Warwick the Godfather of Terra

That night, news of the explosion spread among the treasure hunting group near Casimir.

The news that "Skadi found the knight's secret treasure" spread like wildfire.

You tell me and I tell you, and soon all the hunting groups know that the little killer whale has the treasure.

Some bounty hunters who joined the treasure hunting mission later made a prompt decision. Since they didn't have much to lose, they might as well leave.

Skadi's terrifying nickname is no joke.

However, some bounty hunters who really need the money are very conflicted.

For example, Big Bob was stationed near a village not far away.

As a former member of the Integration Movement, Big Bob doesn't really have any great ideas.

He just wanted to live an ordinary life with his brothers, find a small place in Colombia and do some business.

His family once ran a wine-making workshop that was quite famous locally. After his parents passed away, he became the only heir.

He originally planned to inherit the family business and become an ordinary rich second-generation who lived a boring life of eating and waiting for death.

However, all this was gone after he was infected with mineral sickness. The workers at home reported the matter to the management, and the family's property was closed down. He had no choice but to leave his hometown and even had to join the integration movement with some of his companions.

He originally thought that since the Integration Movement claimed to be a team of solidarity and mutual assistance among the infected, then if they, the infected, joined it, they would definitely be able to make a living.

However, as a former rich man who had seen the collapse of tall buildings, after joining the Integration Movement, Big Bob could tell at a glance that this organization would not last long.

They have to rely on hiding from place to place to survive, and their lives are even worse than when they were fighting alone.

So, after staying for a while, Big Bob contacted a few companions in the integration movement and withdrew from the integration together.

And what they want most is to go to Colombia.

Although Columbia is known as a lawless place and a city of sin, it was the place that treated the infected most equally before Zaun.

It's ridiculous to say.

Whether you are uninfected or infected, as long as you have money, you can get a legal piece of land in Colombia.

In Colombia, the guns are only aimed at the poor, whether they are infected or not.

Big Bob knew the secret recipe passed down from his family. He had drunk a lot of beer from other places, and he was convinced that none of them tasted as good as the one brewed in his own home using a special method.

Now, he only needs some start-up capital to run away with these friends.

Therefore, he was determined to get this knight's treasure.

Putting down the chainsaw in his hand, Big Bob let out a long sigh.

"Adam, come here."

Turning around, he called over a burly man who, like him, was wrapped in heavy protective clothing.

The two people's outfits can be said to be exactly the same. Except for one being red and the other yellow, there is almost no difference.

The two men's heights and builds make them look like brothers.

"What's up, Bob?"

Adam's voice came from under the armor.

"I'm going to try and see if I can find a way to take out the knight's treasure."

Big Bob's voice was steady and dull.

"After I leave here, you will be their captain. You must protect them well."

"If I don't come back, remember to send a letter to our Sarkaz girl."

Picking up the chainsaw, Big Bob looked at Big Adam in front of him.

"it is good."

Adam nodded. As people who had experienced life and death, they were used to it.

Their situation is now extremely serious, and they even have to dig Originium worms from the ground to eat.

If I don’t get the money, something serious might happen.

"I wish you success."

After shaking his good brother's hand firmly, Big Bob turned and left.

Holding a chainsaw in his hand, Big Bob walked towards the address provided by the leader of the hunting group last night.

She knew that Skadi was terrible.

However, hunger and poverty are far more terrible than just one Skadi.

Skadi, at most, can only bring death.

And those two will wear down your will and turn you into a creature that is neither human nor ghost.

However, Big Bob still felt unsure.

Arriving at the raiders' camp, Big Bob looked at the door, then at the flames rising over there, and gritted his teeth.

What he is carrying on his shoulders now is not only his own life, but also the hope for survival of all his brothers.

Gritting his teeth, Big Bob walked in with the chainsaw.

Then he saw a wolf swiping the communicator and Skadi sleeping soundly wrapped in manatee skin.

The wolf was just sitting on the ground, but it was taller than him when he was standing. Its burly body made Big Bob swallow his saliva.

For a moment, he felt that the chainsaw in his hand could no longer give him any sense of security.

But the giant wolf in front of him didn't seem to notice him and was chatting with the person on the other end of the communicator.

And the voice coming from the communicator was also very familiar to Big Bob.

Warwick also has management personnel in Zaun.

