Chapter 603 Arrow God

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Two hundred meters.

One hundred meters.

Fifty meters.

The car continued to accelerate like crazy as it charged straight into the Demonic Sword Armor Master's door. The roar of the engine caused the body to fly. The intense noise immediately attracted the attention of the Demonic Sword Armor Master's guards.

"Who is it?"

"Stop! Stop right now! Otherwise, I'll shoot!"

"Motherf*cker, stop him!"

"Shoot!"

The guards of the armored division base quickly gathered together. More than ten muzzles were aimed at Audi, who was charging over like a mad cow, with a cold expression.

Twenty meters!

The hot air from running at high speed almost pounced on the faces of the guards.

The car still didn't slow down.

"Fire!"

The guard captain's expression changed drastically. He was the first to pull the trigger, and then everyone fired at the same time. A dense barrage of gunshots echoed in the sky above the base.

In the next moment, the charging Audi suddenly moved horizontally. The tire rubbed against the ground, and the body directly swept away the dozen guards at the entrance. Several smoke, bullets, and grenades flew out almost at the same time. As the explosion sounded, thick smoke billowed out, and flames flickered. Intense flames instantly covered the surrounding area.

"Move!"

Lin Xuanyuan shouted. The car continued to rub against the ground. Lin Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Qinghuan had already pulled open the car door and jumped out at the same time.

The thick smoke covered both of their bodies. Countless bullets flew out from the thick smoke. When they saw the accident, a group of patrols subconsciously rushed over. All of them were shot between their eyebrows and fell to the ground.

Lin Xuanyuan's speed was as fast as lightning as he picked up the firearms on one of the soldiers and rushed towards the base headquarters at full speed.

Within the Demonic Sword Armor Division, there were nine regiments gathered together. The scale was completely imaginable. It was at least four to five kilometers from the entrance to the command post. Time was of the essence, and Lin Xuanyuan didn't want to waste a single second.

Sprint, accelerate, dodge...

Behind him, the white smoke gradually dissipated. However, the flames began to spread at an astonishing speed. The temperature at the entrance of the armored division soared. A company of at least a hundred soldiers hurried over, but before they could extinguish the fire, they took a few mouthfuls of smoke and fell to the ground one after another.

The alarm sounded sharply and hurriedly. It echoed throughout the base. Lin Xuanyuan sprinted all the way and pulled out a string of long afterimages. He jumped in front of a wall and easily climbed over it. Finally, he slowed down his sprinting speed and walked towards the headquarters in a calm but hurried manner.

After being disguised, he was now a completely American face. Even if he was 1.86 meters tall, he would definitely not look short. With such a Lin Xuanyuan, he would not have any flaws when he was wearing the armor of a Demonic Sword Armor Master.

"Senior Sister, I'm safe. What's the situation on your side?"

Lin Xuanyuan turned on his communicator and asked straightforwardly. There were still very few women who were Demonic Sword Armor Masters. Compared to Lin Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan Qinghuan had a much higher chance of being discovered.

"I'm fine for now. I'm on my way to the monitoring room and the base power station. It'll take about three minutes."

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's calm voice rang out from the headphones.

"Keep on the phone at all times."

Lin Xuanyuan swept a glance at the patrolling Mi army and said calmly.

"Understood."

Xuanyuan Qinghuan replied, and in the next moment...

"Stop!"

A shrill shout suddenly sounded in Lin Xuanyuan's ears.

The patrol team that had just brushed past him abruptly turned around. Everyone's guns were aimed at Lin Xuanyuan's body.

The captain who had just heard Lin Xuanyuan speak in Chinese had a face full of vigilance. He held onto his gun tightly and stared at Lin Xuanyuan. "What's your name? Which regiment?" He said in a low voice.

What answered him was a pair of fists.

The members of the patrol squad felt dazzled. Lin Xuanyuan had already appeared behind them. The sound of bones breaking sounded like an explosion. In the blink of an eye, the five-man patrol squad had already fallen to the ground.

Lin Xuanyuan expressionlessly clapped his hands and tidied up the grenades and magazines on their bodies. Without turning his head, he continued to walk towards the headquarters.

...

To the entire Demonic Sword Armor Master, Lawrence was an absolute celebrity.

