Chapter 2257 — Startled
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Worried about Old Thirteen's condition, Old Six could only press down the horror in his heart for the moment and keep walking forward. But he had not gone far when he saw what lay within the crater—and even a man who had witnessed his share of killings could not help but go numb!
In the crater, Old Thirteen had died with his eyes wide open, refusing to close them. His jaw was already partly missing, his four limbs were gone entirely, and a great bloody hole gaped in his chest and abdomen—as horrifying as horrifying could be, as though he had been blown apart by a bomb!
Such a gruesome way to die sent a chill of dread through Old Six. Had the other side used some kind of nuclear weapon? After all, for Heaven Rank experts, ordinary bombs and grenades had next to no effect—even bazookas and armor-piercing shells would only wound them if they were caught off guard!
But to blast a Heaven Rank expert to a pulp—that would take something like missiles or nuclear weapons. Yet if such weapons had truly been used, could the Ulanhot Mountains still be standing?
Besides, although Ruileida Town was one of those private armed towns under no one's jurisdiction, and the nominal small nation above it would not interfere, even for the Tagan family, getting their hands on atomic bombs and missiles was no simple matter—all but impossible.
So in his heart, he still leaned toward this being the work of an expert—but just what caliber of expert?
Originally, Old Six had come here bent on avenging his brother, but by now the desire for revenge was no longer so urgent. He had to find out just who possessed such heaven-shaking might, who had caused such immense destruction.
This person was nothing short of a formidable enemy to the sect! All these years, the sect had been scheming with all its heart toward that great undertaking, and it was on the verge of coming to pass—there must be no slip-up at this critical hour!
At that thought, Old Six first stowed Old Thirteen's corpse into a bag. As for the missing limbs, there was no finding them now; all that could be seen was Old Thirteen's body, reduced to something like a human stick.
He was desperate to know the cause of Old Thirteen's death, but what concerned him more was his own safety—and the safety of Old Twelve and the others down the mountain!
Hurriedly taking out a sheet of paper, Old Six wrote on it: "The enemy is too strong. If a powerful figure comes down the mountain, do not strike rashly. Focus your investigation on those two, Zhang Naipao and his companion, but if there are experts accompanying them, do not act on impulse!"
Having written his instructions, Old Six drew from his robes a bird resembling a carrier pigeon—but it was no pigeon at all, rather an ancient spirit beast, used in ancient times by the various sects to relay messages. In both intelligence and speed, it far surpassed any carrier pigeon.
Only, there were few of them left in the sect these days. Old Six had brought this one out this time precisely so that word could be sent back to their master in time.
Folding the note he had written, he tied it to the ancient bird's leg. Then Old Six let go and gave his order: "Go. Find Old Twelve!"
The ancient bird shot up and flew swiftly down the mountain! And Old Six, having concealed the fluctuations of true qi from his own body, began to search warily around the great hall! (To be continued..)
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