Chapter 122: The Goat Eyes Gang’s Cost-Saving Secret
Ariel, the young girl in the mech’s cockpit, was stunned. She had never imagined someone could withstand her attack with such ease. Hesitation flickered in her eyes as she glanced at the gaping dwarf foreman, fear washing over her. She quickly retracted her fist and delivered another blow, this time infusing it with intense heat. The mech’s fist glowed red hot as the potions within reacted violently, channeling the searing heat outwards.
Abyss, however, remained unmoved. With a flick of his right hand, the hand that had stopped Ariel’s first punch, he effortlessly sliced the massive mech in half. The upper body, following its momentum, toppled backward, while the lower half remained standing, its power source severed, spewing boiling potions and thick smoke from ruptured pipes.
Another flick of his hand, and Gordon’s mech met the same fate, splitting in two. Gordon, still hesitant, was thrown off balance as his cockpit crashed to the ground along with the severed upper half of the mech.
Abyss then gestured towards the dwarf foreman.
“Aah!” Weeks screamed in terror as an invisible force yanked him towards Abyss by his beard.
Abyss wasn’t in the mood for subtle mind control. He was angry.
The force dragging the dwarf was immense. No matter how hard Weeks struggled, his thick beard couldn’t escape Abyss’s grasp. In an instant, he was pulled before Abyss, who grabbed his neck in a vice-like grip.
“Now will you answer my question?” Abyss asked, his gaze cold and piercing.
“You! Who are you?!” the dwarf shrieked, his voice cracking. “Do you know what Mr. Eugene will do to you? He’ll kill you! He’ll hang your entire family!”
Thump!
Abyss frowned, kicking the dwarf in the stomach. Leona’s immense strength, channeled through the necromantic link, sent the dwarf’s stocky body flying through the air, landing with a thud.
Abyss then chanted a short spell, waving his hand gently. A powerful gust of wind swept through the factory, dispelling the smoke and revealing the entire scene.
The factory was vast, spanning two floors, filled with various machines. Baskets of herbs lay scattered on the floor. And behind each machine stood a child, their faces etched with shock and fear.
They ranged in age from toddlers to teenagers, none of them adults, boys and girls, but mostly boys. They were emaciated, dressed in filthy work clothes, some still clutching herbs, too terrified to drop them.
“Child labor?” Titus exclaimed, his jaw dropping. “Eugene is using children as workers? That bastard… Has he lost all sense of humanity?”
Abyss, his expression grim, gestured towards the groaning dwarf on the ground, pulling him back and grabbing his neck once more.
“No need to answer. I understand. You’re not unwilling to hire adults to operate these machines. It’s just that your workforce is entirely composed of children. They’re more obedient than adults, easier to acquire, aren’t they?”
The dwarf stared at Abyss’s eyes, terror gripping his heart.
Those weren’t the eyes of a mortal! They were the eyes of a being from the realm of the dead! The coldness and arrogance in those eyes, it was as if the God of Death and Slaughter himself stood before him!
“Aah! Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! I’m just a poor worker for the Goat Eyes Gang! Please spare me! Don’t kill me!”
The pain in his abdomen and the overwhelming fear of the unknown shattered his resolve. He sobbed, begging for mercy.
“Don’t kill you? I won’t kill you. I never kill,” Abyss said, his voice laced with disgust, looking at the dwarf’s snot-covered beard. “Answer me this: Have you mistreated these children? Have you… caused any of them to die?”
“No! I haven’t! I swear!” the dwarf blurted out, his voice desperate.
“I see,” Abyss said, releasing his grip. The dwarf slumped to the ground.
“Yes! I’ve never mistreated them, never let them die! We treat them well, don’t we, little ones?” Weeks turned to the children, seeking their confirmation.
Some remained silent, others hesitantly mumbled, “Yes.”
“See, I’ve never…”
“He’s lying!” a young girl suddenly shouted. “A week ago, my brother, Spike, was scalded by boiling potion because he kept pushing us and whipping us! He died!”
“Oh, is that so?” Abyss said, raising an eyebrow, his expression knowing.
“Shit!” the dwarf exclaimed, his face pale with terror. He glared at the girl. “I’ll kill you! You little bitch… Aah!”
Before he could finish his sentence, a fist slammed into his head, sending him crashing back to the ground. The blow disoriented him, his vision blurring.
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself, Mr. Abyss. Don’t mind me,” Titus said, his face contorted in a grim smile, rubbing his knuckles. “I have a bit of a temper.”
Abyss glanced at him, chuckling, then delivered a swift kick to the dwarf’s side.
“Gah!” the dwarf screamed, his body flying across the room, landing with a thud. He coughed up blood.
“What else has he done? Tell me everything. You’re safe now. The Goat Eyes Gang won’t touch you ever again,” Abyss said, looking at the children. “It’s time for your revenge.”
“He… He…”
“He also killed Bonnie! He withheld her wages, so she couldn’t afford treatment, and she died!”
“He fed our food to the dogs to force us to work harder!”
“Kerrigan lost his hand because of him! He can’t work anymore!”
“He stepped on my puppy!”
“He…”
Emboldened by Abyss’s power and the first child’s courage, accusations poured out, their voices rising in a chorus of anger and pain.
Abyss nodded, slowly approaching the dwarf, who was struggling to get up. “Ugh, I despise people like you… Bullies who prey on the weak, who treat children’s lives as worthless… Titus, start searching for the machine. I need to have a little chat with our dwarf friend.”
Titus grinned. “With pleasure!”
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