Chapter 609: Chapter 41: Who Am I?
Magic could only counter magic!
This was said by an unnamed old man from the ‘Mystical Side’.
Ever since hearing this, Kandater, as an ‘outsider’, had deeply agreed with the statement.
Therefore, after using his identity to place a bounty on Jason, he immediately dispatched his well-prepared backup plan, a highly unique assassin who mastered the true meaning of ‘Mystical Side’ strength.
This backup plan was originally intended for that major general.
To directly implement a decapitation strategy against the ‘Ground Reconnaissance Bureau’, in one fell swoop, to destroy the entire bureau!
Kandater truly hated that major general to the bone.
The man was like a spring that, no matter how much pressure was applied, would bounce back even more ferociously. Every time, when they thought they had driven him into a corner, he would counterattack desperately, and under his command, the ground forces inflicted tremendous losses upon them.
"Otherwise, I would suggest to the elders that we retreat.”
Kandater thought to himself.
Then, he began to feel his breathing becoming troubled.
It was a normal reaction to increased stress.
It was as much a habit of this body as it was an influence of the ‘Assaulter’ Talent.
When he felt something was terrifying, fearful, he would feel the pressure.
Such pressure could have a severe response on his body and abilities.
Sometimes, it might even be lethal.
But he and many other ‘Assaulters’ had already found a solution: shifting attention.
As long as attention was diverted, there wouldn’t be any pressure!
To divert his attention and rid himself of the pressure brought about by those two shadows, Kandater started focusing on a name that had recently caught his eye: Jason. ṜΆŊǑＢËŜ
A third-rate writer from the ‘Mystical Side’, yet a powerful combatant capable of engaging in head-on battles with over 10 ‘Scouts’ and 1 ‘Assaulter’.
Remembering his photograph and information, Kandater’s mouth involuntarily twitched several times.
He had never seen someone tall and more muscular than a wrestler choose to become a writer.
And that hockey mask, machete!
No matter how you looked at it, it seemed more fitting for a serial killer, a psychopath!
But all that was now irrelevant.
What mattered was that the man had the ability to discern ‘Assaulters’.
Without this, he wouldn’t have caught his attention.
But now that he had, it was impossible for him to survive.
"It’s your bad luck to have run into me.”
"For the sake of my comrades-in-arms, you must die!”
Kandater silently reflected.
Then, he started thinking about the next step in his plan.
If Jason were dead, this batch of warriors returning to the ground would surely be under the highest level of surveillance; ‘Assaulters’ among them couldn’t possibly take action, and, with this unexpected assassination attempt, it was very likely that a number of them would be exposed.
Logically, they would have to go into deeper hiding.
That was the safest, most prudent course of action.
But Kandater was different.
He had a more insane, direct plan.
He would have the potentially exposed ‘Assaulters’ conduct suicidal attacks.
Then, he wanted to see what that old general would look like.
After all, some of them would have been close to him.
"The scene is bound to be spectacular!”
Thinking about this, Kandater couldn’t help laughing out loud, casually taking a sip of the tea on his desk.
He was not accustomed to anything on the surface.
Perhaps when the time came, he could keep a batch of ground people as slaves to cultivate more food, especially this kind of tea.
The flavor was really good.
With such thoughts, Kandater stood up and walked to the window to look down.
In his view, the ‘Kylin’ warship being built by the ground people was gradually completing. Observing the protruding, horn-like main cannon and the numerous secondary cannons on the ship’s massive hull, a mocking light flashed in Kandater’s eyes.
This so-called state-of-the-art flagship was also obsolete goods from decades ago to them.
Had it not been for the so-called ‘Mystical Side’, it wouldn’t have stood a chance.
With their invasion, the veil over those ‘Mystical Sides’ had been lifted as well.
They would eventually understand the power within.
And then become the rulers of the ground.
Just as they had done before.
"Thinking of stopping us? What a delusional fantasy!” Kandater thought, as his wrist-mounted computer vibrated.