"Whoa!" Erend widened his eyes when he saw the man's body shred into small pieces right before his eyes.
The blood of that man of course also soaked his body. But for Erend, who was used to being covered in blood, he didn't even think it was something important to mention.
It's just, the power of the Magic seems to be slightly increased than before.
Shotgun shells are indeed very lethal if they hit you from a short distance. But if the shells manage to shred someone's body like this, that means the Magic had increased its power many times over.
Erend saw another man holding the shotgun cock his shotgun again.
Erend dashed at high speed and then hit the shotgun before the man could fire it.
The shotgun shattered into pieces. Erend then did the same thing he had done earlier.
He strangled the man's neck and then activated [Dragon's Claw] while his fingers pressed against his neck.
[ Skill activated: Dragon Claw (Lv.1) ]
*CRAAATTT!*
Erend then threw the man's body away after he died.
Then he proceeded to kill the remaining infected men.
Geralt opened his eyes with difficulty. His chest ached from the shotgun fire he received from point-blank range and was in complete shock.
He is now leaning against one of the containers. When his eyes slowly opened, Geralt was shocked to see what was in front of his eyes.
Soldiers in tactical suit fight with soldiers who act as ship crews and pirates.
"What... what the..."
Geralt was at a loss for words as he began to be able to see everything and process it in his head.
Splattered blood even drowned some of their dead soldiers.
Not only blood, but when Geralt frowned to be able to see with more focus, he also saw organs scattered all over the body.
"Shit!"
Geralt immediately jumped to his feet.
But the pain in his chest made him wince and groan.
However, it didn't take long for Geralt to act.
Up there the helicopter is still flying. That means, he still has a chance to escape.
From the helicopter, there were also shots fired toward the soldiers who acted as the ship's crew and had gone mad.
Whoever was there, they were shooting at the soldiers from a safe position.
"Lower the rope now! I'm going up!" Geralt shouted over his radio to the pilot in the helicopter.
But all he heard was a rustle. Which meant that the radio signal couldn't reach anyone.
Geralt gritted his teeth and cursed. 'I have to find a way so that everyone in the helicopter can hear me!'
Geralt didn't care about what happened to his soldiers. In a situation like this, he had to save himself first.
The training had suddenly turned into extreme chaos. At this rate, he could only cancel this training and return to headquarters to report everything.
'What's this? Is this an attack from another country? or a terrorist group?'
Questions raced through Geralt's head as he walked away from the scene of the commotion behind him.
'Regardless, I have to get out of here safely. If I'm the only one who manages to survive on my own, I'll just have to come up with an excuse the General can accept.'
"AAARRRGHHH!!!"
Suddenly Geralt heard a scream from the side.
He turned and found Erend who was fighting six armed men.
Erend stomped his foot on the head of the man whose mouth was open from screaming earlier.
Erend's leg crushed the man's head. Then he proceeded to fight the remaining soldiers.
"What the fuck? Is that Drake?!"
Geralt saw Erend fight them all with incredible ferocity, speed, and strength. Geralt opened his eyes wide.
'How can he move like that?'
Geralt saw Erend kill them with his bare hands. Or is it so?
Geralt wasn't sure because Erend looked like he was using a sharp weapon to rip their throats.
*BANG!*
One of the mad soldiers shot Erend with a shotgun from behind him.
However, Erend didn't even flinch after being hit by a shotgun from that close range. It made Geralt shocked.
He didn't expect that the strength of a person who had served five years in the bunker would become like that.
Shots from above then came to support Erend.
Finally, Erend was able to deal with the mad soldiers more quickly. He killed them all easily.
Then Geralt narrowed his eyes. He saw something strange through the visible slit on Erend's tactical armor.
There was something black and red covering the back of his neck. The rest, Geralt could not see more clearly because it was all covered in his suit.
'Is that part of the suit?'
While Geralt was watching Erend, he didn't notice that a tear of space-time opened behind him.
Someone came out of the tear and immediately wrapped his arms around Geralt's neck.
Geralt grabs the man's hand. But the force of the stranglehold on his neck was very strong.
Geralt then grabbed the dagger from his waist. But before Geralt could stab his dagger at the man, the man already slashed the machete he was carrying into Geralt's thigh.
*CRAAATTT!*
"AAARGGHH!"
Geralt screamed loudly feeling the pain in his thigh.
After that, he manage to thrust his dagger into the eyes of the man who was strangling him from behind.
*CRAATTT!*
Geralt managed to stab his dagger. The man released the grip on his neck and Geralt fell down and coughed.
The pain from the slash on his thigh was surprisingly wide. The wound made it difficult for him to move.
But the madman possessed by evil Magic didn't stop even though there was a dagger in his eye.
He lunged at Geralt and then raised his machete.
Just then a rock shot from behind Geralt towards the man's head.
*CRAAATTT!*
The rock not only hit him but directly destroyed his head. The man fell headless before Geralt.
When Geralt turned around, he saw Erend standing staring at him.
Without saying anything, Erend ran towards the other side of the ship and disappeared behind the container.
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