561 Damon Was Scared (2/2)

He had attacked flying targets fifty kilometers away. Of all the conventional weapons, only missiles could have such an effective range.

Chen Fan had commanded nine flying swords at the same time, annihilating everything within a fifty kilometer radius. This ability had made him invincible before the European military.

Everyone watched as Chen Fan went on to demolish the rest of the ships in the Black Sea Fleet and then he started moving west without even looking back at the explosions.

”Gentlemen, what should we do now?” General Nord asked in a bitter tone.

What were they going to tell the parliament about the downfall of the Black Sea Fleet? Even worse, they had failed to stop Chen Fan and the thought of him seeking revenge terrified them. Most of them would never have a good night's sleep from then on.

Everyone looked at one another in silence.

A hawkish young commander slammed the table and cursed, ”Let's nuke that SOB!”

However, his proposal was ignored by the others.

It was preposterous even to think of using nuclear bombs on the European continent.

It would be a political suicide for any European nation's leader to give the order. The representatives from the only two countries that had nuclear arms didn't even spare the young commander a glance. They knew that such a proposal would end their careers faster than anything else.

”It's time for Plan B. Use the special force to remove him surgically.”

General Nord shook his head and said, ”Let's touch base with our friend in the US. Maybe they could help us establish some rapport with the Chinese and arrange a meeting with Mr. Chen Beixuan.”

Many generals nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, Giorgio Wood observed the development in silence.

He still remembered the smug smiles on those generals' faces, thinking they could do away with Chen Fan with their expensive toys. The delegate they had sent to negotiate with Chen Fan had even acted condescendingly from the first contact.

As things stood, they would have to beg the Chinese Government to arrange a meeting with Mr. Chen Beixuan, in order to plead for their lives.

”Strength can really make a difference. Without it, the European nations will only treat him like sh*t,” Giorgio Wood lamented.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan had reached the shore of the Black Sea and arrived in Romania.

Chen Fan had been at a supersonic speed for over half an hour, and had merged his body with the blade many times; he felt slightly exhausted at the moment.

”I am close. I can feel Damon's presence.”

Chen Fan locked his gaze on the western horizon.

He could sense the Seven Kill Curse as well as the spell that Damon had cast over it to mask its presence.

Chen Fan's priority was to kill Blood Fiend Damon; the punishment for the European Union would have to come second. He had gone all the way across the globe and killed tens of thousands of people along the way to track him down.

”Damon, your mercenaries weren't able to save you, not even the European Union can.”

Chen Fan cracked a smile and cast an invisibility spell over himself as he darted toward Damon's direction.

The invisibility spell allowed him to slip through the satellite's detection. His sudden disappearance had made the leaders of European Union panic. They were afraid that Chen Fan would sneak into their residences and murder them in their sleep.

The distance between Romania and Austria was only a few thousand kilometers and Chen Fan had covered that distance in less than two hours. In the end, he arrived before an ancient castle in Austria.

This castle had been built a few thousand years ago, and was surrounded by thick forests. It looked as if it belonged to Snow White's evil stepmother.

”Damon is inside.”

Chen Fan glared at the castle as an urge to kill came over him.

Chen Fan uncloaked himself and flew to the top of the castle. He shouted, ”Damon! Show yourself!”

His booming voice rumbled across the sky, shaking the castle and the trees around it. If the castle hadn't been surrounded by dense forests, the din would have already terrified the people in many residences.

”Bang!”

A ray of crimson light was shot up to the sky, carrying Damon within it. He shouted incredulously, ”Chen Beixuan, you're here already?”

Shock and surprise were written all over his face.

He had just gotten the news that Chen Fan was battling with the European Union over the Black sea. Before he had time to find out the outcome of the battle, the victor had already showed up at his doorstep. He was hiding behind the castle walls in order to avoid Chen Fan's detection, using the old concealment spell in the castle to mask his presence.

”Impossible. You must have marked me with a spell. My concealment arts should have worked,” Damon said.

”You better ask that question to your maker.” Chen Fan sneered.

Not saying another word, he summoned a Sword Aura from the gourd and shot it at Damon.

Chen Fan didn't hold back his power this time, as he was intent on killing.