Warlord 5

by Chen Ran

  "I've already leveled up." It seems like your judgement was correct, otherwise, you wouldn't have been injured. " The voice said lightly.

  King looked at his injured arm and unconsciously moved it back.

  "Since the assassins in the wilderness can't do anything to them, then next time send our men out. "Jin, you should be very eager to fight at this level as well, right?"

  Jin lowered his head and said, "Everything that I have is given to me by the Lord. As long as it is an enemy of the Lord, even if I have to put my life on the line, I will drag him down to hell with me."

  "It's not good to risk your life so quickly. This only means that Jin is afraid of their strength."

  Gold did not answer, admitting to this fact. After a moment he asked, "But there is one thing I do not understand. Master, Zero is a Warrior of the Asgard like us, why … "

  "You are wrong, Jin, you are my warrior, and zero is Sol's. Whether it is your identity or your position, you cannot be called 'equally'." The voice continued, "Besides, you only need to carry out my orders. There is no need to ask so much. Or are you questioning my decision? "

  "No, I don't dare!" Jean immediately lowered his head. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his nose.

  "Don't be afraid, I won't blame you." The voice from the video continued, "Actually, there's no harm in telling you. Zero is one of the thirteen artificial god s of the old era. That ridiculous plan was simply wrong, and Ben had allowed such a person to grow up. At the end of the day, Zero was not someone from the Asgard. If his strength reached a certain level, he would definitely become a threat to the Asgard. That's why you see, what I did was to clean up the unnecessary hidden danger that Asgard had. It was just that I definitely wouldn't admit to doing this, so I could only clean up the place secretly. "

  "I understand, Sir. If necessary, I can immediately go and do this for you."

  "No, you are the only one who is not certain of victory. I do not want to lose a powerful warrior. Wait a little longer. Very soon, the other powerful helpers will arrive. "Until then, don't do anything."

  The image flashed and then gradually disappeared. Before disappearing completely, the voice finally said, "Come back as soon as possible. Before the battle, you still need to raise your strength."

  "As you wish, my lord."

  When the image disappeared, King stood up and picked up the intelligence brain. He sighed softly, thinking that this vacation was not going to take place.

  Chapter 352 - Celebration (III)

  The stained oil spear was inserted into the heavy locomotive, the Old Pete used his strength to hammer on the old and broken oil tank, thus the remaining gas slowly flowed towards the locomotive, filling it up with the energy of the operation.

  The sky was still dark, and from here it could be seen that the wilderness was ruled by darkness. The wind was blowing from that direction, and the bone-piercing cold air was testing the patched cotton coat that was on Old Pete's body.

  King walked out of the convenience store. He was still wearing his camouflage clothes, and the wound on his arm had been properly treated. Soon there would be scars there, perhaps marks, but real warriors were never proud of scars.

  King thought he was a true warrior, so he didn't mind.

  Looking at the helmet in Jin's hand, the Old Pete shook his head and said, "Didn't you say you will be staying for a day or two?

  "Yeah, there's a temporary job." He did not tell the old man who he was or what he did for a living. Jin knew that it was best for Old Pete to know less. That lord did not want him to spread the news regarding him. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, people who knew this information might lie in their own blood and never get up.

  After a moment, Old Pete had already filled the locomotive with oil. He picked up the gun and said to Jean, "When are you coming back?"

  "I'm not sure, but the time limit is pretty long. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for a while." Jin took out something from his pocket and threw it at Old Pete.

  "What is it?" Old Pete opened up the outer layer of the tarpaulin and saw a shining gold bar inside, as well as an extremely well-maintained revolver. Startled, he looked at Kim and said, "Why are you giving this to me?"

  Jin looked into the distance and said, "Old Pete, leave this place. This gold bar is enough to keep you alive in other cities. "

  The Old Pete was silent for a while, then started laughing loudly. He laughed so hard that he choked on the cold air, and the laughter became a cough again. After coughing for a while, his old face turned red, but he managed to catch his breath. Old Pete shook his head and said as if he was sighing, "I'm old, and I'm already 56 years old this year. Believe it or not, Kim, I'm dying. "

  He stood up and pulled his shirt open in the cold wind, exposing his chest. The old man's chest was filled with dark red mutated tissue. They were numerous, like countless leeches attached to Old Pete's body. The old man said desolately, "These greedy people are constantly sucking away my life force. No matter how many clothes I wear right now, I won't feel any warmth. I'm like a cold corpse. Do you understand? "That's why I said I won't be able to use this gold bar, because I'm afraid I won't be able to get through this winter."

  Jean's hands were in his pockets, creaking. That was reality. The people in the wilderness were almost daily in the company of radiation because they didn't have proper protection. Unless one had the ability to do so, one's lifespan would only be around 50. Just like Old Pete had said, his lifespan was already considered long when he reached almost sixty years old. However, Jin knew that in the old era, this was nothing. If the people of that era didn't get pestilence, it was normal for them to live for seventy or eighty years.

  He still remembered when they were young, playing together, talking about each other's dreams. When someone asked him what kind of person he wanted to be in the future, he said in his childish voice, "I want to be a doctor because I want to save everyone!"