This mysterious figure who had been personally brought into the Demonic Sword Armor Division by Major General Davis seven or eight years ago was the only one within the Division who could make Major General Davis lower his posture and figure to please him.

For all the soldiers and officers, in seven or eight years, the most intense competition for the most deaths had been conducted by Lawrence. Just this alone was enough for everyone in the Demonic Sword Armor Division to remember his name.

Lawrence's strength was very strong, belonging to the kind that left one speechless.

He didn't have any official position within the Demonic Sword Armor Master, but occasionally, when he was in a good mood, he had served as the chief examiner for several examinations. Occasionally, he had made a few moves, and many people had also witnessed his desperate strength.

As he stayed longer and longer with the Demonic Sword Armor Master, Gradually, people began to vaguely know his origins. Lawrence seemed to be an important figure in the Dark World. He retired about ten years ago. Eight years ago, Lawrence owed General Davis a huge favor because of an extremely sensitive incident. From then on, he followed Major General Davis until now.

This could be said to be the most special person within the Demonic Sword Armor Master, Actually, there was nothing special about it, After entering the Armored Division, he had only built a bungalow behind the Armored Division's headquarters. He drank the most ordinary wine, ate the canteen, and smoked the most ordinary cigarettes. Apart from being silent and ignorant of people, there was almost nothing unusual about him. He looked like an idle person wandering within the Armored Division. That was all.

Amidst the ear-piercing alarm, when the clerical secretary beside Davis ran to the bungalow, the door to the bungalow had already been opened. Lawrence's body appeared at the door and was about to leave.

"Mr. Lawrence, the general needs your help and protection. He wants me to invite you over immediately."

When the clerical secretary saw the silhouette at the entrance, her expression turned joyful and she immediately shouted loudly.

"Lead the way."

Lawrence said slowly. His voice was dry and hoarse, and his English pronunciation did not seem to be standard. He sounded like a person who was not familiar with English.

His figure was so thin that it was almost shriveled. His brown hair was already slightly white, and his clothes were clean. The thing that had the most visual impact was the giant silver bow in his hand.

This was a true giant bow. It was almost half the height of Lawrence's body, but there was not the slightest sense of discord in his hand. One man and one bow, carrying a large arrow pot, gave him an indescribable temperament and elegance.

The clerical secretary's eyes were absent-minded for a moment. She remembered the rumors that the other party had once been a great figure in the Dark World. She felt even more confident and ran back with the old man.

Lawrence's expression was calm as he silently followed behind. His movements seemed to be slow, but compared to his secretary, he wasn't even half a point behind.

Three minutes later, when Lawrence appeared in Davis' office, the sirens of the entire base became even more urgent.

Davis, who was walking back and forth in the office, had an anxious expression on his face. When he saw Lawrence's figure, his tightly knitted brows finally relaxed a little.

"Mr. Lawrence, thank you for your help."

Davis took two steps forward and shook hands with Davis, his face full of gratitude.

"Who is your opponent?"

Lawrence asked straightforwardly.

Without hesitation, Davis quickly said, "It's Lin Xuanyuan, a World-shaking expert. It's said that he also has a companion who is also a World-shaking expert. The other party will soon kill him."

"Lin Xuanyuan?"

Lawrence spoke in English, and in the next moment, under the stunned gaze of the clerical secretary, he changed the language. "Is that the War God King of the royal family? The young man who has recently upended the entire country? How strong is he?"

Chinese!

Lawrence spoke again in Chinese.

His words were perfectly spoken, without the slightest bit of stumbling in Mandarin!

This was actually an American who was not familiar with English, but rather was extremely familiar with Chinese.

Davis, who did not understand Chinese, looked at his secretary and was somewhat confused.

The secretary immediately reacted. He, who was proficient in several languages, quickly translated Lawrence's words to Davis, but the astonishment in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"Yes, it's the War God King. I'm sorry, we don't have much information about Lin Xuanyuan. We don't know his exact strength, but in the World-shaking Grade Supreme Sovereign List published today, the War God King is ranked second only to the Emperor. He is definitely a very difficult enemy."

Davis paused for a moment before continuing, "So, I didn't ask Mr. Lawrence to come here just to protect me. If possible, I hope Mr. Lawrence can take action and kill Lin Xuanyuan!"

A series of English words made Lawrence frown. It wasn't until the secretary translated it that he finally understood what Davis meant.

