Chapter 831: It's a Boy

Deep within the Dead Forest, something catastrophic had occurred. Thick smoke billowed into the sky, forming a lingering black mushroom cloud. Amidst the smoke, seven or eight helicopters flew out in formation above the trees. From that moment on, Onistead would never be the same, as the Dead Forest no longer existed. Gregory, Gracie, and Sam, barely clinging to life, escaped through a passage from the depths of the tomb. They took advantage of the waterfall's descent, plunging into the icy pool, narrowly avoiding the engulfing flames. As Gregory gazed at the raging inferno and the years of accumulated snow destroyed, his face darkened to the extreme. "Gregory!" Gracie sobbed, unable to find her voice. Their home was gone. "Do they think they can kill me like this? They're too young. Channing, I will make you regret it, hahaha." He had poisoned the various water sources in the city, and the only antidote was in his possession. If he died, the entire city would be buried with hi