Chapter 2551: Chapter 2551: Situation Has Changed
"I say, you’re a waste!"
The skinny man finished speaking, and everyone burst into laughter.
In their eyes, killing Merrill Caldwell was as easy as using an ox knife to kill a chicken, a piece of cake.
It wasn’t worth much attention at all.
Moreover, the Vanguard Camp’s nature has always been ostentatious.
They killed whoever they wanted; no one could control the Vanguard Camp except Silvio Reed.
"You hillbillies, do you know what this place is? This is Kunlun Mountain!" The man snorted disdainfully, "I’m from the Martin Family on Boulevard. Remember my face, so you can report it to the King of Hell later."
He waved his hand: "Kill them."
"Yes!"
Several Grandmasters behind the man quickly acted.
But within a matter of seconds,
all three Grandmasters lay in the snow.
Blood stained the white snow red.
Each Grandmaster had knife marks on their necks!
Killed with a single strike!
"You all..." The man surnamed Gao’s face changed instantly, shouting incredulously: "Are you humans or ghosts!"
Those were three genuine Grandmasters!
But in front of these hillbillies, they were utterly defeated!
"Kid, you’re so arrogant?" The goateed Deputy Commander walked over, grabbed the man’s jaw, and crushed it!
"Mmmm..." The man cried in pain, falling to his knees, kowtowing continuously.
"Haha, Kunlun Mountain truly is a gathering place for wastes." The Vanguard Camp members shook their heads in disappointment, drawing their swords swiftly!
Swoosh!
A head fell to the ground.
"A mere Grandmaster, trying to fight us? Who here isn’t a damn Grandmaster?" The goateed Deputy Commander laughed heartily, pointing to the buildings just three kilometers away, "Brothers, we’ve already made a sacrifice. Let’s go finish it up and enjoy ourselves!"
He sheathed his sword and sprinted across the snow!
The remaining five or six from the Vanguard Camp also dashed across the snow, leaving no trace, following closely behind!
Soon, the group arrived at the Caldwell Family’s gate.
There wasn’t even a guard.
The goateed Deputy Commander kicked the door open.
The inside was immensely empty.
They didn’t care if there was an ambush; they walked in straightaway.
What if there’s an ambush?
What if there isn’t?
They weren’t afraid of these tricks at all.
In the face of absolute strength, everything else is just fleeting clouds.
With weapons in hand, the group walked quickly through the courtyard and into the main hall.
Oddly, there was no one throughout the way.
When they reached the entrance of the main hall, they noticed a woman sitting in one of the chairs inside.
The goateed Deputy Commander took out a photo, compared it, quickly tore it, and tossed it into the snow.
"Merrill Caldwell?"
He asked.
"It’s me."
In the main hall, Merrill Caldwell sat in a chair, surrounded by maids.
The entire main hall contained only her and two maids.
"An empty fortress strategy?" The Deputy Commander rubbed his goatee and couldn’t help but laugh: "Too bad, you’re no Zhuge Wolong, and we’re not Sima Yi."
These individuals marched in.
Standing just ten meters away from Merrill Caldwell.
Ten meters.
No one could survive the Vanguard Camp’s blade at such a distance!
"Report to the Fourth Master, I’m ready to act." The goateed Deputy Commander smiled and said: "After the job, we can rest well. The Caldwell’s surroundings are nice indeed."
"My Caldwell Family is indeed nice, but you are not guests, you can’t stay in the rooms. I will bury your bodies in the white snow, letting you endure the pain of cold." Merrill Caldwell spoke, her tone very cold.
"You’re scaring us to death." Someone interrupted, and everyone gathered together, laughing uproariously.
"It seems you don’t realize your death is imminent?" Merrill Caldwell’s lips curled slightly, filled with disdain.
"From now, you have at most..."
She paused: "Ten seconds left."
"Haha, ten seconds! Ten seconds are enough for me to chop your head off hundreds of times."
Someone was already eager, ready to act.
But at that moment.
A wind suddenly rose.
This wind was different from others!
The Vanguard Camp members turned to look outside.
On the vast snowy ground, a yellow sandstorm suddenly rose!
The sandstorm filled the sky!
In this snowy plain, it was particularly glaring!
Coincidentally, someone from the Vanguard Camp had their phone out, recording the scene, and was transmitting it live to Silvio Reed’s location.
"What’s that?"
Someone frowned, sensing the sandstorm’s strangeness.
"Probably this woman trying to play tricks." The goateed Deputy Commander ignored the sandstorm, turned, raised his weapon, and targeted Merrill Caldwell.
Just as he was about to act!
The sand filled the entire hall directly.
"Deputy Commander, we can’t see clearly."
Someone shouted.
The sandstorm was so strong that many couldn’t open their eyes.
"Don’t panic, such a small trick, watch me break it!" The goateed man swung his sword fiercely!
But the force vanished without a trace in the sandstorm, like a cow into the sea!
"What’s going on?"
It was only then that the goateed man realized something was wrong.
"Not good! Everyone be careful!"
He spoke with a solemn expression.
The Vanguard Camp quickly formed a circle to understand their surroundings.
In the small main hall, how could they not draw their swords?
The sandstorm seemed to have some resistance, repelling them.
A crunching sound!
Suddenly, accompanied by a scream.
Blood splattered on everyone’s faces.
"Judging by the voice... it seems like... Nash Will?"
The Deputy Commander was shocked and quickly shouted: "Nash Will, if you hear me, say something!"
But there was no response.
They couldn’t see, but they could still feel it.
The pungent smell of blood and the sound of a body hitting the ground made them feel pressured for the first time!
"There’s a tough one here, brothers, watch out!" The Deputy Commander turned and wildly swung his sword!
But there were no results at all!
"Are you guys from Silvio?" A voice sounded at this time.
"Nonsense, we are the Vanguard Camp under Silvio! I don’t care who you are, best stay out of this! Otherwise, we won’t spare you!"
The goateed man spoke very arrogantly.
"Since you are Silvio’s men, then you deserve to die!"
Marcellus Lopez suddenly appeared before the goateed man.
Up close, the man barely opened his eyes and saw a skeleton!
"Who... who are you?" The Deputy Commander slashed out, only for it to be caught by Marcellus Lopez.
"Kneel!"
Marcellus Lopez spoke coldly.
"How dare you!" The Deputy Commander was still stubborn.
"I am the General King of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, ranked above Silvio. Why shouldn’t you kneel to me?" Marcellus Lopez finished speaking and pierced a finger into the goateed man’s chest!
An overwhelming sense of pressure instantly hit!
"Attack!"
The goateed man endured the excruciating pain, just about to retaliate, but found his body couldn’t move.
And those skeleton soldiers, slowly gathering, surrounded the few of them!
"Won’t kneel? Then you’ll die miserably." Marcellus Lopez pointed again!
Shattering the goateed man’s arm!
