Son-In-Law Madness

Chapter 846

Just when Cyclops and the others thought they could retreat unscathed, a sudden onslaught of creeping vines shot up from the ground. They wrapped themselves around the ankles of two mercenaries, hurling them high into the sky. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

In mid-air, they were punctured by a spray of bullets.

“Stella Warrior! They've employed a high-level Stella Warrior!”

Cyclops felt he had been duped by Earl.

The allure of the goods worth sixty million was compelling, but it was hard to believe that the South Sea Military Region would send a Stella Warrior just to deal with them.

There could only be one explanation: The delivery was a decoy. Earl must have aggravated the South Sea Military Region somehow, causing them to be the target.

“Forget the goods! Everyone split up and run!” Cyclops no longer cared about the twenty percent profit.

Yorksland had always had the best talents, and the country had always taken the incursion of its borders seriously.

Since their opponent had deployed a Stella Warrior, Cyclops only hoped that he could survive the battle. Nothing else mattered.

Cyclops fled in one direction and continued to run for another three minutes.

As he noticed no one was pursuing him, he heaved a sigh of relief.

He had survived, and it appeared he wasn't their target.

However, just as Cyclops thought he was safe, a strange sensation washed over him.

Looking up, he saw a knight in the distance. This figure, adorned in medieval West Epean armor and clutching a lance, was staring coldly at him.

Cyclops swallowed hard, unsure if the armored figure was from the South Sea Military Region.

How could the knight possibly appear behind us so quickly, sealing off my escape route?

Before Cyclops could utter a single word, the knight squeezed his horse's sides with his legs and, with the lance in his hand, charged at Cyclops directly.

D*mn it! He's an enemy! Cyclops cursed inwardly.

His only option was to activate his Stella Warrior force field.

In his own force field, he was able to see everything around him in slow motion.

It was akin to an ability to slow down the passage of time, and the force field's effect had saved him many times.

However, this time, Cyclops noticed something was different.

Everything around him did slow down, but the knight's speed hadn't decreased at all.

Caught off guard, Cyclops attempted to roll aside, but the knight's lance seemed to have anticipated his movement.

It pierced him directly, and he had no opportunity to fight back as his back was facing the knight.

Cyclops felt a searing pain in his back, which was quickly followed by a taste of iron filling his mouth.

He clutched his throat and collapsed to the ground, slowly breathing his last.

“Knight, have you dealt with Cyclops?”

Blade's voice came through the earpiece.

The knight prodded the lifeless body of Cyclops with his lance, flipping him over, and jabbed once more in his throat for good measure.

“He's taken care of, confirmed dead,” the knight reported.

“Good. Now assist Boozer. Protect as much of the goods as possible. Safety first.”

Just as he finished speaking, the knight seemed to sense something and turned his head toward the forest.

A man with an ice shield and an ice axe approached the knight, the emblem of the South Sea Military Region emblazoned on his shoulder.

The knight said grimly, “Captain, I've bumped into Ice Tooth from the Thorn Special Operation Force. I won't be able to support Boozer for the time being.”

After a brief silence, Blade responded, “Then don't worry about Boozer. I'll send Rogue to rescue him.”

After the phone call ended, Blade turned off his computer and retrieved the sword that was set aside.

Spider, who donned a skin-tight suit, raised a brow in response.

“What's the matter, Blade? Did something happen?”