  But now, he hadn't become a doctor yet, but a competent one. And it wasn't until he grew up that Jin understood that one person couldn't save this world. A lot of people were needed to save the world.

  As for Jin, he believed that the Lord would be able to save this desolate world!

  Jin left. In silence, he started the car and left the town with the things Old Pete had given him. The Old Pete only left a bullet as a souvenir. When he saw the old man stagger back to the convenience store, Jin almost cried.

  But he held back. The apocalypse didn't need tears.

  Wait for me, Old Pete. The next time I come back, maybe I can get a gene repair fluid. thought King, pulling out a white line with the black engine and plunging straight into the darkness of the wilderness.

  Gradually, dawn arrived. Radiation clouds began to glow red, signalling the arrival of a morning.

  On a hill not far from the town, there was a man wearing a black cape on top of some ice-cold granite. The hood that covered the entire head was occasionally lifted by the wind, but held by a pair of fingers with hands.

  Behind the man was a woman on her knees.

  The woman had light blue hair that fluttered in the air. Every time it danced, there would be shining ice shards that would float up from her hair and scatter in the air. The woman was beautiful, with the same blue lipstick. She wore very little, and even in the cold of the morning she wore only a tight black leather dress. The leather jacket drew a curve that would make people spurt fire, but with such a hot body, the woman's face was forever covered in ice.

  "That's King's town." The person standing made a low sound from his hat. Although his voice was neutral, one could still tell that it was a man.

  The woman who was kneeling on the ground replied, "Yes, my lord. This is a slums district and the people here lack financial resources. They also don't have enough power to organize the security. People in the town are mainly selling uranium from an underground former military warehouse 342 kilometers away to nearby buyers, which is a high risk operation.
"

  It was obvious that the woman had investigated the town thoroughly, so that she could answer as she did now.

  The man nodded and said, "This kid has great potential, but he's still too childish, and he still understands that no extra emotion is needed to be a killer. For example, kinship, friendship. This town would become an obstacle in his path of growth. Alice, erase it from this land. Then he told Kim that it was the zeros who followed him and destroyed the town out of revenge. "

  "Yes, my lord!" Alice stood up and slowly retreated.

  Two minutes later, her proud, aloof voice carried a sharp chill as she headed back to town. Looking at her, the man said flatly, "Assassins don't need emotions. You are, and so is Jin!"

  In the convenience store, Old Pete laid back onto his bed, but he couldn't get rid of the cold.

  "This damned weather." Old Pete scolded as he raised the temperature of the furnace.

  At this moment, a mournful cry came from outside the window. The screams were filled with fear and despair. Old Pete immediately jumped up from the bed. He took off the rifle hanging on the wall and stuffed the remaining bullets in the drawer into the barrel of the gun.

  After doing all this, the Old Pete left the house and went to the convenience store. Screams could be heard from outside the shop, Old Pete saw that there were people running past from time to time. There were old people and children, men and women. However, without exception, there were always flashes of light blue light. And every time the light flickered, there would be people screaming as they died to echo it.

  The Old Pete calmed down, squatting down, he approached the door bit by bit. He opened the door a crack and looked out.

  At some point a blue-haired woman appeared on the street outside the door, her body covered with hundreds of icicles. The ice cones around him continuously shot out like machine guns. A man who was running past the Old Pete store was suddenly stabbed by the ice cones, causing his chest to bleed.

  Ice sculptures like these were spread all over the town!

  Chapter 353 - Celebration (IV)

  Alice walked elegantly from the north entrance of the town to the south along the only street in the town. There were more than a hundred of these spikes, and every time a spike was shot out, new members would be able to create even more icicles.

  From the moment Alice entered the town, the massacre started. Panic spread rapidly as the first icicle struck the chest of a sleeping man in a shack. Whether it was the elderly, children, or men, none of the residents in the town were able to escape from Alice's aura. And once they were locked on, the ice pick would drag a blue light with it as it drew a beautiful trajectory in the air, and in the end, no matter where the target was, the ice pick would accurately hit their chest. Afterwards, the Su inside would emit a large amount of cold air, freezing the target into an ice sculpture.

  By the time Alice had reached the end of the street, there were no longer any moving objects left. There were hundreds of ice sculptures behind her. They were like works of art created by a master, each ice sculpture perfectly depicting the human expression in the face of despair.

  Are they all dead?

  Alice suddenly looked towards the gas station on the side of the street. The convenience store in the gas station was quiet, but Alice could feel a faint biological aura coming from it. The aura was not distinct, but it was flickering occasionally. If he were to use his ice pick again, Alice wasn't 100% sure if he would be able to make it in time.

  She headed for the convenience store.

  "Why should I hide? To die at my hands is already a mercy. At least I will let you die in a short period of time. The pain will end in an instant. If my other companions were to act, you would know the true meaning of hell. " Alice's voice was soft, like a whisper of the wind.

  But her words went into the convenience store, across the room, and into old Pete's ears. To the old man, this was undoubtedly the whisper of a demon.

