Tokyo: Parasite

Chapter 435 205: Beheading Again

"Machine gunner, move fifteen centimeters to the left."

The machine gunner on the military vehicle did not dare to question this extremely micro-control order, and fired towards the empty place in silence.

Sizzle.

The bullet seemed to have been shot into the water, making a sound similar to steam leaking.

It seemed that the place was not empty, but was filled with neatly arranged rows of canned soda.

The troops immediately became as though they were facing a formidable enemy, and were only waiting for further orders before pouring down their fire in that direction.

William, who was floating in the air, was not surprised at all. He nodded slightly, landed in front of them and waved.

"Okay, leave it to me from now on, you guys evacuate."

Upon hearing this, the troop realized that a big guy was coming and immediately began to retreat as quickly as possible.

As they left, wisps of purple smoke gathered together and slowly formed a human shape.

"You are Heath of the Soul Assembly." William used to be the head of the intelligence department of the Special Affairs Bureau. After leaving the job, he also paid attention to intelligence gathering, not to mention Augustus' right-hand man like Heath.

Heath didn't answer, but just raised the purple lightning sword.

In addition to the purple patterns flowing on the sword, the Purple Lightning Sword now also has a hint of subtle golden color.

"I'm afraid you also have a share of the credit for the Nature Kingdom's invasion of the south this time." William looked around and shook his head slightly.

They were on a scorched earth with corpses and body parts scattered all over the ground.

There are animal ones and there are human ones.

He came here this time to deal with a large group of werewolves, but it seems that the Soul Assembly does not want him to complete it smoothly.

"What a nest of snakes and rats—"

As soon as William finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in front of Heath, swinging a punch of pure power.

Duang!

Heath used the sword to block the attack, and half of his foot sank into the ground. The corpses and dust around him were cleared away by the strong wind.

The purple electric current from the Purple Lightning Sword quickly flowed along William's fist and coiled up like a climbing vine.

"Humph!"

William snorted coldly, and exerted force with his fist again. A white mist spread out from his body, instantly suppressing the purple electric current and withdrawing it from his arm.

Heath twisted the sword and slashed it out, emitting a deep purple sword energy.

William dodged by slightly turning sideways, not giving Heath any chance to create distance.

The two ended their probing and started a fierce battle without any reservation.

The earth trembled, huge trees fell down in large numbers, the ice and snow melted, and even the pine needles vaporized into green smoke.

The purple sword energy advanced in a spiral shape, carrying dense electric wires, melting glassy grooves in the snow wherever it passed.

William's eyes were cold, and the white mist emanating from his body was like a substance, condensing into a white giant behind him. Countless mist threads burst out from his chest, tightly wrapping around the purple lightning sword in an exploding spiral state, forcing its speed to drop rapidly.

"He's not a very good person, but his sword is very good."

William taunted.

Heath's right arm suddenly expanded, exploding his clothes and revealing a black monster-like limb. This sudden force broke the mist threads wrapped around the sword, and the purple lightning sword burst out with lightning again, stabbing towards William's heart.

brush!
The two of them crossed paths, leaving a deep gully in the scarred land.

Heath's right arm slowly dropped, his palm trembling slightly.

William's clothes on his chest were cut open, blood was oozing out, and there was an obvious stab wound.

“This sword.”

William felt the numbness in his wound and finally understood why Heath was willing to go to such lengths to hurt him.

This sword is poisonous.

And it was not an ordinary poison. With his current physical condition, even extraordinary poisons would have little effect on him. But he could feel the energy at the wound was difficult to deal with. Not only was it difficult to suppress, but if the suppression force was weaker, it would spread.

This means that whenever he is injured, he has to devote some of his strength to suppressing the wound.

And as the number of wounds increases, more power is released.

This is a means of accelerating consumption. The only good news is that he now knows the consequences and will be more careful.

It is inevitable that there will be more restrictions.

Heath calmed his hands that were trembling due to the brief outburst, gripped the Purple Lightning Sword again, looked William straight in the eye, and said his first words of the day.

"continue."

instant!
boom!
"How's the situation with William?"

"According to the latest response from the troops, he was entangled by a mysterious supernatural being. The opponent is very strong and has been fighting with him for almost a whole day and night!" The staff wiped the sweat from his forehead and reported to Bush Sr. while secretly observing the thick black smoke outside the window.

