The fighters did not want to kill James in the state he was in. They all wanted to defeat James in a proper fight and claim the title of the number one fighter in the world. Willy, who was sent flying earlier, got up from the ground and shrieked furiously, “Do you have any idea what you’re doing?! Do you seriously think you bunch of small fries can defeat the Black Dragon? Get a grip! I’m ordering you to kill him now!” James crouched down. He looked at Henry on the ground and took his pulse. James’ face darkened. He swiftly marked the vital acupoints on Henry’s body and pulled out a few silver needles. Dexterously, he inserted five silver needles into Henry’s vital acupuncture points. Henry’s life was hanging by a thread. James had to end the battle as soon as possible. He needed to get Henry out of there and treat his injuries. Otherwise, it’d be too late. Willy pulled out his gun once more. “Move and you’re dead.” The 28 fighters in turn pointed their guns at
The remaining 27 men shuddered. Though they had heard of the Black Dragon’s strength, they didn’t expect it to be this terrifying. The man who had just been killed was called Titan. He was the strongest fighter in all of Malgudi. The Malgudians were widely known as the warrior race, a title they wholly deserved. Upon seeing this, Willy was left speechless. He grabbed a machine gun on the ground and blasted away at James. “Die! Die!” James was nimble. He rolled toward Titan’s corpse and used it as a shield against the burst of gunfire. Then, with a flick of his finger, a silver needle flew out from his hand and plunged into Willy’s body. Willy immediately went limp and fell to the ground. As he knew Willy was not the mastermind behind everything, he made sure to leave him alive. Willy was the only lead he had in uncovering the person who was actually behind all of this. After taking Willy out, he looked at the remaining 27 fighters. Although they were stunned by
The Black Dragon was the commander-in-chief of the Southern Plains. He was in charge of an army a million strong and was also the guardian of Sol. It was the perfect opportunity to hunt him down now that he had resigned from his position. The Black Dragon had been the target all along. Not only did they have a group of mercenaries and the twenty-eight-nation martial art gurus, but they also had a trump card up their sleeves─the twenty-eight-nation military coalition. The 28 tiny nations at the border of the Southern Plains had each mobilized three thousand men and formed a hundred-thousand-strong grand army. They only had a single objective in mind─exterminate the Black Dragon. Seeing the combat aircraft, James carried Henry and swiftly made his way into the depths of the forest. He knew that it was his only option if he wanted to make it out alive. If he were found, he would be relentlessly bombarded by the combat aircraft. Although his strength was unrivaled, he was def
However, he was currently in a precarious situation. There was no way he could keep Henry alive on his own. “I’ll avenge you, Henry.” Wearing a grim expression, James clenched his fists. “I’ll never forgive the person behind this. Rest well here. I’m going to divert the enemies’ attention. You must hang in there. Reinforcements will arrive at daybreak. When the time comes, I’ll bring you back to Cansington.” James lifted Henry and walked toward the deepest parts of the cave. Finally, he found a secluded spot and hid Henry there. After that, he removed any lingering scents and traces that were there. James knew that the enemy would have military dogs. If they happened to detect their scent, Henry would be as good as doomed. Removing Henry’s scent would prevent them from sensing his presence. After ensuring everything was set up the best it could be, he quickly left. He left the stone cave and headed straight into the thick foliage. His experience staying in the Southern
James hid beneath a rock by the cliff. His entire body was hidden in the cracks of the rock, and only his head was left exposed. He used various kinds of plants to quickly fashion a makeshift cover for his head. Even if someone passed by him, it was unlikely that they would notice him as long as he remained silent. Below the cliff, a brigade was searching for him with torchlights. After his position had been blasted over the radio, more and more of his enemies gathered around the area. There were at least 3000 of them below. Seeing the light below, James made a small smirk. He quietly got up. Then, he placed the explosives he had just crafted between the cracks of a rock that was on the verge of falling. He perched atop a rock and quickly readied his sniper rifle. Bang! One of the men below was shot dead and crumpled to the ground. “Enemy alert!” Realizing that they were compromised, the men panicked. “Twelve o’clock! On that cliff!” “Reporting to headquarte
He had to end this quickly. With a leap, he descended upon them. Rat-tat-tat! The squad opened fire even before he had landed. However, they were instantly taken out. James rushed forward and began plundering their supplies─guns, bullets, grenades, and tool kits. “Over there!” “Quick!” “It’s the Black Dragon!” Everyone opened fire. More people began to draw closer to the sound of the commotion. Then, the helicopters arrived. The machine guns were fired recklessly around the area in an effort to take James down. After seizing the supplies, James nimbly dodged the bullets. He leaped high up in the air onto a tree and hopped through the dense brush. He then concealed himself atop a 30-meter-high tree. Combat aircraft hovered menacingly in the sky. James narrowed his eyes at the sight. He would not have the chance to break through the encirclement as long as they were around. A combat aircraft was headed towards him and was only about 30 meters away. J
There only were a few hours left until daybreak. He would not be able to last until then if he did not come up with a plan. He was not a hundred percent sure that the central command was at the top of Mt. Thunder either. However, the top of Mt. Thunder was logically a very strategic location. If he was the commander, he too would choose to construct a temporary command center there. That was because it was surrounded by cliffs on all sides. Not only that, it had a vantage point that was easily defensible. After getting a grasp of the situation, James began formulating his plan. He closed his eyes, trying to remember the routes he had taken to deduce his current location and distance relative to the top of Mt. Thunder. Relying on memory alone was not a very reliable measure, but it was close enough. His main conundrum now was that the enemy’s main forces were slowly cornering him. He needed to think of a way to break the encirclement and he needed to do it fast. It w
James was constantly on the lookout for opportunities to strike his enemy down. In just an hour, he had taken down 30 helicopters. At the moment, there was only a handful of them left. Without the spotlight threatening to expose his location, James found it easier to move around. He was able to rush through the encampments and slowly made his way toward Mt. Thunder. At five o’clock in the morning, James reached the top of the mountain. The central command was guarded by only a few hundred men. The main force was in the mountains looking for James. James pulled out a machine gun with a silencer and opened fire. The men dropped like flies. At the same time, in central command… The generals from the twenty-eight-nations were in a heated discussion. “General McDonald, we’ve lost the Black Dragon’s trail.” “He hasn’t shown himself for over an hour.” “Where is he hiding?” The room was abuzz with discussion about the Black Dragon’s whereabouts. “There’s no way he h