Warlord Chapter 249 - Last Bullet (Second Half)

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The fear on the soldier's face was forever frozen, and it brought an unparalleled impact to his other comrades. In addition to Rankin, the other three soldiers turned around and ran.

The level of danger in Rankin's heart instantly rose to the peak!

"Don't run..."

Rankin opened his mouth to warn him, but suddenly three thorns came piercing through the darkness, cutting through the throats of three soldiers with incomparable accuracy. The sharp vines brought forth a spray of blood, taking away three lives at the same time!

When the vines were retracted, the darkness returned to silence. Only Rankin's loud breathing could be heard.

Rankin shouted as his chest expanded and contracted three times. He quickly reloaded the magazine and fired again and again into the darkness.

Flames kept spitting out from the muzzle, but this time, there was no sound of metal hitting metal. A vine snaked through the darkness, wrapped around Rankin's ankle without his noticing, and lashed out again. In an instant, Rankin lost his balance and was thrown by the vines into the abandoned warehouse.

The force of the impact made him see stars. While he was trying his best to regain clarity in his mind, he saw a pair of legs.

Above him was a thin man in a loose windbreaker. A cruel smile hung on the man's face. Behind him, seven or eight th.o.r.n.y vines swayed irregularly like the tentacles of an octopus.

Rankin struggled to reach for the fallen pistol, but one of the vines behind the man's back caught him before he could. With a light wave of the vine, the pistol slipped into the darkness. Then the vine rolled toward Rankin. Rankin suddenly sprang up, and with his hands and feet on the ground, he fell like lightning to the man's left.

Vines rolled in the air. The man looked at Rankin: "It seems you don't want to die."

"Nonsense, who would complain about having a long life?" Rankin replied.

"Very good, this way maybe we can make a deal." He bowed to Rankin like a gentleman and said, "My name is Gunabel, and I am honoured to meet you. "Let's put it this way, as long as you answer one of my questions, I won't kill you."

Rankin's face was livid, and he did not answer. His hands were clenched into fists, and he was trembling slightly. It was hard to tell if he was nervous or afraid.

"I want to ask you about a man, a soldier called Zero. "Tell me where he is and the reward will be your life."

Rankin looked surprised. "So you're looking for trouble," he said. "I didn't like the look of that guy long ago. It was easy enough to tell you where he was."

"Oh, so the answer is?"

"Un, that fellow Zero is here..."

Just as he was about to find out where Zero was going, Gunnar couldn't help but listen attentively. Although he knew that Zero was in this base, the underground base of the Cossacks was simply too big. It would not be easy for Gunnar to find him in a short time if he did not know exactly what was going on with Zero. Now that he was finally going to hear the exact news, Gounabel was not only slightly pleased.

As a result, he did not realize that the warehouse buildings on both sides of him had started trembling.

"Where is he?" Gunnar asked.

"He's right behind you!" Rankin screamed, shocked.

Günabel was also startled. He quickly turned around, but there was no one behind him. Just as he realized that he had been tricked and was about to get angry, the warehouses on both sides suddenly let out an earth-shattering sound and fell towards him. It had happened in such a hurry that Gunnar could only watch in horror as he was drowned in shadow. In the instant he was submerged by the rock torrent, he felt a faint trace of earth elemental energy remaining on the body of the warehouse.

Rankin had used his Elemental Shock to create this result. He had clenched his fists just now, and his entire body was trembling slightly. However, it was just an expression of him using all his strength to condense the earth element. Now, Rangken was panting heavily as he scolded with a smile, "I don't like zero, but I don't like being threatened either!"

Glancing at Gunnar, who was being pressed down by a mountain of debris, Rankin spat in his direction and walked toward the darkness where his pistol was. However, just as Lang Ken picked up his weapon, a 'ta' sound rang out from behind him.

This was the sound of a stone falling to the ground, followed by a second, then a third …

In the end, with a loud bang, more than a hundred black shadows pierced out of the pile of rocks amidst the cloud of dust. It spread out like a blossoming flower, finally poking into the ground. These black shadows were the th.o.r.n.y vines of Günabel, and as soon as they touched the ground, they suddenly rose up into the air. Immediately, countless stones were lifted up and rolled down to the two sides. Finally, the vines lifted Gunabel up and let him rise slowly from the ruins.

Gunnar's face was as bad as it could get. He hadn't thought he would be ambushed by a rat. He looked at Rankin and said in a cold, heartless voice, "Do you want to kill yourself or do you want me to do it myself?"

