Ark Chess Player

W's words should be concise and to the point. Saying more would only make her seem too eager, which would put her at a disadvantage during the negotiation.

Shattered Bones slowly tightened his grip on the musket handle, coldly staring at W, his mind replaying the other's words.

To his surprise, W did not lie, nor did she have any reason to lie.

Bonecrusher wasn't interested in the rumors about Mephisto, but he had indeed heard about them.

Even Frostnova had reminded him to keep an eye on Mephisto during the Lungmen raid.

Considering all the factors he experienced today, he could vaguely discern an answer, a question he had always been unwilling to think about.

Suddenly, Broken Bones felt incredibly weary. He tilted his head back and rested it against the filthy wall, completely oblivious to the dust that had settled on his once-white short hair. After all, someone as corrupted as himself was already utterly filthy; why should he care about such a little dirt?

After his teacher disappeared, the Reunion Movement remained his refuge.

But as time has passed, things have changed, people have changed, and everything is no longer the same as before.

"Talulah".

The broken bones slowly opened their mouths.

He looked up at W, his eyes gleaming.

"Your goal is Talulah, right?"

“I take back what I said before. You are smarter than I thought... by more than a little bit.”

W wanted to applaud Broken Bones, but she wasn't sure of Broken Bones' stance, so she didn't.

"Clap clap clap."

Well, she couldn't help but clap her hands.

"How did you deduce that, Detective Shattered Bones?" W asked curiously.

Shattered Bones stared blankly at the other man, a hint of despair in his voice. "This mission wasn't what Talulah described—an operation for the sake of our Reunion comrades. I only saw pointless sacrifices, suicide attacks that disregarded victory or defeat. These people who trusted us, who had just joined us, were being pushed to their deaths. This is revenge, revenge against this city, not an action for the future of the Infected. This is completely different from what Talulah said..."

"Clap clap clap."

"At a time like this, you're still clapping."

Broken Bones looked up somewhat displeased, but W in front of him looked astonished because her hand hadn't moved at all.

In the empty ruins, there is a third person besides W and Shattered Bones.

Chapter 336 Life Consultation (4K)

"who is it?"

W felt a chill run down her spine.

This was the ambush she had set up. Besides the Reunion soldiers, nearly twenty Sarkaz mercenaries were lurking in the undergrowth, ruins, and sand dunes. Even during the Chernobog siege, the Reunion only deployed forty-seven Sarkaz mercenaries. Shamefully, forty of them died at the hands of the Kingslayer…

This means that the person who was able to break in here must have at least the same strength as the King Killer.

W calmed his mind, listened to the sound to pinpoint the location, raised his gun, and aimed in one smooth motion!

"How could it be you?!"

Upon discovering who it was, W was so surprised he nearly pulled the trigger.

The woman wore a form-fitting night outfit that perfectly showcased her slender, youthful figure. Her delicate legs swayed slightly, and her high heels eerily remained silent. She moved with the grace of a cat, her steps as stealthy as a shadow. This outfit wasn't just for blending into the night; its matte finish prevented light reflection and also enhanced her mobility.

Products from the Borderless Army are guaranteed to be of the highest quality.

"Chaoshan!!"

W called out the other person's name.

Asayama, leader of the military intelligence team without borders.

In the gray areas of the Terra world, there was once a mercenary organization that everyone knew and was famous for.

Every Sarkaz who fled Kazdel longed to join the Army Without Borders. It was said that there they could find true refuge, no longer have to live a nomadic life, and have a place they could call "home."

Young W was skeptical at the time; she wasn't the kind of little girl who would believe rumors easily.

By chance, her mercenary group took on a guard duty. The casualties on that mission were beyond imagination. Their enemy was not ordinary bandits, nor other mercenary groups, but—the royal guards of Kazdel.

The outcome of the battle was never in doubt; no matter how hard the mercenary group tried, it was nothing more than a death struggle against the regular army.

