Warlord 5

by Chen Ran

  Charon smiled and said: "This lord, if I am not wrong, you and these few gentlemen and young ladies should all be capable people. I really don't know how Pavaric, a poor and remote place, could arouse the interest of such a great being as you? "

  Charon was already giving his all, and could only obey Zero's orders. Since that was the case, he had to at least know the purpose of these people's actions. If he failed, he would die in peace.

  Zero stood in front of the huge window that was covering the ground and looked at the town from here. He said, "Master Charon, you must be joking. "I don't know which poor countryside can be like you guys, with your huge black gold transaction every year."

  Charon's heart thumped once, as he finally understood that Zero and the others came for Black Gold. He lamented in his heart. When he made the deal with the other races, in order to avoid any rumors, he had set up a strict sales process with Mensa, Fred and the others. He had used a harsh attitude to pick out the customers and rarely came into contact with any foreign customers.

  Otherwise, in a small town like the Pavaric that did not have much military power, the consequences would be dire if news of the Black Gold rank were to spread. For more than ten years, due to the strict procedure, nothing major had happened. Charon originally thought that the days would continue like this, but today, he knew that the days of the Pavaric being independent from the world had come to an end.

  Although these people had pushed him onto the seat of the mayor, it was not so easy to sit on. Looking back at these people's methods, they naturally wanted to turn themselves into a puppet mayor. But even if he understood, Charon was powerless to change anything.

  In front of those who were capable, ordinary people were like ants.

  This was the rule of the new era!

  After that, it was Charon's turn to be busy. He first called for Luo Bo and had him clean up the corpses in the study. Then there was the meeting with Hunter's Union's chairman Fred, who was invited to dinner in the villa. Old Robert had followed Charon for twenty years, and could be considered to be someone who had been through a lot. When he saw the headless body of the bodyguard in the study, his fingers trembled, and immediately followed Charon's instructions.

  He called for the servants to clean up the body and bury it secretly. There was no need for Charon to tell them, as the Old Man Luo had already killed the servants that he knew in secret, so that not a single word of what had happened in Charon's villa could be leaked out. Following which, he brought out Charon's newly handwritten invitation card. Do not go to Fred's residence and bring him Charon's invitation.

  The entire afternoon, Charon was busy preparing for tonight's banquet with Fred. He knew that once Fred stepped into the villa, even if he didn't die, he should at least forget about leaving. But in order to not arouse suspicion, Charon followed the rules. While having the servants set up the main hall, they also sent people to the town to prepare the required ingredients for the dinner. In addition, Charon himself had also drawn up a map of the Town Mayor's Duke Mansion, and had clearly marked out the number of security forces in the Duke Mansion, as well as the location of the sentry and sentry.

  It was already evening by the time he finished doing all this. When Charon gave this map to Zero, looking at the Bloody Evening Clouds, the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce knew that it would be a night of blood.

  But what did it matter, as long as it wasn't his own blood. Charon comforted himself.

  The night quietly arrived.

  It was exactly when the lanterns were lit that a black car appeared in front of Charon's villa. Charon stood at the window, and recognized the carriage. Charon revealed a cold smile, thinking that even if he became a puppet, he was still better than the fate that Fred was about to face. The mysterious and powerful Oriental man had already cleaned up a room in his villa, and this room would act as Fred's temporary prison.

  The man named Zero and his companion spent a day's worth of time to make simple modifications to the prison, using some technology and abilities that Charon did not expect. For example, the energy slicing waves installed on the windows and doors would cause the dazzling laser blades to shatter any objects that rushed in or out before the windows were shut down. Charon saw with his own eyes that after doing a simple experiment with a piece of alloyed rod, when the alloyed rod passed through the gate, it instantly cut the laser blade in half.

  This caused Charon to shiver. If Fred wanted to escape, he would do the same as the alloyed rod.

