Chapter 462
Apex's face twisted with pure, uncontrolled rage at Sliver's calm insult.
"You sissy boy—how dare you call me worthless? You want to die that badly?"
His voice echoed harshly through the underground hall, sharp enough that several generals winced. Apex took a step forward, fists clenched, muscles tensed like he was ready to lunge.
But before he could take another breath, Botulinum finally spoke—voice low, cold, and edged with irritation.
"Apex. Shut up."
The shift in Apex was immediate.
His fury vanished as though someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over his head. His posture stiffened; his throat clicked shut mid-breath. The man who had been ready to kill seconds earlier now wouldn't even make eye contact with his leader.
He didn't dare say another word.
General Darkling lifted his mask and revealed an unnatural smile—too wide, too sharp to be entirely sane.