Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 126 - 126- You'll would beg for death and it would elude you.

"We have infiltrated the Autumn City base, three of our spies are working closer to infiltrate the core group."

"1 billion budget has been used to train the new army."

"My spies have infiltrated Desire Island and brought back news," the speaker said. They turned, waiting for the woman to continue.

"They informed me that the owner has left the island." Her words made the leader solemn and said with seriousness in her tone.

"Inform them to kidnap her husband....we can use that to lure her out and kill the both of them after she signs ownership of the island to us. Inform you men to move." The woman reporting nodded at quickly sent a code to her people on standby.

"No failure is allowed...this mission is crucial to our operations." The leader felt they should act fast before other organizations find out.

The woman sending the message felt her heart tighten and a heavy weight on her back. The fate of them controlling the rulers of the next City, the "Grand leader election" was tied to this mission making her break out in cold sweat.

"Wait! I will send my core soldiers to you." The leader's words made the woman sigh internally with relief.

The leader's eyes flashed with calculations and felt she couldn't trust such an important mission to the woman alone and she wanted to reap the benefit of the success.

She tapped in a code signalling her people to join the operation.

They continued with their reports, and it was Cyra's turn but they were met with silence.

"Cyber team, your report." The leader's brows frowned at her disrespect.

Cyra slowly removed her hood. When they saw her face, shock ripped through the room, and they reacted at once.

They recognized her face being it was on their SSS ranked red list. The leader's expression twisted in unease. How had Cyra managed to infiltrate their secured meeting room? The metal door required facial identification and the doors were made off of the hardest metal and couldn't be broken open.

The leader convinced herself that she was overthinking it, that the door must have malfunctioned and Cyra's presence was just a fluke. Her confidence returned.

She relaxed seeing Cyra was outnumbered, her lips curled up in a sinister smile.

"Madam Cyra... you've saved us quite the hassle by coming here yourself. For that, I'll thank you by making your death painless.'' Arrogant words left her lips and she looked at Cyra's lazy form with disregard, underestimating her completely.

Cyra looked at the woman's lips with lazy eyes, not registering what the woman was babbling about.

She ignored everybody's presence and removed the hoodie jacket, instantly feeling comfortable being in her own clothes.

Finally, she focused on the woman, "You were saying something." She asked the woman and let out a yawn.

The woman's temper flared, but she calmed as a thought struck her.

"You should be happy, your husband will be joining you soon." She felt satisfaction when she saw Cyra's raised brows.

"As we speak now...I have sent my men to your husband... I have changed my mind, I won't kill him... instead, I'll keep him as my sex toy." Her smile twisted with pleasure, savoring the moment as Cyra's face darkened.

Before she could blink she saw Cyra in front of her, her heart froze.

Cyra pinched the woman's chin, nearly crushing it to dust. Everybody was in a state of shock which turned to dread.

'She could kill them in the blink of an eye.' The thought chilled them to their bones as if they'd been plunged into an ice cellar. A few sharp ones edged toward the door, but Cyra's piercing gaze froze them in place.

She released her bloodthirsty pressure fully in the room, they bled through their nose and mouth and almost passed out.

The leader taking the full brunt of it was covered in dripping sweat, which soaked her clothes instantly. At this moment she realized she fucked up.

"For your reckless words. You will feel excruciating pain of mind and soul. You'll beg for death and it would elude you." Cyra's tone was flat, without any emotional fluctuation but that was what made it scary because from her gaze the woman felt like an insignificant object and not a human being.

"A-Am S-S-Sorry." She stuttered, with tears and snot dripping from her face. Cyra released her chin in disgust, taking out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiping her hands thoroughly.

She dragged the woman by the hair and made their eyes connect, Cyra parted her lips, releasing thin tendrils of red smoke that drilled into the woman's ears, burrowing deep into her mind.

She discarded the woman's limp body on the ground and faced the trembling people on the ground.

The fear was so intense, they lost control, filling the room with the stench of urine.