  Collecting his emotions, Charon wore a happy smile on his face and went to the great hall to welcome the President of the Hunter's Union. Fred did not know if it was a trap, but when he laughed out loud and walked into the banquet prepared for him by Charon, the door suddenly closed, making Fred aware of something. But before he could even react, the bodyguards that he brought along, including the two Basic Competencies s from the Hunter's Union, all became dead spirits that Yoru had played the death song on the finished version of the phoenix without any suspense.

  Without any suspense, before Fred even had the time to eat a mouthful of hot food, he had already approached Berrien and knocked him down with his high voltage current. When he woke up, he was already a prisoner.

  But during the entire process of Fred being captured, Zero did not reveal himself, and everything was handled by Berrien and the other two. After asked about it later on, Su indifferently replied: "He went to kill people."

  Charon couldn't help but shiver again. That man left all his comrades in his villa, in other words, he had the confidence to kill Mensa at the Mayor Duke Mansion that was heavily guarded. That place was not like Charon's place, where dozens of soldiers' names were stationed all year round. Among them, the leader of Mensa's guards, Cordol, was a terrifying man who had the strength of a fifth step. Charon had already given all the information he had available to Zero, yet Zero still dared to go in alone under these circumstances. This showed that he had the confidence and strength to defeat these people.

  Looking at the three profound ability users that he had left in the villa, Charon could probably imagine the rank of zero. That was probably the kind of ranker that would be hard to meet in his life. Thinking about that, Charon called Luo Bo over and told him to go get some sleeping pills. Otherwise, he might not be able to sleep tonight.

  The night was as dark as water.

  Mayor Mensa was sitting in Duke Mansion's study. His study was relatively simple and unadorned, but the decorations inside were exquisite. In terms of value, everything in Mensa's study room was not inferior to Charon's, it was just that they were a little more reserved, like Mensa.

  Mensa, who was nearing middle age, still maintained his robust body. Even though he was just an ordinary person, he still possessed an extremely rigid male body even though he worked hard every day. He was handsome, and the slight chill on his temples made him look more mature. Mensa had a carefully trimmed beard, which diluted his weak temperament and made him look a little more boorish.

  Wearing a well-ironed suit and an exquisite bow tie, Mensa always maintained a near perfect state. It was because he believed that only by having a perfect posture could he convince the people below. And this belief, carried on the life of Mensa.

  He was going through the papers when there was a knock on the study door. Mensa said, "Come in," and the door opened and the housekeeper, Lavis, strode in. Mensa saw that he came alone, and frowned. Where is Fred? Why didn't he come with you? "

  Mensa had something to discuss with Fred tonight, so he sent the butler Lavis to invite Fred over. Unexpectedly, the butler brought him back, causing him to feel weird, so he asked. Lavis bent over and said, "Lord Mensa, I seem to have arrived a bit late. From what Fred's servant said, Mr. Charon had just invited him to dinner. "

  "Charon?" When Mensa heard this name, he let out a snort, obviously showing disdain towards the president of the Chamber of Commerce, "Ten years have passed, according to the agreement of that year, the benefits o
f Black Gold will be redistributed. We need to take in other shareholders and increase the volume of sales to Blackgold. Charon, this fat pig, must want to fish for more, that's why he went to find Fred at this time. "

  The butler bowed and said: "It shouldn't be wrong, Charon, that idiot, won't even think about it. All these years, if it wasn't for you balancing the conflict between him and Mr. Fred, this fat pig would have been killed by the hunters. "

  "This is something that I have no choice about. Charon can't do anything else, but he has a way of doing things. Furthermore, currently, all of our important customers are in his hands, and Fred will not truly make a move against him. Mensa said in a deep voice, "It's just that at this time, Charon openly wanted to join hands with Fred, but Fred actually went along with it. It seems like they no longer put me, the mayor, in their eyes!"

  Lavis lowered his waist and asked, "Lord, what do you plan to do?"

