Warlord

Under the night sky, an old looking car, a large truck, and two armored chariots were driving towards Windmill Town.

In the black sedan, Saurun crossed his hands between his legs and closed his eyes to rest.

Ever since he had accepted the task of killing Zerom, after a day of reorganizing his troops, Saurun had taken his private army and set off for the Death God Ridge. There was information about the battle between the White-headed Eagle and Zero. After they entered the Death God Ridge, there was no news of them at all. However, from the observations of the Parkland family intelligence officers, the unprovoked explosion of the flames at Death’s Ridge and the destruction of the Lorraine Bridge not long ago, it was evident that the battle between the two of them was still ongoing.

This surprised Saurun.

Not only was the White-headed Eagle an expert sniper, it was also an expert in jungle combat. Under his chase, Zero didn’t seem to be dead yet. This made Saurun unable to figure out if Zero’s luck was too good, or if Lan Qi’s killing skills were worse than before.

But it didn’t matter, because he was here. Having reached the fourth stage of Fire Elemental Mastery, the gene sequence in Saurun’s body made room for an advanced ability. This meant that Saurun’s strength had increased tremendously. After analyzing the data from the previous encounter with defeat, Saurun was very clear on how to fight this battle.

He would no longer take the risk and play the game of guerrilla warfare with zero. As long as he followed the usual strategy, Saurun’s absolute advantage in military strength would be able to win against zero. In fact, if he was willing to sacrifice Windmill Town, Saurun could have completely destroyed this town along with Zero.

Of course, it must be done. Sauron did not want to do that. This would cause quite a bit of negative public opinion in the family, and would even cause a few hostile companies to make a scene. Saurun wasn’t stupid enough to drag his family down.

When Windmill Town was in sight, Lan Qi’s figure appeared in the light of the powerful lights on the armored chariot that was driving to protect the ship.