"Difficult."

After a moment of silence, he said in a short tone, "Tell your men to come back and protect this place."

He paused for a moment and continued, "I'll try my best."

He had just finished speaking.

Downstairs, dense gunshots exploded, deafening.

"Lin Xuanyuan is here!"

Davis's expression changed as he rushed to the window and shouted.

In his line of sight, a slender figure downstairs was wearing the uniform of a Demonic Sword Armored Division. However, his entire body was like a ghost. As he moved, large amounts of afterimages appeared behind him. Countless bullets shot out from the guns in his hands. Miserable cries could be heard from the front of the command post. Blood spread out at a visible speed and flowed unscrupulously on the floor.

"Mr. Lawrence..."

Davis's expression was somewhat pale. He turned to look at Lawrence, who was standing beside him, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Very strong."

Lawrence's eyes were exceptionally solemn. He narrowed his eyes and stared fixedly at the figure downstairs who was constantly firing, as if he was facing a great enemy.

The gunshots continued to echo.

Change guns, clip them, shoot them, kill them!

Countless afterimages swayed back and forth, and Lin Xuanyuan's movements were completed without any pause.

More and more of the Rice Army fell downstairs. Under the suppression of one person, more than a hundred people began to slowly retreat.

Lawrence still didn't make a move. He just stared at Lin Xuanyuan's body.

Finally, the bullets on Lin Xuanyuan's body seemed to have run out, and his entire body rushed into a bush in front of a large tree.

Countless afterimages instantly disappeared.

In the same second.

Lawrence straightened up in the office.

The ordinary-looking old man seemed to have instantly turned into a different person. His honest and taciturn expression disappeared completely, replaced by an endless arrogance and aggressiveness.

The bow and arrow in his hand were quickly raised, and a long metal arrow instantly struck the bowstring.

Draw the bow.

The bowstring was like a full moon.

The old man's body was as straight as a javelin, and he suddenly let go.

The sound of the bowstring vibrating violently rang out in the office.

Inside the bushes, Lin Xuanyuan's keen sense of death made him feel an extremely sharp sense of danger.

That was a fatal and extreme danger!

Lin Xuanyuan's expression changed slightly as he subconsciously turned around in the bushes. He raised his head and looked sharply at the fifth floor of the headquarters.

In his line of sight, a metal arrow ferociously shattered the bulletproof glass of the headquarters building. With a sharp whistling sound, the arrow pierced through the place where he had just hid and directly shot towards the big tree not far behind him.

Infinite power instantly exploded!

"Kacha!"

The trunk of the tree that required two or three people to hug suddenly shattered, wood chips flying, and the entire tree fell to the ground while swaying.

Even Lin Xuanyuan's body would be shattered if he were to receive such an arrow!

An arrow shot out, and its power was simply earth-shattering!

Lin Xuanyuan's pupils contracted abruptly. With this arrow alone, he could confirm that the opponent's strength was definitely not lower than his. They were all terrifying figures who could break through the limits of human strength, but did not completely break through.

"It's Mr. Lawrence!"

A surprised shout suddenly came to mind in the crowd. Then, the Mi Army, who was hiding in front of the command center, burst into cheers.

"Lawrence? Which Lawrence?"

During the communication period, Xuanyuan Qinghuan, who had also heard the cheers of the Mi army, asked subconsciously.

"I don't know."

Lin Xuanyuan said in a deep voice, "Someone who used a bow and arrow just now shot an arrow at me. Its power is simply terrifying."

"Bow and arrow?! Lawrence?!"

Inside the communicator, Xuanyuan Qinghuan let out a low shout and said solemnly, "It's actually him. Why is he here?"

"Who?"

Lin Xuanyuan narrowed his eyes and tried his best to control his body.

The arrow just now was too terrifying. Whether it was his grasp of the timing, his prediction, or the power that made his scalp go numb, Lin Xuanyuan didn't dare to act rashly for a moment. He could only quietly wait for an opportunity.

"Fifteen years ago, the world's number one killer, Arrow God Lawrence Merkel."

"Just like you, he was also the only god-level killer in the Dark World!!"

"Xuanyuan, it might be a little troublesome today. I'll be right over."

Xuanyuan Qinghuan said hurriedly.

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