Warlord

The smell of zeros was always drifting in the air. It was neither too little nor too little. It was just enough to lead Hans to the gorge like a ghost.

Hans gasped for breath as he noticed that the mutated muscles were emitting an astonishing amount of heat.

The energy within his body was being used there because it was nearing its limit. How could the Han level escape from it?

Infinite regeneration of the flesh and blood is true, but energy cannot be regenerated.

However, due to his zero-motion fighting style, Hans could not even rest for the past three days, much less eat.

Moreover, this human tank like body, compared to the humanoid state, had increased Hans’ energy consumption.

He did not adjust every bit of energy to its maximum like Zero did. Comparatively speaking, the energy consumed by Hans was far above zero.

Even though his base in this respect is also much larger than zero.

Right now, Hans was like a wild beast. He did not have any extra sense of rationality to restrict his actions.

Since the liberation of the chains of reason, the only reason left for Hans was to kill zero.

Thus, even though the energy consumption was nearing its end, he could not stop, nor did he want to stop.

He rushed into the canyon with a cloud of dust, the smell of it was much lighter.

The wind that blew against the canyon wall dispersed due to the impact of the mountain wall. It formed a few small, irregular streams of wind, which would reduce the smell of blood that was scattered in the air.

Hans had to work hard to make sense of it so that he would not lose his target.

After circling a bumpy mountainous road and crossing two sections of broken highway, Hans found traces of blood under a bent sign.

It excited him, and the smell of blood continued up the hill.

Hans bent his knees and leapt ten meters forward. He caught hold of the protruding rock mass on the mountainside and chased after it as if he was flying.

The distance of two hundred meters was quickly brought to an end by Hans’ movement. Hans jumped onto a platform that was halfway up the mountain.

The sand and stones here had been ground into powder by the strong wind and the scorching sun.

It’s in there.

This thought flashed through Hans’s mind as he groped his way toward the cave.

As he walked closer, he felt a little absent-minded.

He seemed to have been to this place before. Of course, Hans would not remember now.

Just half a month ago, he dragged a corpse wolf into a hole to tear it apart and eat it, thus attracting zero attention.

Now he was back in the cave.

Only the carcass of the wolf was missing, but Hans had found something else.

Behind a rock in the cave, Hans saw a figure.

He crouched behind the stone, trembling slightly.

It seemed to hurt, and Hans was glad.

His voice echoed in the cave.

Hans lunged toward Zero, and his hand, strong enough to wring off the elephant’s neck, reached for Zero.

Zero appeared to be seriously injured and could not escape Hans’ grip.

Hans clenched his fingers and lifted his hand up.

Zero’s body was abnormally light.

His clothes were torn just like that.

There was nothing under the clothes. There was a small crack in the ground.

The wind blew from the crack in the ground, causing his clothes to constantly sway, creating the illusion that Hans had just seen.

Right now, Hans could not understand what it meant to be fooled. However, he was rather annoyed that he could not catch anything. Thus, the furious Hans did not show up.

As the clothes were torn, a thread of silk was lifted from beneath the clothes.

The other end of the wire was tied to the safety of a grenade on the ground.

As the thread was lifted, the safety catch was removed.

With a slight sound that was almost inaudible, the hand grenade’s impact needle descended. After triggering the explosion of the equipment, the air inside swelled rapidly.

Beside the grenade, there was a full circle of detonators that were originally meant for hunting wolves.

Apparently, their target was Hans.

A flash of fire.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAA!

A huge explosion sounded in the canyon, and many of the Zombie Wolves in the canyon immediately began to run in panic.

Far away, a cloud of fire rose from the canyon.

The clouds of fire churned, accompanied by thick smoke and falling stones, suddenly spread out in all directions.

After several seconds, the fire cloud began to slowly descend, but the entire mountaintop was already pitch black.

Raging flames entangled the weeds that crawled out from the crevices of the mountain, covering the entire mountain area. Although some mutated creatures in the valley were curious, they didn’t dare to approach.

A minute later, a figure appeared nearby.

Zero carried a sniper rifle on his back and wore only a considerate vest.

His jacket had been sacrificed to lure Hans into the trap, and the sun shone down on him with a startling amount of ultraviolet light.

The exposed skin started to turn slightly red, but that was all. What Ling Chen did not know was that if it was a normal person, their skin would have already become rotten from the ultraviolet rays.

Thick military boots squashed a clump of burning grass under his feet, and he carefully slipped into the hole with his sniper rifle in his hand.

The hole was a choking cloud of smoke, and he held his breath.

However, the smoke mixed with the smell of gunpowder obscured his vision.

To reduce the irritation of the smoke to the eyes, narrow your eyes into a slit.

He regretted not wearing the gas mask, otherwise he wouldn’t be in tears like he was now.

Hans’ voice could not be heard in the cave, apart from the sound of burning grass.

Unless Hans was killed on the spot, there would be no silence.

The equivalent of zero for detonator explosives could not be clearer. However, he was not completely confident that he could kill Hans in one blow.