  Mensa's handsome face revealed a sinister look, and said: "What use does a disobedient dog have, Charon is not the only person who knows how to manage this world. "I've already started to get people to be lustful in this area. Once there's a candidate, it's time to send this fat pig on his way."

  "My lord is wise."

  Mensa got up and went to the window. He bit his pipe and looked out at the dark town. He was no longer satisfied with his life. Mensa believed that with his ability, he should not only own a small town, but a kingdom!

  As he was thinking, he suddenly saw that on the street opposite the Duke Mansion, a figure appeared under a street light. The figure headed straight for the Mayor's Duke Mansion, and when Mensa saw him, the figure's owner seemed to have noticed Mensa as well. So he stopped, too far away for Mensa to see the face of the newcomer. He could only vaguely see him raise his head, and so it was as if golden flames swept past the night sky.

  Mensa jumped and backed away, shivering.

  Lavis was shocked and immediately asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

  "No, nothing." Mensa felt a terrible feeling of having been killed, and with his calmness, he didn't dare to stand by the window again. He said to Lavis, "Go and see if there is anyone on the other side of the road."

  Lavis was confused. He moved closer to the window, looked around, and said to Mensa, "There's no one here. Big …"

  At the end of his sentence, Mensa first saw a small bulge on Lavis' forehead. As the bulge continued to expand, time seemed to slow down. Lavis' eyes were filled with fear and blankness from before, and his pupils were constantly staring at the space between his eyebrows. However, he would not be able to see that his forehead was starting to split open, followed by a metal warhead that drilled out from within, bringing blood, brain matter, and bone chips!

  Chapter 390 - Death God (III)

  Bain hid behind the wall, trembling from head to toe. He is 35 years old and in his prime. Although he was not a capable soldier, he was still a strong one. Bain had a lot of experience, at the age of 15, he had already participated in all kinds of hunting activities, and at the age of 20, he left the town and became a mercenary for many years. He was lucky. He almost died several times. By the time he reached thirty years old and saved up some money, he returned to Pavaric to marry a wife and have three children.

  The days of mercenaries made it impossible for Bain to live like normal people. He even had a rifle hidden under his bed when he slept. After changing a few ordinary jobs in the town, Bain went to the mayor Duke Mansion and was hired as a guard.

  Because he used his sniper rifle well and he had a lot of experience, after working in Duke Mansion for two years, Bain was promoted to captain. This job finally calmed Bain down. Bain had once thought that he would retire at the age of 40. Then he would teach the two boys in his family how to hunt and train them to be good hunters.

  By the age of fifty, he was already at the age of waiting to die. At that time, he should have been carrying a bottle and quietly waiting for death to descend, right?

  But Bain had never thought that death would come so quickly.

  Just a few minutes ago, an unfamiliar man suddenly appeared on the road facing the Lord Duke Mansion. The man walked towards Duke Mansion. At that time, Bain was smoking and joking with a few young soldiers in the guard room to pass the time. It was only when a soldier reminded him, that Bain noticed such a person.

  This person did not seem to exist strongly. His black clothes and black hair almost melted into the night. However, Bain's years of experience as a mercenary told him that the less people there were, the more dangerous it was for them. It was like seeing a fat rabbit in the wilderness and thinking it was so friendly and harmless. But when you try to catch it, the rabbit may open its mutated mouthpart and bite your arm off.

  In times of turmoil, in order to survive, some creatures would evolve a fierce appearance, while others would hide their terror under their camouflage.

  When he saw this man, Bain instinctively felt that he was in danger and immediately issued the order to the guard to kill him if it was ineffective. In a place like Pavaric, the mayor, Mensa, was a person who deserved to be called a big shot. Bain's orders could already be considered very merciful.

  However, when the soldier gave the warning, the man on the street suddenly raised his arm towards the sky above Duke Mansion. Then, the sound of glass shattering could be heard. Only then did Bain see that there was a gun in the man's hand. However, during the whole process, the pistol didn't even emit the slightest sound. It was eerily quiet.

