Captulo 1660: Chapter 100: Experint!
Looking at the ‘Prince Ruitai’ in front of him, Czar slightly frowned. There was no need to check; with a slight perception, he could confirm that all his subordinates inside the flying station were dead.
Instantly, anger and murderous intent surged in Czar’s eyes.
These subordinates, though peripheral mbers of the organization, had sworn allegiance to him.
They could be said to be entirely his own people.
They were his hard-earned assets over the past twenty years.
Whether for future plans or layouts, they relied on these people.
Now, they were completely wiped out, and Czar wished he could kill the ‘Prince Ruitai’ in front of him imdiately.
However, Czar did not act imdiately.
Moreover, he hid his anger and killing intent well.
Because, even now, he couldn’t confirm whether the scene before him was a trap.
A trap that superficially used San as bait to draw out Jason but was actually ant to eliminate him.
After Gista gradually took control of the organization, such ‘traps’ beca frequent.
Once Gista completely controlled the organization, such ‘traps’ were executed over a dozen tis.
The final outco was that the organization’s elders either stepped down, relinquished power, or disappeared.
Yes, disappeared.
There was also a suicide.
The kind that was ‘suicided.’
Everyone in the organization knew sothing was wrong.
But facing the all-powerful Gista, no one dared to say anything or resist.
Those who dared to speak or resist were killed at the start.
Calming his mind, Czar sensed his surroundings while speaking.
"Your Highness, are we enemies?”
"I am just a ‘rcenary.’
Czar said this.
"A rcenary?”
‘Prince Ruitai’ retorted.
At the sa ti, he threw a punch.
Though still ten ters apart, with this punch, ‘Prince Ruitai’ had already appeared in front of Czar.
BAM!
The punch landed on Czar’s face.
With a muffled sound, Czar’s whole body turned into a cloud of mist.
"Kill!”
The three cloaked subordinates behind Czar tugged off their cloaks, shouting in unison, and launched their attack.
The three cloaks spun like curtains, enveloping ‘Prince Ruitai’ like a shroud.
Two long swords stabbed into this shroud from left and right.
With a flick of the wrist, the swords glead brightly.
Rip, rip.
The shroud was torn apart.
However, the two swordsn looked solemn.
Because their blades encountered no solid resistance.
No sensation of cutting through flesh and blood.
Retreat!
The two swordsn retreated imdiately, while the one who remained pointed two guns at the scattered pieces of fabric.
Upon spotting a blurred silhouette, he pulled the trigger directly.
BANG BANG BANG!
The revolvers fired rapidly.
Flashes erupted from the muzzles.
Clearly just two revolvers, yet under rapid fire, they ford a barrage of bullets.
Instantly, the fabric shreds were made even smaller.
Yet, the blurry silhouette stood firm.
Hit!
The marksman was certain, but the next mont, his expression changed drastically.
He looked down at the hand piercing through his chest.
This hand was slender, powerful, and had large knuckles.
But most importantly, there was not a speck of blood on it!
Even though it pierced through his chest, it had not a drop of blood on it.
The marksman was deeply puzzled.
But he had no ti to look for answers.
A huge suction ca from the hand, and the marksman felt his life force rapidly draining. He wanted to struggle, but it was futile. In the blink of an eye, this at least fourth-tier ‘Professional’ marksman was reduced to a re skin. ŗ𝖆𝐍ȏᛒÊ𝐒
Not just his blood, but muscles, bones, internal organs—all vanished.
Even that last layer of skin was dissolved.
Transford into arrows of fresh blood, shooting straight toward the two swordsn.
WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!
Six arrows of fresh blood flew fast as lightning.
The two swordsn dodged hastily.
But imdiately, their faces changed once more.
For the arrows they dodged curiously bent back.
Moreover, as they dodged again, they clearly sensed their speed dropping.
"It’s poisoned!”
The two shouted in low voices.
But it was too late.
The six bloody arrows ca back and exploded less than a ter from them.
Split into hundreds and thousands of tiny arrows.
If it were before, the two swordsn still had a chance to dodge, but now?
Completely impossible.
In the blink of an eye, the two swordsn were blasted into sieves.
Moreover, every tiny bloody arrow took a piece of flesh from the swordsn to strengthen itself, and once all the arrows passed, the two swordsn were long gone.
All that was left were eighteen bloody arrows gathered around ‘Prince Ruitai,’ their tips aid at Czar, who transford back into human form after rolling a few tis.
At this mont, Czar’s expression was grim.
He glanced at the remains of his three subordinates then at ‘Prince Ruitai’ and those eighteen bloody arrows.
"Is this your hidden trump card?”
"Relying on such techniques to secure victory…”
"That’s impossible!”
Czar spoke each word deliberately.
With each sentence, a cloud of shadow mist churned beside Czar.
By the ti he finished speaking, there were three clouds of shadow mist beside him.
And in the next mont—
Three ‘Czars’ stepped out from the three clouds of shadow mist.
Each identical to Czar.
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