[New mission]

[Escape from your jail.]

[New mission]

[Murder Erick]

[New mission]

[Save Sofia from her kidnappers.]

Tyler read all the notifications, from his new awakening, to the new notifications. All in a matter of seconds, thanks to its now improved intelligence.

Erick stayed where he was for a few seconds. Everything had happened very fast, but he was able to recover soon after.

"Humph, do you think you're going to intimidate me with your transformation? It's not the big deal, I've already seen someone become a werewolf, at best he became a little stronger and faster than an ordinary man, with this the only thing you will achieve is that they take you to a prison specializing in waste- "

However, just as he finished speaking, a hand grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up. Immediately, a suffocating sensation invaded him, and he fought desperately. Feeling a cold look on him, he began to feel terrified, and his whole body trembled.

An aura of death slid slowly into his mind, and he could feel that he could not breathe anymore. His conscience clouded and he wondered if he really was going to die.

"Arr help." Erick cried out for help with a pale face full of fear.

Tyler smiled. Just as planned.

The guard who had been before entered hastily listening to his call for help.

When I enter what he saw, I leave him impacted. What looked like a semi-demon had Erick by the neck a few inches from the ground and looking directly into his eyes.

Although a little intimidated had to intervene, Erick was not any man, was the right hand of the mayor, someone in his position can ruin his life in a second.

He stepped forward to remove the hand from his neck, but never imagined what happened.

Tyler had been waiting for his arrival all the time, so when he was within reach, he moved his left hand in his direction. And magically a katana appeared in his hand and with millimeter precision penetrated his throat.

Tyler waved his katana. Cutting half a neck and leaving the rest hanging to the side about to detach, the blood gushed out.

Tyler did not waste time and with great precision used his katana to take the keys to the half decapitated guard, opened the cell without removing Erick's high hand.

"You have to let me go, I can make them release your mother and leave you alone, but if you do something to me, you will really regret it."

Tyler looked at Erick coldly.

"Still in your condition, do you dare to threaten me?"

When Erick tried to answer, Tyler covered his mouth tightly with one hand.

Erick looked at him confused, what did he want to achieve by doing this?

Crackk

Tyler broke an arm while holding Erick firmly to avoid alerting the other guards.

Erick widened his eyes as he tried futilely to fight off of his grasp, his expression betraying the great amount of pain he was enduring.

Tyler did not stop ayi, he started breaking each finger of his hands, then taking his extraordinary ones, doing it slowly and painfully.

When everything was echo tyler he approached Erick's ear and whispered.

"Maybe you could have thought I was unlucky enough to offend Jack, but as far as I'm concerned he's the one who had bad luck in infuriating me." Without giving him time to react, Tyler took his head and turned it around two whole times, letting his body fall limp and devoid of life.

Tyler got up and looked at himself, now at least two meters.

He was surprised to see that his old ugly scars had diminished and were about to disappear. Even his fractured leg was almost as good as new.

But what excited him the most was the feeling of power that ran through his entire body. And this feeling of overwhelming freedom was simply incredible, it was as if his true self had come to light and in search of freedom, he did not have to restrain himself, if he wanted to laugh, he laughed, if he wanted to cry, he cried, if he wanted to kill, I would do so until I was completely satisfied.

Tyler came out of his trance and walked to the guards' meeting room, now it was the time when one s.h.i.+ft ended and another began, if tyler was not wrong, most guards should be there.

Tyler took Erick's jacket and put it on his head, hiding his transformation, which was mostly visible on his face, closed his fists to hide his new and terrifyingly sharp claws, and went immediately to the guards room.

Tyler quietly entered the room, where he spotted at least 20 guards.

* Cough cough. * Tyler coughed to get his attention.

"Sorry for the intrusion, but I want to ask you a question, are all the prison guards in this room?" Tyler asked quietly, as he would when asking for directions from a stranger.

"Inmate, what are you doing outside the courtyard? This is a restricted area." A somewhat old guard stood out and spoke.

"I just wanted to satisfy my curiosity, are all the guards here or not?" Tyler had an increasingly impatient voice.

"If all the guards are here, why did you have any fantasy of sucking all the guards?" This time it was a lanky guard who answered.

The rest of the guards burst into laughter at the exception of the old guard.

"Thanks that makes it easier."

Tyler raised his head, dropping his vest and shocking the guards.

He placed his hands in front and without any sign appeared in his hands two mini uzi that began to unload against the guards.

The cries of terror, panic, pain and anguish were the most heard in the guards room, even more than the mini uzi shooting.

Tyler under arms and walk in the room looking for survivors and decapitating them with his katana, I look for in each guard each weapon that they had, and keeping them for himself.

When everything was done he sat down and looked around the room full of corpses with a smile.

Remembering that he had not eaten anything, he took out some things from his mission world, preparing a sandwich and drinking it with a soda.

Strangely I did not feel any nausea to eat beside a bunch of bodies, some headless and others so balled up that they looked like a colander.

Once he finished eating he got up, and looked out a window at the prisoner yard, who were nervous and panicked by the sudden shooting.

He smiled cruelly, for they were just pigs in the slaughterhouse waiting for his imminent end.

"I have to kill them before noon, which is the end of the mission. The best is yet to come."