Chapter 222: Hell Managed by Professionals

"Sizzle!"

The sound of a body being violently ripped echoed through the hall.

"No… don't… don't come over, it's a portal the humans triggered themselves, I'm not invading on purpose, let me go… let me go…"

After the tearing, there was frantic pleading.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Immediately, the pleading creature was lifted by someone as a tool and was being hammered against some hard object.

"Boom—!"

With a small explosion, the pleading and the hammering abruptly stopped, and the palace hall returned to silence.

The rectangular stone that had been hovering in the center, emitting a bloody sheen, had now turned into ordinary rubble and fragments.

D-1999 stood nearby, his right hand holding a blood‑smeared "thing", dark red blood constantly oozing from it and splashing onto the gray‑white floor tiles beside his right foot.

That "thing" was the upper body of the demon Asmodai, torn away from its lower half far away, its legs still twitching intermittently.

The death was more gruesome.

"Roar…"

The Stalker, who had been watching D-1999 "tear apart" Asmodai the whole time, opened its exposed jaw and let out a low, awe‑like growl.

As for the low‑IQ T-106 Tyrants, they showed no emotion at all, silently watching D-1999.

The rectangular stone was destroyed, the Hell Gate sealed, and these bio‑weapons belonging to Umbrella would continue to carry out the final command transmitted by Hong Hou—

Assist D-1999 in destroying Hell.

And now.

In D-1999's angry gaze, an unmistakable excitement shone, because Asmodai, before dying, had revealed to him that Hell harbored seventy‑two "gods".

"Kill!"

Killing all the "gods" is D-1999's sole objective now.

Once a "person" has a clear purpose, the drive naturally follows.

He then released Asmodai's upper body, stomped it flat with his right foot, and prepared to leave the hall and palace.

The Stalker and the Tyrants followed closely behind.

Leaving the palace, he startled the vulture‑like creatures feasting on corpses in the square, and D-1999 reached the stone forest at the plaza's edge, opening the equipment crates left by D‑class personnel one by one.

He selected what he deemed useful and consolidated them into two large equipment crates.

After closing the lids, fastening the clasps, and standing up, D-1999 silently stared at the two Tyrants.

Seeing this, the higher‑IQ Stalker spoke, "17, 21, you're in charge of moving the two equipment… crates."

The two Tyrants, receiving a concrete voice command, bent down and lifted the two crates.

"The door's… location, follow me."

The Stalker stammered on, acting as a guide into the stone forest, leading D-1999 and the Tyrants to the location of the Hell Gate.

The stone forest was no longer the bustling place it had been; not a single demon or Hell creature was in sight, allowing D-1999, the Stalker, and the Tyrants to traverse it smoothly.

Upon exiting the stone forest, D-1999 could not see the Hell Gate, which had already vanished.

However, beside the communication hub whose lines had all been cut, he saw several large containers marked with the red‑white Umbrella logo, and twenty Tyrants surrounding the alert hub.

White Queen directly dispatched Tyrants stationed within Mars City, while the containers piled beside the hub came from the Exterminator and the Gryphon.

Thus, before D-1999 destroyed the rectangular stone, Umbrella promptly delivered the Tyrants and supplies to Hell.

D-1999 approached the nearest container, suppressing the urge to hammer, and pressed the red button that clearly operated the crate door.

"Qi~!"

The crate door opened slowly, and the internal sensor lights automatically illuminated, allowing D-1999 to see inside clearly,

On the weapon racks lining both sides of the crate hung a dazzling array of firearms—standard and variant models of pulse, gauss, laser, and explosive‑arrow series—as well as numerous boxes labeled "Ammunition" and "Battery".

Seeing this, D-1999 opened the next crate and found various melee weapons hanging on the sides, along with more ammunition and batteries.

In fact, besides the abundant weapons and ammo, the crates also contained single‑soldier gear such as TPS, CMC, and Mechanical exoskeleton models, along with corresponding hydrogen batteries and replaceable cold‑fusion reactors.

Finally, and most importantly, there was a plasma bomb.

At last, D-1999 could discard his outdated armor and weapons, don the latest gear supplied by Umbrella, and continue his favorite pastime: slaying demons.

———————

…

At the very moment the Hell Gate closed,

On the holographic screens in the Gryphon's bridge, more than half went offline due to the Hell Gate's closure, cutting wired communications and leaving them signal‑less.

Sui Bian heard a system notification that 2,000 points had been credited, bringing his balance to 76,000 points.

These years, Umbrella and humanity as a whole have been developing at breakneck speed, and since the store rarely offered anything worth spending tens of thousands of points on, Sui Bian didn't want to waste 100 points to manually refresh the store.

Unconsciously, his point balance swelled again.

With two days left until the store auto‑refreshes, he had no desire to ponder what might appear; instead, he stared at the darkened screen and ordered the two AIs:

"Hong Hou, update the files related to D-1999 and the Hell dimension, and from all surviving UNSC personnel stationed on Deimos, select the elite suitable for security or MTF roles."

"Yes."

"White Queen, assist the company's intelligence and after‑effects departments, and promptly mitigate the impact of the Hell Gate, so that Deimos and Mars return to normal as soon as possible.

Also notify the Plague Doctor to closely monitor the D‑class personnel returning from the Hell dimension, to see whether the vaccine they developed has serious risks or side effects."

"Understood, sir."

The two AIs dissolved the signal‑lost holographic screens and began carrying out Sui Bian's instructions.

"The chance to return to reality was right before his eyes, yet he chose to stay in Hell, silently protecting his family in his own way…"

Artemis, standing opposite Sui Bian, spoke with feeling, saying that D-1999's actions reminded her of a commander leading troops into an alternate dimension, like Zeus, whose fate was unknown.

She also hopes Zeus can be like D-1999, who is currently slaughtering evil gods and demons in another dimension.

But she knows this is pure fantasy, after all the danger level of the other dimension far exceeds that of the Hell plane by thousands or even tens of thousands of times; the two are not on the same level at all.

But soon, Artemis restrained her slightly despondent expression and gave Sui Bian a faint smile, saying:

"With D-1999, that professional, handling Hell, the company's burden will surely be greatly reduced; it seems we won't need the Grey Knights to intervene this time."

"…"

Feeling Artemis's emotional fluctuation, Sui Bian gave a thoughtful nod in response, then he glanced with his peripheral vision toward the White Queen on his right and said:

"Play D-1999's family file again."

"Okay."

(End of chapter)