Before falling into a coma, W, battered and bruised, saw her light.

That light was so dazzling that she, born in the darkness, could never forget it.

Young W later learned that the employer for that escort mission was Babel Tower, a mysterious organization and the predecessor of Rhodes Island. At that time, Babel Tower was incredibly powerful, with the Army Without Borders being part of it, and it easily crushed even the royal guards of Kazdel.

The person W feared most was none other than Dr. Lin Lu, the boss of the Tower of Babel and the BOSS of Borderless.

The legendary battlefield commander manipulated schemes with effortless ease, deceiving everyone. His hired Sarkaz guards were all smokescreens, used to confuse the enemy; his own unit required no protection. Not only was he personally overseeing the operation, but the mercenaries of the Borderless Army were also on guard, ensuring no one could break in.

If it weren't for Princess Theresa's intervention to protect the unsuspecting warriors, the Babel Tower team would have left unscathed, and their hired forces would have been wiped out, severing all ties and eliminating any fear of retaliation.

This is the strategy of battlefield commander Lin Lü: cold and ruthless, treating mercenaries as efficient tools of war, like fast food, ready to be eaten and discarded.

The evil spirit of the Tower of Babel, the destroyer of the world.

However, it was precisely because of this that W had the opportunity to learn about Theresa and the Army Without Borders.

This legendary mercenary organization broke ties with Babel due to internal strife, and since then, no one has heard of them again. Even their omnipotent battlefield commander vanished, as if evaporated into thin air, leaving no trace.

W, who has always believed that Lin Lu is connected to Princess Theresa's death, has been relentlessly pursuing clues about him. She wants to know the truth of what happened, and whoever killed the princess, she will personally avenge her!

This is why W went so crazy upon seeing the amnesiac Lin Lu, believing he was running away from the mistakes he had made. Using amnesia as an excuse wouldn't work; she would use any means necessary to force Lin Lu to tell the truth. If it weren't for that old woman Kal'tsit interfering, she wouldn't be here now; she'd be somewhere in Terra torturing Lin Lu.

Even W, who is well-informed, only met with an old friend of the Army Without Borders today.

"W, it's been so long! You've grown up—wow, you're so big! How can you be so big!"

Asahi greeted W openly, her gaze sweeping over the Sarkaz girl before her from top to bottom. When she saw the prominent peaks of W's chest, her eyes changed instantly, turning into the look of someone encountering a class enemy.

Even the simplest gray shirt couldn't hide W's impressive figure; it didn't detract from her beauty at all, but rather made her even more alluring through the contrast. She was captivating from the first glance, impossible to look away from.

Asayama subconsciously raised his hands and placed them in front of his chest. Compared to W, the two were like an apple and a watermelon. Was that reasonable?

"It's only been three years..."

"How did it get so big..."

"Are the Sarkaz people really that well-nourished...?"

Asayama muttered to herself, she began to doubt the meaning of life, and couldn't help but gasp, feeling a pang of heartache.

Actually, she's not exactly small, well, not at all. Because of childhood abuse, her body didn't develop properly. Most importantly, based on Chaoshan's understanding of the BOSS, don't be fooled by his seemingly upright appearance; he actually prefers large women. This is probably Chaoshan's lifelong regret. Women dress to please men, but she can only silently padded herself with crystal dumpling pads, like layering armor…

"Chaoshan, why are you here? Answer me."

W did not put down the gun in her hand. She spoke calmly, not at all like a friend meeting.

Chaoshan was not angry about this; her every move seemed to have been rehearsed countless times, exuding a unique beauty.

"Don't be nervous. I'm just here to meet the BOSS's first student, or rather, his only disciple."

Chaoshan turned to look at Suigu, who was now on high alert and preparing to flank her from behind. She shook her head and said, "Too slow, not determined, and too many tricks. If you were a member of my team, with your flawed stealth, I would make sure you have a very memorable night."

"Shut up!"

