My Werewolf System-Novel

Chapter 772  The king behind it all.

The information that Tom had found out was passed onto Kai, and now it was becoming clearer as to why Midwak and even Numba had struggled to catch whoever it was that had attacked them.

Still, the main issue had persisted; they had no clue who was behind the attacks in the first place.

"This group." Kai tensed his fist, slowly banging it on the table. He had kept his anger in; otherwise, it would have been smashed in half. "The group is crazy enough to even do this to someone like NIRV. They must be confident that even if they were caught, they could handle the consequences."

"Mythical type Altereds," Gary repeated, trying to remember the information he knew about them. "Most Altered forms are based on ancient beasts that used to live on earth, right? In turn, a lot of them look similar to the animals we still have on earth but aren't quite the same. But as for Mythical types, that's something more on the lines of what Austin has?"

Gary knew his fair share about Altered's, that was because of his heavy interest in the AFC, but mythical types weren't something even seen in the AFC much. But after learning the truth about the AFC and how Altereds weren't allowed to use certain skills, it might just be that they were hiding their true power, and there were more mythical types than one imagined. An example of this is Austin, who was also a mythical type. Some might think he was from a bull-type beast when, in reality, he was from the mythical monster known as a minotaur.

"Not all mythical type Altereds are technically strong," Kai stated. "In a sense, some would just call an Altered type beast that is extinct or we have no knowledge of as a mythical type, but we don't.

"When people talk about mythical type beasts, they are referring to beasts that even we know that have been passed down in legends. Creatures that were so strong that we still know about them, such as Dragons, Phoenixes, Minotaurs, and so on. There is a reason why the names of these frightening things have become legends, and it's because of their power."

"The way NIRV classifies mythical types is in this category, which means they are certainly strong. As for why they weren't selling them or keeping it for themselves entirely would be because they were infected. I fear, Gary, that what Midwak had said was true. That maybe the members of this gang are extremely strong."

On the coast of the country, there was a large house made mostly of glass that was built slightly on a cliffside. The view allowed the person to see the entire sea in its full glory. Sitting outside on the balcony on the nice sunny day was a man dressed in dark red clothing.

He had a pair of bronze-tinted shades on his head, which went well with his youthful skin and red hair. If one were to see this person on the street like so, he would be talked about in seconds because it was none other than the King, Sin Ignis.

"The sun is shining nice as always, giving me a nice prickly heat on my skin," Sin said, picking up his glass of red wine and taking a small sip before placing it back down.

"You two didn't mess up. I thought you would have done so, but it seems like you did your research," Sin continued.

Stepping forward was a top-heavy man with a hood above his head. He had broad, round shoulders, and the red hoodie he was wearing wasn't too tight, yet one could still see the muscles bulging on their body.

"Gil, you did a fine job in taking out the leader of Notsburg. I can already imagine them being in a panic!" Sin said as he stood up from his seat and looked at the two people.

"I invested a lot in both of you, and it turned out to be quite the grand investment. So, Gil, how was it, going up against the Howlers gang? I heard that Notsburg had someone that was quite strong."

"Strong?" Gil laughed. "No, he wasn't strong, he wasn't anything special. If the rest of them are like that, then I have no trouble in taking them all out, and I can't wait to head to Slough and take out Gary himself!"

Gil's life had taken a drastic turn, and in his mind, it was all when he had come across Gary Dem. A man that had made quite the name for himself in the town of Slough.

Sin had been doing some research, wondering who it was that had disrupted his deal with the Underdogs, and he had come to learn that it was the Howlers.

He wouldn't act straight away, though, because Sin needed to find out if there was anyone backing them and their strength. After all, it was strange to see a gang rise so fast.

After doing their research, including research that had been done through Gil and the other person by his side, they had found out there wasn't any. Enough time had been spent waiting, and they were going to do their best to take out the Howlers, take over their small empire they had been building, so they could boost their strength rather than weakening it in an all-out fight.

"Hey, I thought we had an agreement," the voice said from the side. Unlike Gil, this person was tall and slender in frame. They had dark purple-colored hair, and even bags that appeared under their eyes.

He wore a type of red vest, where his arms went through with his black shirt, wearing the colors of the Phoenix gang's uniform.

"I will get back at Gary Dem, the one who killed my brother, no matter the cost!" Raven exclaimed.

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