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Chapter 226

مؤلف: Salted Orange Juice
The war machine that represented the current peak of player technology was simply sheared in two, right there in midair. A burst of fire flashed out.

But it wasn't over yet.

The Pale Kin reached into the severed cockpit and yanked out the vice guild leader. That man, awakened with a Mysticism specialization, now dangled in the creature's grip like a helpless chick, legs kicking wildly, eyes wide with terror.

"Help—"

Squelch.

A soft, wet sound — like a tomato bursting under pressure. Red and
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    "He's here..."Gavin's cracked lips trembled faintly, his numbed heart suddenly pounding hard again.In the distance, the survivors who had been scattering in every direction all came to a stop. Not because they'd stopped wanting to run — but because in this hopeless slaughterhouse, there was nowhere left to run to.That black motorhome was the last straw they had left to grasp.The same legend rose up in every mind at once — the stories this motorhome's owner had already built. In front of the Wolf Pack's blockade, he'd descended like a war god, crushing an army single-handedly, forcing Gigatron's own Dennis to bow his head. Amid a hundred-million-strong horde, he'd cut against the tide and taken the head of a Level 5 Sovereign from within the swarm, then used a hundred million zombie corpses as kindling to light a fire that touched the sky.Every time things looked hopeless, he showed up in defiance of all reason. Every time a situation seemed certain death, he'd carve out a

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    There was a flicker of motion. The Pale Warrior vanished from where it stood, and reappeared already standing in front of the red truck's hood.The bone spear in its hand rose high, its tip glinting with a chilling light.The spear came down. The red truck's proud, heavy armor plating gave way as easily as tofu. Half the cab was sheared clean off, exposing the two men trapped in the crumpled seats inside.Gavin's face was drenched in blood. Gabe had already fainted from the shock.Staring at the Pale Warrior now only inches away, at the spear raised once more for the final blow, Gavin — whose eyes had burned with fighting spirit through everything so far — finally let a flicker of despair show through.He'd tried fighting back. He'd tried running. He'd tried everything he could think of.None of it had worked. None of it."Is this... where it ends?"Gavin closed his eyes bitterly, the hardships of his whole journey flashing through his mind. He wasn't ready for this. He truly w

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