However, as the smoke gradually disappeared from the cave, Zero finally knew the reason why Hans did not make a sound.

However, in the place where the trap was set up, the floor of the cave had completely caved in, revealing a large, pitch-black hole.

The bottom of the cave was hollow. It was only natural for the ground to cave in after being blown up by the explosives.

The entrance that was like an endless abyss did not have any intention of descending down to confirm Hans’ death.

He turned to leave.

At this moment, a hand reached out from the hole and grabbed onto Zero’s military boots tightly before dragging it down.

Zero lost his balance and fell into the hole.

It was Hans!

At the moment of his fall, it was zero.

Hans’s body was almost half blown off. His left arm and two legs were fixed on the cave wall.

He was supposed to catch something to support his body out of the cave, but he caught nothing and fell into the cave with it.

Falling into hell.

Hans’s head was missing half, but that didn’t stop his eyes from catching Zero’s face.

When he found out he had no intention of catching anything, he became excited.

The wind whistled past his ears, and Zero did not hesitate. He aimed the muzzle of the sniper rifle at Hans, who was grabbing onto his arm, and fired at him.

After firing at a close range, the sniper rifle’s bullet instantly tore through Hans’ arm.

Zero took the opportunity to step heavily on Hans’ face, borrowing the momentum to fall even faster.

After a distance of 5 meters, he did not aim and continued firing at the monster above him.

Flames flickered in the cave as the gunfire continued to ring out.

One sniper bullet after another shot through Hans’ body. Every time these little fellows passed by, they would leave a bloody hole the size of a fist on Hans’ body.

Hans screamed as he was shot. He raised his hand towards Zero, which had his arm cut off. The bones and flesh on the wound suddenly regenerated at a maddening speed.

In less than two seconds, Hans’ arm was completely regenerated.

He roared, and his fingers suddenly grew longer.

Bone and flesh multiplication!

His five fingers were like sharp blades stabbing towards Zero. Zero was unable to open fire. He had no choice but to swing his sniper rifle to block Hans’ straight thrust.

The claw like finger stabbed into the sniper rifle, and the sharp sound of friction with metal tortured his ears.

He let go of the sniper at once and swiped at the small of his back. The M500 appeared in his hand.

He raised his right hand and fired.

The large-caliber revolver was roaring. The 50 warheads with over 3000 joules of kinetic energy instantly sank into the magazine of the sniper rifle and immediately blew up Ellen’s favorite Falcon series sniping device.

Flowing bullets rained down, mostly on Hans’ body.

Zero was hit too, one in each of his calves and shoulders.

The blood was like a blossoming flower. It fell to the ground, leaving behind streaks of blood.

The whole process from landing to the intense battle in mid-air took less than a dozen seconds.

However, in these ten seconds, he had already reached the bottom of the hole.

At the bottom, he was slightly stunned.

Beneath the cave, a meaty egg that was as tall as a small hill trembled slightly.

The familiar scene evoked zero memories, not of the gold-devouring wormhole he had seen a few days earlier.

When it hit the egg, it sank down abruptly. The skin that looked like it could not withstand the force of the fall was torn apart.

The zero continued to fall, but it fell into an abnormally thick liquid.

He didn’t know if it was the golden bug’s body fluid or something else, but it acted as an excellent buffer.

The meaty egg was like a deflating balloon that was constantly being devoured. The viscous liquid flowed out in all directions.

Within this layer of liquid, he rolled to the ground and rolled across some of the dung like soft mud. Fortunately, his hands and feet were not broken.

As for Hans, he was unlucky. The sniper rifle exploded at close range, causing a deviation in the trajectory of Hans’ fall.

The shockwave from the explosion sent him crashing into the wall of the cave. Along the way, he knocked against the magnetic field and caused countless rocks to shatter.

Finally, the meaty egg that served as a buffer was also eaten, so Hans fell heavily to the ground.

His head hit the floor first, and the vertebrae of his neck were shattered by the impact.

Then, his body fell onto the ground. In the instant of contact, the huge impact caused all the bone spikes on Hans’ back to shatter. The spine and waist that were hidden underneath were also smashed into smithereens.

Such a direct intimate kiss with the ground caused a violent shock that momentarily confused Hans.

Zero climbed up from the ground. He frowned as he stared at Hans’ mountain of flesh.

Even the explosives could not thoroughly take care of this monster, so he probably needed to use a strategic missile to blow it into smithereens.

He studied the structure of the cave again, considering the possibility of closing it off and trapping Hans here forever.

As he walked, Zero suddenly kicked something.

His head was upside down, but he was a rotund cocoon.

The cocoon was yellow-brown, and the skin was as hard as a coconut shell.

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He looked at the cocoon and then at the egg that he had already destroyed, trying to figure out the connection between the two.

However, at this moment, the cocoon split open with a “peng” sound.

Soon after, countless hair-sized slits spread out.

The cocoon trembled as if something was about to come out.