Chapter 561 - He’s Still Alive (1/2)

After killing Mina, Xiao Luo did not loiter. He turned to leave and continued on with his hunt. If these Mei soldiers wanted him dead, well, then he was afraid that he’d have to send them on their way to their Maker.

An eerie sense of bloodlust permeated the forest!

Some of the Mei soldiers were blown up into bits and pieces as many tripwires attached to grenades had been laid across many paths. While some of the others had been left strangled in the air by the vines that dangled from trees, and some had their throats slit by Xiao Luo who came at them out of nowhere.

These were gruesome deaths, and a company of more than a hundred people was soon reduced to just a few dozen-strong within less than half a day. And still, they were not any more aware of the whereabouts of Xiao Luo.

He was a phantom and the worst sort of enemy.

Powell was on the brink of breaking down. He had struck on his own without any authorization. If he managed to kill Xiao Luo, it was undeniable that this would earn him a promotion. However, if he failed, what he would face was a court-martial, and this was why there was only had one path open to him, and that was to kill Xiao Luo.

But the situation now was growing increasingly bleak.

“That Hua national is the Grim Reaper!. There’s no way we can defeat him, no way at all…”

Rice was on the verge of a mental breakdown. Mina’s death, as well as the deaths of his many comrades, had pushed him into a bottomless abyss of fear. That man was not human at all; he was the collector of souls who had walked out of hell with his scythe in hand. They were mere human beings, so how could they be a match for that Grim Reaper?

“Shut it, you b*stard!”

Powell’s face was contorted in a fury. With both of his hands, he grabbed Rice’s collar in a death grip, as savage as a demon. “There’s no turning back for us here, so it’s either he dies or we die. To hell with all your bullsh*t about grim reapers—I’ll take him out, even if he’s God himself!”

He was just like a madman who had fallen too deep into insanity.

“You’ve gone mad. If it weren’t for your ridiculous order, we would have already been back at the shore base, and it wouldn’t have been long until we returned home. We didn’t have to provoke such a terrifying beast. Mina’s dead, everyone’s dead, and this is all your fault, Captain!”

Being pushed to the very edge of terror triggered adverse reactions. Rice did not resent Xiao Luo for being cruel and savage, and he blamed Powell. Were it not for the fact that he gave out such an absurd order, things would not have ended up like this.

“You b*stard!”

Consumed by his rage, Powell kicked him to the ground. He brandished his pistol and took aim at Rice before emptying the clip.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

All the bullets lodged into some part of the ground near Rice’s head, and the sound of the bullets whistling past his ear paralyzed the man with fear. He could not help but shriek in horror, and by the time the gunshots stopped ringing in his ears, tears were already rolling down his face as he glared at Powell in disbelief.

Thomas stood by the side silently as he shook uncontrollably.

“I’m not crazy, you’re just too much of a f*cking coward!”

Powell bellowed, his eyes glowering with fury. “That man is a tiger raised by the Hua Nation, and if we don’t get rid of him now, he’ll come back to devour us and turn us into nothing more than a pile of bones,” he screamed. Turning his head, he glared at Thomas and scowled, “Contact the headquarters right now and tell them to make sure this entire area is leveled by artillery fire, and make sure they don’t miss a single blind spot. I want that damned Hua man to turn to dust in the barrage.”

Thomas staggered and almost fell to the ground when he heard this. “C-captain, our men are still in there…”

“I’ll request the highest of honors for them…” Powell said, “That’s an order!”

This man was the devil. He had gone insane!

Thomas and Rice were astounded by Powell’s state of mind. That manic look in his eyes, the way he did not care about how cruelly his own men had died–this was not at all the same Captain Powell they knew.

“What the f*ck are you doing just standing around? I said that’s an order, hurry and move!” Powell growled, kicking Thomas so hard the man was sent sprawling.