After all, in such a big city, if there are no people to maintain public security, there will definitely be chaos.

The people he arranged were naturally a group of former members of the Integration Movement, led by Patriots transformed by alchemical technology.

As a veteran who has experienced many battles, Patriot knows very well where these infected people are most likely to gather and cause trouble.

It's nothing more than restaurants and entertainment venues, where the most dissatisfaction and resentment gather.

Therefore, all the catering businesses in Zaun and the only "Whole Good Life" bar are run by members of the Integration Movement.

The big white rabbit is the werewolf's spy and reports the situation to him regularly every day.

"There were a few more touts from Victoria in the bar yesterday. They were from a local liquor chain and were scouting the place. We didn't arrest them because they didn't cause any trouble."

"Now the number of orders for alcoholic beverages consumed every day is increasing, and more and more people are reaching out to us. City Lord, if we don't conduct business negotiations with other alcoholic beverage sales companies, should we set up our own alcoholic beverage brewing organization?"

Frost Star was a little worried.

In the past, Zaun's bars did not need to consume so much alcohol, but since a large number of Ursus infected people poured in, Zaun's alcohol consumption has skyrocketed.

These big guys have long been targeted, and several groups of people from Colombia and Victoria have already arrived.

Warwick also had a headache.

If you tell him this, he won't understand.

no solution anymore.

Lin Yuxia, it’s decided to be you!

Warwick nodded.

The werewolf holding the communicator looked at the big white rabbit on the screen and nodded.

"Okay, I'll take care of the rest.

Oh, yes, I hope your father is doing well recently."

Froststar was pounding the lemon in the cup with a pestle while chatting with the werewolf.

"His body is made by you, and it has always been good."

Frost Star actually enjoys her current life.

Here she can admire the vitality of the infected people every day.

The price of iced drinks in Frost and Snow Ice City is very cheap. After all, Frost Star itself is a large ice maker, and the whole house does not even need electric machines, let alone rent.

The snow monsters don't need to be paid for their help. There are dozens of them, and two of them take turns every day and that's enough for half a month.

Apart from the daily expenses of molasses and fresh fruit, White Rabbit has nothing left.

Therefore, the cold drinks in her cold drink shop are outrageously cheap.

Frost Star looked up as he handed the lemonade, which cost one Lungmen coin, to the infected worker who came to buy water.

Then I saw a round head.

Well, or rather a helmet.

"Yelena, is that you?"

Big Bob looked at Frost Star on the other side of the communicator with some disbelief.

He had heard long ago that the Integration Movement had been completely wiped out.

But the Yelena in front of me is not fake!

"You are..."

Frost Star was also stunned when he saw the familiar person.

The werewolf was even more stunned.

Who else could it be but you who comes and grabs my communicator?

"Bob?"

Since Alina left, Froststar has taken her place as the steward of the Reunion, so she naturally remembers all the Reunion cadres.

"You, you're not dead?"

Big Bob had no idea what was going on.

"I am dead."

Froststar smiled.

“But I’m alive again.”

"Long time no see, Bob, didn't expect to see you here."

"Oh no, big sister!"

However, at this moment, the gate of Frost and Snow Ice City was suddenly pushed open and a snow monster rushed in.

"Big sis! Big dad is fighting with a white-haired monster!"

The yeti was gasping for breath.

"That monster said he wanted to take Big Daddy off and take him back for research!"

Chapter 9: Goletia Wants to Destroy People

Outside the city of Zaun, the patriot, whose body was made of steel, clenched his spear tightly.

Judging from the devastation all around, this place has experienced a pretty horrific war.

He looked across at the tall woman wearing a pointed hat and holding a spear upside down.

The whole body was surrounded by green light, and the faint light core behind it suddenly pumped out a large amount of liquid!

"Buzz!"

The core reactor in his chest exploded, and the Patriot twisted his iron fingers, tightly grasping his halberd, and a fierce gust of wind blew through his body.

This body, created entirely by werewolves, combines elements from both Zaun and the Valoran wasteland, and also incorporates special alchemical technology...

Turbo Alchemy Tank.

Suddenly, huge amounts of energy were driven from the core and poured into the steel limbs that had been tempered by the hellfire.

The patriots could feel it, a tremendous power that could not be matched even in his youth and heyday.