The troops of the Kingdom of Nature have invaded Huazhou!
In fact, considering the border between the two countries, this is not surprising. In addition, the other party is an extraordinary force. As long as they are willing to pay any price, they can break through the defense line.

However, the troops that could break through in this way could only be a small number and elite. After all, the dense defense circle they deployed was not for show!
It is better not to move the capital if possible. Once the capital is moved, it means that large areas will be abandoned and the people there will lose protection.

Either evacuate with the troops, or stay where you are and pray that the troops of the Natural Kingdom will abide by the Geneva Convention.

Uh, it seems that the natural kingdom has never signed any conventions with human society.

However, if the situation is urgent, the president can board Air Force One first, stay in the air directly, and give remote commands.

But after the Air Force was attacked by a large and desperate flock of birds, he completely gave up the idea.

Once he goes to heaven, his fate is no longer in his own hands.

"How many werewolves broke in?" Bush Sr. stood outside the window, his voice hoarse.

"Estimated to be around a hundred, all of them are elite wolves, very intelligent. We suspect the leading werewolf is Sandberg." The staff gritted their teeth.

Thunberg, Thunberg! This is the disgrace of humanity, a complete traitor!
But in the final analysis, it seems that we can only blame the "environmental protection" issue they raised in the first place.

It was originally intended to be used to restrict developing countries and be used as a business, but now it has cultivated such a thing that is so environmentally minded that it is willing to destroy its own country.

A typical case of playing with one's own fire. Every penny of funding they give to NGOs has become a werewolf pouncing on them.

There are several extraordinary people from the time when they were the President around Bush Sr., but they are all relatively ordinary and don't have any special abilities. They have no problem fighting the elite werewolves one-on-one or even one-on-several, but with hundreds of them, they can't be expected to intercept them.

As long as you don't run away, you will be worthy of the loyalty you made when you joined the army.

The staff thought the president was too embarrassed to run away, so they made full use of the necessity of their positions and began to advise: "Mr. President, as long as there is life, there is hope! Keep your strength and fight again another day!"

Bush clenched his fists and unclenched them, then bowed his head dejectedly and accepted the reality: "Prepare the motorcade and go to New York."

The staff breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and hurried to make arrangements.

He still didn't understand the deepest reason why Bush was unwilling to be thorough.

At the beginning, the previous commander-in-chief was in this white palace. Even though he knew that the Natural Kingdom was very likely to attack him, he still refused to retreat. He just went to the underground safe house and prepared for a protracted war.

Finally, he died on the job.

He could even imagine that if he could make a last statement before his death, it would definitely be for the whole country to continue to fight and not surrender.

Now, he, who had been watching and doing nothing, and even fanning the flames, had ended up with the same fate. How ridiculous.

It was like being hit hard on the forehead by a boomerang.

shhhhhh!
A sharp, piercing sound brought Bush Sr. back to his senses. The source of the sound seemed to come from above, like a cannonball!
Bush Sr. quickly ran out of the Oval Office, and the two extraordinary people guarding the door hurriedly followed him. The three of them ran madly on the aisle and just happened to meet the staff who came back to report.

"go!"

Doom!

The ceiling shook, and dust and the portraits of past presidents on the wall fell synchronously, hitting the ground with a clanging sound.

Several people squatted on the ground, covering their heads with their hands. After the shaking subsided a little, Bush Sr. looked back at the office door in embarrassment. It seemed as if it had been knocked against the wall of the corridor by some huge impact force.

"Come on!"

After all, Bush Sr. was a man of strong body, so he recovered immediately, stood up and walked briskly.

The two extraordinary people also hurriedly followed.

"Wait, wait for me! Mr. President!"

The aide cried and got up, following behind on weak legs.

The werewolf-turned Thornburg got off the giant wolf-eagle, looked around the empty office, and sneered.

"You can't escape."

For this operation, he deliberately arranged to gather a large-scale force from Minnesota to attack, which really attracted Bush Sr. to send William to deal with it, and then he was successfully held back by Heath.

He led a group of elite wolves to raid Washington State head-on, implementing an old-fashioned but effective decapitation tactic.

But that group of wolves was actually a cover-up, the real killer move was the paratroopers!

buzzing.