Broken Bones had no intention of having a heart-to-heart talk with the other party. If there was anything he wanted to say, then he should say it slowly in the cell!

Chaoshan shook her head again, somewhat helpless. Are all kids these days so disobedient?

"Seriously, they lack discipline."

Chaoshan said calmly, and then began to move.

Suddenly, everything went black before his eyes. Before he could react, a cold touch came from the back of his head. The next second, his nose made intimate contact with the ground, his entire face buried in the earth. The dust that rose up filled his mouth and nose, mixing with blood, causing him to cough uncontrollably, his throat burning with pain.

Asayama appeared behind Suigu without anyone noticing, and she pinned Suigu to the ground with amazing fighting skills.

W felt a chill run down her spine. She had been observing Chaoshan intently, but even so, she couldn't see Chaoshan's movements clearly!

Chaoshan's strength remains as unpredictable as ever; no wonder she was able to break in here. Even if twenty Sarkaz mercenaries joined hands and formed a circle to trap her, she would probably break out easily before anyone could react.

"Cough, cough—"

Shattered Bones struggled to tilt her head back, letting Shan do as he pleased, raising her hand slightly. When Shattered Bones' head was tilted back to the limit of her neck, she used the other person's strength to press down again, with fierce force, and the whole room was filled with the dull thud of her skull hitting the ground.

"Behave yourself, kid."

Chaoshan's voice suddenly turned cold, and a chilling killing intent filled the abandoned building.

Even W, a mercenary who had killed countless people, felt a chill run down his spine and shivered violently.

"Why do you think I came to find you? I could have been enjoying a peaceful life with the Boss, living happily in Lungmen. It's because of your existence that I have to go through so much trouble. If I let you die so confusedly, and the Boss finds out later... even if he loses his memory, he'll still be heartbroken for someone as insignificant as you. He's that kind of person, how could I bear to make him sad..."

As Chaoshan talked, he entered a state of trance, absent-minded and as if sleepwalking.

She grabbed Broken Bones' short hair and kowtowed repeatedly until Broken Bones loosened his clenched fists, then she stopped.

Asayama suddenly turned to look at W, and asked with a curious expression, "Strange, aren't you going to stop me?"

"...I know what I'm doing. I know I can't beat you."

W remained silent throughout, neither intervening nor pulling the trigger to fire at Chaoshan. She knew perfectly well that her opponent was skilled enough to dodge the bullet the instant she fired, burying her head in the ground as well.

Scout and Asayama were the ones who trained W's combat skills.

"I see. I was hoping to see if you'd improved in the last three years. Too bad, I'm not some kind of demon. I can't just act without a reason." Chaoshan picked up the nearly unconscious Broken Bones and tossed him against the wall, then clapped his hands lightly.

Broken Bones' face was covered in blood, and he coughed uncontrollably. He, who could fight Texas head-on and withstand the attacks of Wolf Fang Three, the Kingslayer, was utterly powerless against Chao Shan. Even if he were fully armed and at his peak, let alone his current injury, he probably couldn't defeat Chao Shan; he could probably only withstand three moves. No more. It was a gap in strength; no matter how much power he exerted, Chao Shan could always redirect it, rendering Broken Bones' efforts futile.

"May I have a proper talk now?"

The beautiful woman revealed a smile that could topple kingdoms, completely devoid of her previous murderous aura.

This instilled even greater fear in W. She controlled her killing intent with ease, her radiant smile utterly crushing her enemies—a chilling sight far more terrifying than the indiscriminate slaughter of brutal mercenaries. One wonders if those she loved were truly fortunate or unfortunate; those lacking ability would likely meet a gruesome end.

What? The person she likes is that evil spirit from the Tower of Babel?

That's fine.

"us……"

Shattered Bones slowly raised his head. He was barely breathing and was on the verge of dying on the spot.

"So weak, so weak, you can't withstand any more hardship. I haven't even done anything yet, how did you collapse?"