Rankin smiled wryly.

The elemental oscillation just now had consumed his last bit of energy, and there was only one bullet left in his handgun.

No matter how he looked at it, this bullet was for him.

With a wry smile, he raised the pistol and moved it toward his forehead. Rankin muttered: "Suicide..."

Suddenly, his eyes became fierce.

"Kill you!"

As he cursed, Rankin turned the muzzle of the gun toward Gunnar's chest. He was about to press the trigger to show his unyielding nature. However, his entire body suddenly trembled. A vine had appeared out of nowhere and pierced through the back of his head, directly piercing through the center of his forehead.

The vine retracted, and the corpse that had lost its support immediately fell to the ground. The vine entered the metal floor, finally reappearing at Gunnar's feet and retracting back into his body.

Gunnar dropped to the ground, pulling the hundreds of vines that were supporting his body into his clothes. He looked coldly at Rankin's body, then turned and walked away.

When the skinny man disappeared into the entrance to the third floor of the base, the area became quiet again. Regardless of whether it was the killing intent released by Gunnar or the last elemental oscillation that Rankin had used, they were both warnings to the nearby corpses that were roaming about, engaging in an inhuman battle. But not long after, footsteps once again broke the silence of the base.

Anthony and his party came to the place where the Blasters had been ma.s.sacred by Gunabel.

Even though they were compet.i.tors, seeing that the five of them, including Rankin, had been completely annihilated, everyone couldn't help but sigh. At Anthony's behest, they collected the bodies of the Blasters and piled them together.

Anthony personally walked in front of Rankin's corpse. For some reason, the vicious captain sighed lightly and picked up Rankin's handgun. There was a bullet in the pistol that Rankin hadn't had time to fire. Anthony gently removed the bullet and placed the pistol on Rankin's body.

"Captain?" Lucca looked at Anthony and asked, "What should we do?"

"It's cremated." Anthony whispered, "Although Rankin was a fool, in the end he died like a man. He should have received the least amount of respect, and not become the food of the living corpses after death. "So, cremate them."

Anthony looked up at Lucca and said, "Legend has it that a true warrior can be brought to heaven. I hope that Rankin and the rest will be reborn in the fire! "

With that, Anthony turned and left. Looking at the background of this captain, Lucca felt as if he had undergone some subtle change because of Langken 's death.

He didn't sit around either, taking a piece of solid fuel that had been used in the march. Luca crushed it and sprinkled it over the bodies of the Blasters. Then he looked at Olam, who nodded and took out a lighter.

Olam's thumb brushed the pulley, and the spark from the flint fell into the liquid. Immediately a flame rose from the lighter. With a solemn expression, Olam tossed the lighter gently onto the pile of corpses.

In the darkness, the lighter spun around, leaving a circle of light in the air. When it landed on the corpse, it instantly ignited the fixed fuel. With a boom, an azure and white flame suddenly soared.

The high temperature released by the flaming light made the nearby people's hair stand on end, but no one was willing to leave. They watched as the bodies of Rankin and the rest of the team melted under the thousand degrees of heat released by the solid combustion. Indeed, not only Anthony, but the rest of the team, including Luca, thought Rankin was not very smart. Although this man had an uncle who supported him, Rankin's talent was limited. His potential and achievements could almost be predicted.

However, this man, who had been branded as a fool and a boor, had exploded with a tremendous amount of courage in the final moments of his life. Rankin died, but left as a brave man unafraid of his enemies. Thus, he received the respect he deserved.

Looking at the corpse in the flames, everyone hoped that it would also be their home. As for the warriors of Asgard, rather than letting them die in silence, they would rather die fighting gloriously!

As the flames died out, Anthony's voice interrupted their thoughts.

"Let's go. Rankin can stop here, but we can't!"

Anthony was the first to walk in the direction of the entrance to the third floor, while the others, after bowing to the dead man in the fire, followed Anthony and left. Lucca quickly walked to the captain's side and asked, "What should we do next?"

"Of course it's to work hard to complete the mission!" The corners of Anthony's lips curled up in a smile, "You should have heard it as well. That man is looking for trouble. In that case, the situation would be beneficial to us."

"But that person killed Rankin and the others. I believe that he is a common enemy!" Luca emphasized.

Anthony stopped and said coldly, "The enemy of the enemy is our friend, or do you think Zero is our friend?"

Luca shut his mouth, knowing better, and Antony walked on without looking at his best friend. Looking at this figure, Lucca shook his head.

So it was just an illusion. Lucca said softly in his heart.