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Dust and smoke billowed into the room, carrying the sharp, metallic scent of high-grade explosives. Through the haze walked three figures. They weren't the standard mercenaries. These were taller, bulkier, their armor pulsing with a faint purple runic script. Morana’s elite. The Hollow Men. "Secure the package," the lead soldier said, his voice mechanical. He raised a weapon—a glowing staff that crackled with electricity. Kai burst through the hole in the wall a second later. He was bleeding from a gash on his arm and his chest plate was cracked, but he was still standing. He roared and tackled the lead soldier, driving him into the concrete floor.

They fought without fear, without hesitation, and without any regard for their own safety. Kaden erupted into the cabin, his massive black paws slamming into two of the white soldiers, throwing them through the log walls into the deep snow outside. His jaws snapped shut around the lance of a third soldier, the silver metal crunching into useless shards between his teeth. But even as their limbs were broken, the soldiers didn't scream; they simply used their remaining hands to draw silver dart pistols from their belts, their violet eyes fixed entirely on Kaden’s throat. "Kaden! Get back!" Laila shouted, her silver skin exploding into a blinding star as she thrust her blade forward into the ch

He fell forward like a puppet whose strings had been cut, his body hitting the marble with a heavy, metallic thud. "It's the C7!" I shouted to the Unbound who were beginning to rally. "Aim for the base of the neck! You have to sever the hardware!" The battle for the palace became a grotesque dance of biology versus machinery. The Unbound, driven by their new, violet-tinted instincts, fought with the ferocity of the wild. But the Inertia Soldiers were relentless. For every one I disabled, two more stepped through the mist. They were the perfect "Antibody" to our "Infection."

The soldier’s rifle clattered to the floor as he was thrown face-first into the freezing sewage. "Contact! He's in the formation!" Two soldiers spun around, raising their rifles toward the splash. Baraka didn't give them time to pull their triggers. Moving on all fours like a starving wolf, he lunged out of the red shadows. He grabbed the barrel of the first rifle, his bare hands crushing the reinforced steel tube flat. With his other hand, he drove a palm strike into the underside of the soldier’s Kevlar helmet, snapping his head back and rendering him instantly unconscious.

If there was anyone who knew me all too well, it was Viktor. There was something I never told him or anyone else. My sickness wasn’t something I had known about. One thing about the creed I was forbidden to tell a soul about was that they created soldiers… human-like robotic soldiers. Just before I got inducted into their group, I was made to undergo a series of tests.

William looked at Andrew intently from where he was sitting, but Andrew did not answer. William could only sigh softly. Keannu who heard the sensitive conversation chose to respond, "Bill, come on! Andrew isn't the one who has the great ability to defeat enemies without killing. He is not you." "If he hadn't done that ... he could have been the one who got killed. You ... wouldn't want one of your most favorite soldiers to get killed?" Keannu continued, clearly defending Andrew.

The enemy soldiers hadn’t suspected us. The moment the enemy released the wolfsbane cloud, the soldiers who were near the machine were defenseless, and the enemy had taken advantage of that. It’s really easy to kill someone who’s unable to shift or who is in pain on the floor. But we’re not defenseless now.

he added, giving me a naughty look. I did not laugh or smile at him; instead, I maintained my deadpan stare and said, "You did not answer my question." "Chillax, my friend. You're too serious. Those girls were rescued by the doctor who worked in that facility. There were a bunch of rejects who lost part of their bodies throughout the rigorous training. You know that the super soldiers were supposed to appear beautiful and perfect in the eyes of the public. That is why, if the female loses a limb or a certain portion of her body, they immediately execute her because they have no use for her," he stated thoroughly.

He immediately understood what the soldier meant, approached me, and said, “Follow me!” I didn't say anything and quietly followed the guy. I won't confront the soldiers directly because I know here that soldiers are existence as supreme. If they don't touch my limit, I will endure finding a chance to escape. And if they corner me, I will kill them and then commit suicide. Even though I know my strength can't resist all the soldiers here, I can still kill many people.

"Hell? Do you know what the real hell looks like? Have you ever been to hell?" Mo Yuncong was stunned as he didn't figure out why Ding Hao would suddenly ask this. However, he soon felt strong disdain in Ding Hao's words. "Kill him." Mo Yuncong waved his hand slightly. The fifty Black Armored Army soldiers in the water dungeon were all elites who survived on the battlefield of life and death. Their individual strength was at the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm, and they were also good at Joint Attack Formation. In Mo's opinion, Ding Hao would definitely die.