Below, the roar of the motor was heard. Sandberg smiled lightly and jumped out of the window.

"Hurry up! Spread out. They probably don't know which car we are in."

The driver stepped on the accelerator and ran over the valuable lawn - he had wanted to try this for a long time!

The convoy was broken up into smaller units, with military vehicles responsible for protection leading the rear, and fully automatic AI defense turrets installed above them.

Bang bang bang!
Boo!
Several ordinary eagle wolves screamed, blood splattered on the spot, and they fell to the ground weakly.

Although flying animals assimilated into the wolf family are convenient, their defense is the weakest.

Ordinary bullets can cause damage to them, let alone this kind of special countermeasure weapon.

However, Sandberg does not rely mainly on them.

"Ouch——"

Sandberg let out a wolf howl, and more than twenty elite werewolves jumped down from the wolf eagle, roaring and hitting the ground or the roof of the car.

Bang!
The turrets were dismantled one by one, the roofs were torn apart like paper, and the drivers or bodyguards inside were torn out amid screams.

"Ahhhhh!!"

One car after another lost control, crashed to one side, rolled over several times, and lost the ability to maneuver.

The military vehicle at the rear stopped, and the soldiers inside held up their guns and tried to form a defensive circle.

chug.

Although their special firearms could pose a slight hindrance to the werewolves, they were doomed to be powerless to resist as they were free from their protection and their bodies were exposed to the werewolves' sharp claws and fangs.

Sandberg coldly inserted his claws into the tender abdomen of the commander in front of him, and tore out the intestines in the other's desperate eyes.

Ridiculous compatriots, why can't you understand that only nature is eternal.

They, humans, are all shameless cancer cells that are possessed by it!
Since you cannot recognize the reality, we can only give you "chemotherapy" and "targeted therapy".

"Found you, Mr. President!"

Sandberg slammed into a car, tearing off a large piece of the roof, and showed his werewolf smile to the panicked people inside.

"Give me--"

chua!

Before Sandberg could finish his words, he suddenly disappeared from the roof of the car, as if he was carried away by something.

"That was just now."

An extraordinary bodyguard seemed to see a slightly familiar face.

He looked at another extraordinary person and said in unison.

"Captain Jamie?!"

Boom!
The figure crushed Sandberg to the ground, as if using Sandberg as a skateboard, plowing a long mark on the ground until it hit the cornerstone of the fence outside the white palace.

Jamie looked up at the few remaining soldiers who were still resisting beside the military vehicle. He was about to rush over to save them, but the next second, he saw the soldier took out a button from the dead commander's pocket and pressed it without hesitation.

With a loud bang, a huge fireball exploded, blowing the werewolves around them and themselves into a state of blood foam.

Jamie looked stunned, but soon he returned to his indifference and looked back at Sandberg who was slowly getting up from the ground.

"You really deserve to die!!!"

A pair of blood-red wings appeared behind Jamie, his eyes turned red, he grabbed Sandberg's neck and flew into the sky.

"Ha, cough, cough, haha, you are stubborn and stubborn. Country, race, everything is insignificant in front of nature, but you insist on carrying this empty reputation. Aren't you tired?" Sandberg showed no fear, only mockery on his face.

"Then what are you?!"

Jamie grabbed his arm and tore it off, leaving it incomplete.

Sandberg groaned and looked towards the north with longing eyes.

Ultimately, he failed and died before he could accomplish his goal. He was too reckless. He thought that Jamie, who had disappeared for a long time, was completely disappointed with mankind, but he didn't expect that he was still so stupid.

Poor, poor thing.

The nearby wolves, hawks, and falcons rushed over to try to save Thornburg, but in front of the furious Jamie, they quickly turned into lifeless pieces of flesh and blood.

"Don't go to your death." Sandberg gave the last order with difficulty.

The hawks and falcons around began to circle around but refused to leave.

"Give me, die!"

As long as those things don't continue to harass him, Jamie won't bother to deal with them. Now he just wants this guy in his hand to die! The more miserable the death, the better!

He tore off one of his arms again, rose to a height of a hundred meters, grabbed his neck, pressed him down, and sprinted down at high speed.

Sandberg seemed to vaguely see a black dot approaching rapidly in the distance.

"Ouch!!"

The Wolf Lord transformed into a giant black dragon and arrived in an instant.

(End of this chapter)