  The new era's firearms!

  Bain thought about the term that he heard someone use when he was chatting. It was a technology that belonged to a large organization and required them to use a high volume battery to replace the power of gunpowder. The faster the bullet was fired, the more powerful it was, and at the same time, extremely quiet. Bain never thought that he would see weapons from the new era tonight in a small place like Pavaric.

  But time did not allow him to lament. Before he could give any orders, the surrounding guards had already opened fire.

  The Lord Duke Mansion had 28 guards, among them the terrifying man who guarded and unified Cordol, who was at the fifth step of cultivation. As for the other guards, most of them were equipped with ordinary rifles from the old era. Some of them even used weaker automatic pistol. However, this kind of equipment was already enough in the Pavaric, after all, no one would dare to come to the Duke Mansion to cause trouble.

  But now, Bain wished that he could get a Gatling turret to shoot machine gun s quickly. After all, anyone who saw the four guards waving their rifles at the other would hope to have a powerful weapon cut to pieces when the target didn't retreat a single step and only made a variety of movements, causing all the bullets to miss.

  But the real nightmare had only just begun.

  After dodging a few of the guards' shots, the man raised his hand to shoot while the shots were being fired. Every attack was stable and accurate, and every bullet was embedded in the guard's forehead. After killing four guards in a few seconds, the man slowly walked over, but gave the guards in Duke Mansion a lot of pressure.

  After a moment of shock, Bain used the greatest strength he had in his entire life to send out an order into the communication device, which was to use all his strength to kill his target. In the next moment, the Lord Duke Mansion's gun sounded out, completely shattering the tranquil night sky. In the midst of the rain of bullets, the man continued to move forward like a ghost. It was as if he had no physical form, and the bullets simply could not hit him.

  But Bain could see clearly that the man kept on making minute movements. Whether it was simply turning around, taking a step back, leaning back, or leaning forward, all the bullets that had rained down on him had failed. Taking advantage of the gap between the attacks, the gun in the man's hand continuously emitted dazzling sparks.

  Each spark that appeared represented the fall of a guard.

  When the men stepped over the guards' corpses and entered the Duke Mansion's gard
en, a total of 18 guards had already died at their posts.

  This was no longer a battle, but a massacre! An overwhelming massacre!

  Now the death god stood outside the guardhouse. Bain was stuck to the wall, holding onto the sniper rifle that had accompanied him to his death for so many years, but now, this gun did not give him any sense of security.

  Bain trembled as he calculated the direction and trajectory of the shot with all his might. But as tens of plans flashed through his mind, Bain realised that when facing that terrifying man, the success rate of each plan was only a pitiful 1%.

  "When a real gunman can't make the right judgement, he should first trust his own intuition."

  An indifferent voice came out from outside the room, passing through the window and entering Bain's ears. Bain's body trembled, he remembered that when he had just learned shooting, his own enlightened teacher had said something similar. Until today, he had heard the same words from another person's mouth. Suddenly, he calmed down and decided to act on his intuition.

  But before he could do anything, Bain suddenly felt the wall shake a little, and before he could figure out what happened, Bain felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, following which his consciousness slipped into the endless darkness. He smiled wryly, knowing that he had realized too late. Just as he was preparing to face his biggest enemy, the other party had already instinctively discovered his position.

  However, even if Bain died, he still did not understand how a gun's bullet could have such a terrifying penetrating force that it could even pierce through a 20 cm thick concrete wall.

  With a plop, Bain's corpse fell to the ground. His upper body appeared by the door, and the light from the guard's room fell on his body. Under the light, Bain's brain was almost caved in, the size of a bowl, with blood and brain matter oozing out from it.

  Looking at the corpse, Zero knew the cleaning was almost done.

  "Eight more." With a flash of his figure, he retreated into the shadow of the light, causing a dozen or so bullets to fall on empty space.