Successful Revenge!

"Dreykov, today is the day you and the Red Room die!"

Outside the corridor's enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, the Golden Armored Warrior carrying Natasha smashed through the wall and appeared in the massive conference room at the heart of the base.

"Shit, it's that damn musclebound monster again!"

Dreykov, separated from Natasha by only a pane of glass, had shock and fury written all over his face.

Though the situation had come a little sooner than expected, he had long anticipated it and made preparations.

He immediately suppressed his anger and fear, then gave an order to the six trusted guards behind him.

"Go hold her back. Buy me at least two minutes. Use the serum I gave you."

Upon hearing Dreykov's order, the six showed not the slightest fear of death and each pulled a syringe from their waists.

Then, with fanatical expressions, they raised their heads and hands in salute.

"For Russia's return to greatness!" x6

"For Russia's return to greatness!"

Dreykov, his expression solemn, also raised his head and hand in salute.

Then he strode deeper into the corridor without looking back.

He had to use the time those six super soldiers bought him to retrieve the item and evacuate as quickly as possible.

"Don't even think about running!"

Seeing Dreykov leave at a brisk pace, Natasha shouted and slapped the Golden Armored Warrior beneath her.

Having received the order, the Golden Armored Warrior immediately crouched, kicked off the ground fiercely, and shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow.

Crack!

The sound of shattering glass rang out.

But it was not the Golden Armored Warrior that had smashed it. It was the six guards, who had gone berserk a step ahead of him.

To cover Dreykov's escape, they used the last remnants of their reason to break the glass and lock their hatred onto Natasha and the Golden Armored Warrior.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The frenzied guards swiftly collided with the charging Golden Armored Warrior.

They had only barely reached the level of super soldiers, and their strength was simply not in the same league as the Golden Armored Warrior's.

Like ordinary people struck flying by a car, all six were sent hurtling across the room.

Though they were utterly outmatched, the interruption successfully slowed the Golden Armored Warrior's advance.

"How cruel of you, Dreykov. You can abandon even your closest subordinates at any moment."

Natasha swept a cold gaze over the six men who had climbed back to their feet and raised two fingers like a sword.

"Golden Armored Warrior, appear!"

The second Golden Armored Warrior, whose summoning had previously been canceled to conserve spiritual power, appeared once more and landed in the corridor ahead.

Watching the six berserk guards close in, Natasha stepped on the head of the Golden Armored Warrior beneath her and leaped alone.

She cleared their encirclement and landed atop the Golden Armored Warrior in the corridor behind them.

Dealing with those six guards would have been easy, but it would still take some time.

So Natasha simply left one Golden Armored Warrior behind to deal with them slowly while she continued pursuing Dreykov.

The plan worked perfectly. The six crazed guards did not come to block the corridor, instead continuing to charge at the Golden Armored Warrior in the conference room.

Seeing that, Natasha wasted no more time and drove Golden Armored Warrior Number Two down the corridor in rapid pursuit.

Ahead, Dreykov had not run far before he heard the thunderous footsteps behind him again.

"Damn it, it hasn't even been a minute! What a bunch of useless trash!"

Cursing under his breath, Dreykov quickened his pace again while continuously tossing trigger bombs behind him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The explosions soon rang out.

Along with them came Natasha's voice, like that of the Grim Reaper.

"Dreykov, stop running. I can already see you."

Rumble!

The ceiling shattered and crashed down, blocking his path as a massive figure landed before Dreykov.

"I told you, you can't escape!"

Perched on the Golden Armored Warrior's shoulder, Natasha looked down at Dreykov with a chilling sneer.

"Damn it, I was so close! Just a little closer, and I could have ruled this world!"

Looking up at Natasha, Dreykov's face twisted grotesquely.

Heaven had clearly given him such a tremendous gift, granting him the means to rule the world.

Yet now it was all about to be destroyed, ruined by a little girl who had escaped from the Red Room!

Though furious, Dreykov still forced down his emotions and barely managed a smile.

"Natasha, we are not enemies. Our enemy is in the distant West."

"As a member of Russia, training you was for the country and its people, just like the foster parents you have always fought for."

"So I think we can negotiate. I can apologize for anything I did wrong before, and I can even share all this research with you!"

"You can become half the master of the Red Room and join me in making Russia great again—urgh!!!"

Before he could finish, the Golden Armored Warrior tore off Dreykov's left arm alive. The overwhelming pain instantly swept through his mind, sending him rolling across the ground.

"You really talk too much. Put away those boring tricks of yours."

Natasha jumped down from the Golden Armored Warrior, the icy chill on her face enough to make one's heart tremble.

"You can't even endure this much pain?"

"I remember that when the Red Room performed sterilization procedures to train our tolerance for pain, they didn't use anesthesia."

"I still remember exactly how it felt when those cold instruments entered from below and began cutting."

As she spoke, Natasha drew her blade without hesitation and stabbed it precisely between Dreykov's legs.

"AAAAARGH!!!"

The agony and humiliation drilled into Dreykov's bones, making him howl once more.

"Not bad. Nice and loud. No worse than the screams in the operating room back then."

"But it's still not enough!"

Natasha gripped the hilt and slashed sideways, instantly carving off a large chunk of flesh.

This time Dreykov screamed even louder, but he forcibly stopped halfway through.

"Heh... hehehe, Natasha, do you... do you know your birth mother... mother?"

Barely managing to turn over, Dreykov pulled a smile onto his deathly pale face.

"You weren't... abandoned back then. We forcibly recruited you from your mother... We took you!"

"T-Took me?" Natasha suddenly had a terrible premonition, and even her hand began to tremble involuntarily.

"That's right." The massive blood loss had numbed Dreykov to the pain, and his speech became much smoother.

"Your mother was a lot like you. Just as beautiful, just as stubborn, just as unwilling to give up. She kept investigating us, trying to get you back. Cough, cough..."

Dreykov coughed up a mouthful of blood while his remaining right hand quietly slipped into his pocket.

"Talk! What happened to her?!" Natasha failed to notice Dreykov's small movement. Furious and alarmed, she cut off another piece of flesh with a slash.

"What happened to her? Hahaha..."

Dreykov laughed loudly. "Of course she died! I gave the order myself!"

"I even picked out a grave for her. There was a tall tree there, a beautiful little pink flower, and a gravestone half a person's height."

"Do you want to know what name was carved on your mother's gravestone?"

Dreykov's eyes brimmed with malice. "Let me think... Oh, I remember. How could I possibly know the name of an ordinary civilian? So it was carved with 'Unknown.'"

"You inhuman bastard!!!"

"Die! Die! Just die!!!"

No longer able to contain her fury, Natasha swung the tool in her hand so fast it became an afterimage, striking Dreykov all over his body.

Yet Dreykov laughed wildly. "Hahaha... I planted bombs throughout the base with the equivalent of tens of thousands of tons of TNT. You won't survive. I'll wait for you below, Natasha!"

As Dreykov shouted those words, the entire base began to shake violently, with terrifying explosions continuously erupting throughout it.

He had talked to Natasha for so long solely to stall for time and activate the base's self-destruct sequence, hoping to drag her down with him.

"You think you can take me with you? Your little explosion isn't enough!"

Though she said that, Natasha cleanly beheaded Dreykov with a single slash.

Then she leaped onto the Golden Armored Warrior's shoulder and fled rapidly toward the outer perimeter, smashing through walls just as she had when she arrived.