  Old Pete lit a cigarette for himself with a trembling hand and then fiercely smoked a few mouthfuls. The pungent smoke revolved in his lungs, causing Old Pete to feel an intense pain but he regained his focus.

  He found a chair and placed it directly opposite the bedroom door. Old Pete bit on his cigarette, held onto his gun and sat on the production chair. He leveled the rifle at the door and pressed his finger to the trigger, deciding that whatever came through the door would be rewarded with a shot.

  Following that, Old Pete heard the sound of footsteps.

  The footsteps were soft and crisp, like a woman's high heels hitting the ground.

  When the sound reached the bedroom door, it suddenly disappeared. The door then opened, revealing a slender figure. When Old Pete saw this figure, he immediately pressed down on the trigger, causing the rifle to explode into a ball of bright flame, and the bullet flew towards the direction of the door. Old Pete roared as he opened fire, as if he wanted to pour out his fear along with the bullets.

  But suddenly, Old Pete felt his whole body freeze up. He lowered his head and saw a sharp icicle pierce through his coat and into the mutated tissue before finally sinking into his chest.

  The ice awl suddenly melted and released a cold temperature of -20 degrees, stopping Old Pete's inactive life force in an instant and turning him into the last ice sculpture in the town.

  Before his consciousness disappeared, Old Pete saw with despair that his bullet had stopped right in front of a woman. Her whole body was emitting freezing air, and the surface of the bullet had already frozen over. It couldn't hurt her at all.

  Fortunately, Kim was gone. This was Old Pete's last thought.

  Alice walked in front of the old man's corpse, then she tore off her already frozen and dry clothes, revealing the layer of frozen mutated tissue on Old Pete's body. Alice seemed to have comprehended something as she said, "So that's how it is."

  Due to the lack of protection from drugs in the wilderness, it was easy for ordinary people to develop mutated tissues. The extra muscle tissue greedily absorbed the host's nutrition and vitality like a parasite, but at the same time, because of the existence of such an organization, it allowed ordinary people to move on the surface where radiation was rampant. The price was that their lifespan was shortened by a third, or even by almost half, compared to the humans of the old era.

  However, in the new era, what was deadly was not the mutated organizations, but their meagre resources. Humans could evolve in order to adapt to the harsh environment. Although the process of evolution required a price, it could still be endured. And life is wondrous, because the shortening of life, relative reproduction of the cycle of offspring is also relatively reduced, to continue the purpose of offspring. However, resources could not be regenerated in a short period of time. Therefore, even though the bodies could adapt to the environment, countless humans still died every day due to the lack of resources.

  The reason why Alice was unable to sense the exact aura of the Old Pete was because the mutated organization had already occupied eighty percent of the old man's body area and the old man's vitality was almost gone. Hence, Alice was not able to sense it.

  Now, after killing the last person in the town, Alice walked out of the convenience store. She looked at the gas tank in the gas station and thought for a moment before waving her hands. Streaks of blue light streaked across the ground, creating countless ravines on the surface of the street. After doing all of this, Alice threw an ice pick towards the oil can, causing a hole to appear on the surface of the tank. As a result, inferior gasoline flowed out of the hole and extended along the ground towards other corners of the town.

  However, there was not much gasoline left, and less than a third of the way through the surface of the ravine, they were completely exhausted. But for Alice, it was enough. She turned around and walked out of the town while throwing a high-energy grenade that had a 5 second delay explosion into the gas station.

  When Alice walked out of the town, the grenade exploded and fire shot up
into the sky, putting the entire town into a sea of fire.

  Somewhere in the wilderness, Jin suddenly felt his heart beating wildly. The motorcycle suddenly skidded to a stop, and King put his foot on the ground. He took off his helmet and looked in the direction of the town. In that direction, he felt a strong sense of unease.

  Jin gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed back to the town with all his might. An hour later he returned to the town and saw the ruins still smoldering.

  The motorcycle was pushed to the ground by King, who rushed into the town. The gas station was in ruins. The explosion sent the convenience store into the air. The place they were once familiar with had turned into a pile of rubble. Jin stood on top of the rocks and shouted the words of the Old Pete. However, no one replied.

  Jin shouted, reaching out his palm towards the ruins. He opened his fingers wide and clenched them into a fist. All the stones in Jin's sight exploded into powder. The impact of the explosion extinguished the nearby flames. Only metal and other organic matter remained outside of the range of the metal ability but were mostly distorted by the shockwave.

  Among the sand, Jin finally saw the Old Pete. Strictly speaking, what Jin found was the Old Pete's corpse.

  Jin held the old man's body and cried. To him, other than his mother, the Old Pete was the closest person to him in this town. However, this grandfather like person was already dead. What was unacceptable to Jin was that Old Pete did not die naturally, but was instead killed by someone.

  The other people in the town did the same. This was a massacre.

  As he was crying bitterly, Jin suddenly found out what was behind Old Pete. He placed the Old Pete on the ground and flipped it over. The clothes on Old Pete's back had already been torn off, and the words carved on the back of the organizations were: Do you like my present?