Xayne Xavier, The Ironclad Protector

Chapter 1663

The captain tensed as he and his dozen remaining soldiers pointed their guns at the surrounding jungle, bushes, and ancient trees. A bone-chilling coldness filled the forest.

An eerie silence hung in the air, pressing down on Ardynasty special forces. Beads of sweat formed on their foreheads, driven by the immense pressure and the looming threat of death.

Suddenly, a shadow darted out from a thicket, raising its arm and launching a barrage of needles. The projectiles found their marks in the arms and chests of five special forces soldiers. Instantly, their limbs went numb, making it impossible to lift their weapons.

In their terrified eyes, they saw a ghostly figure streak past them, a dagger clenched in its mouth.

In the next second, they felt a warm sensation on their necks as blood sprayed out. They fell to the ground, convulsing and choking on their blood, their eyes wide open in shock.

The thuds were getting louder as footsteps approached.

Xayne stood there, holding a blood