greed, the cynics also cunningly underestimated Camy cs as well as DarkHole.

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Willow heard that it was not Sinsya who got the shipment of wooden crates, which made it more inexhaustible to think the wooden box in the main lobby of Nocturnal contained Mr. Rullers. A surprise that is not surprising.

He had opened the wooden box that was sent to Sides before, His assistant gave word about the main lobby. He saw pieces of the human body in a wooden box, not as big as in the loby where Bornt Marky was.

"Riby, you've been having fun apparently," he sees the untidy cut and wiggle of a different Riby with whom he likes tidiness.

"Remove!" Willow's orders to Patrik, his assistant. "Good Chairman" then the robot picked him up. When removed the jelluar gas from the corpse piece. Gas colored concentrated ash.

"EVERYBODY OUT!" willow's screams make, people and all who are there scatter out of the Site.

"Mask! Put on your masks!" Willow's assistant gave Willow a mask and quickly put it on.

"They're screwing up! I'm going to destroy them!" Willow harbors a dislike of DarkHole and is fed up with the sense of kinship that is in it.

Now while he was enjoying his position and power DarkHole was bothering him like he was not willing to be happy. That's Willow.

"Miss, Boss lower the command, we'll attack DarkHole! Whole Site!"

"Destroy you Camy!"

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In Bats Site Lamorna is more severe, not only in the form of gas but also smoke and small explosions. They did not escape and many became victims.

Those affected by the blast also inhaled gas and smoke, their bodies convulsing and then fainting. And some feel the nausea also limp.

"Mrs are you okay?"

"Siaall, I'm glad they killed that old Ruler, but not with this! I will repay them! How dare they destroy my Site! Tease me you'll die!" His meaning, the arrogance and wrath of Lamorna was plastered on his face.

"From now on prepare all the slaughtering of them seems to be quite fun!"

"Ready lady!"

The medical team from Nocturnal Health is busy with the events DarkHole is causing. The nurses went back and forth in the main Nocturnal building, the parcel escaped because the deliveryman disguised himself as one of the workers there.

"Madam, the Boss ordered an attack for DarkHole to all the Sites"

"Good!"

"So how are we preparing?" Patrik waited for Lamorna, he sat in his place.

"Cancel! We don't have to intervene if the Boss intervenes" Lamorna looked straight at her assistant,

"Aahh .. I want to meet him, and having fun seems like a good option to enjoy the victory" Lamorna was very confident that they would win absolutely. If their boss intervenes.

"Contact him" with a sparkling expression, Lamorna was impatient to spend time with that person.

"Good Mistress"

Someone else there smirked happily. "A festive party" he said across the street.

The person opposite him smiled, "The game begins!"

tbc.