Ironvine Territory (24)

After the two fell, it took the Silver Maple Secret Guard a while to come to his senses; he felt as if his leg had been torn apart.

He took a deep breath and struggled to sit up. "Luckily, Number Five was underneath me, otherwise I would have passed out!"

Just as he stood up, the guards surrounded him, pointed their swords at him, and shouted, "Hands up!"

He gave a wry smile. He was Silver Maple Secret Guard; how could he possibly surrender? The poison sacs in his teeth were still there.

However, he was not going to give up. He twisted his body slightly, trying to reach the pocket hidden behind him with his right hand. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his right hand.

"Behave yourself!"

It turned out that a guard behind him had noticed his little trick and pressed his right hand down with the back of his sword.

He sighed, preparing to bite down hard, when suddenly a loud roar came from behind him, "Number Five isn't dead yet?"

He and the guards turned to look and saw that Number Five, who had just fainted on the ground, had stood up. His black mask had been torn off, and Number Five's face was now contorted with rage. His eyes were bloodshot and his skin was dark red. He started to attack them while yelling.

For some reason, he became the primary target of Number Five's attack. There was a guard between him and Number Five. The guard was startled when he saw Number Five's appearance, but he still gritted his teeth and launched an attack on Number Five.

The guard cleaved Number Five in the chest with his sword, and was overjoyed. He had fought Number Five before, and back then, even when six or seven of them surrounded him, they couldn't hurt him.

But he soon discovered that his sword didn't seem to have done any damage to Number Five. Number Five simply grabbed his sword with one hand and reached for his head with the other, grabbing it tightly.

The guard clutched his head and screamed in agony, struggling violently. A moment later, as Number Five exerted force with his arm, blood flowed from the guard's seven orifices, and the guard stopped moving. Number Five had crushed his skull.

Number Five lifted the guard's corpse with one hand and roared at everyone.

Upon seeing this horrifying sight, both the Silver Maple Secret Guard and the other guards took two steps back, looking at Number Five as if he were a monster.

"Oh no, he's gone completely berserk! I have to run, I don't want to be tortured to death."

Just as the Silver Maple Secret Guard was trying to escape, a figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd and headed straight for Number Five.

The figure was Victor. Through his Transcendent Organ senses, Victor discovered that the Silver Maple Secret Guard, codenamed Number Five, was physically abnormal, with bulging muscles and even a deformed head.

Victor watched Number Five run and muttered, "He's practically a steroid addict from a past life, even his head's pointy."

However, Victor was certain that this Number Five was not as strong as him. Even after further enhancements, his strength and speed were still inferior to his.

"Tonight's operation has been too long and has caused too much disturbance. It's not advisable to drag it out any longer. If the news leaks, it will definitely affect the subsequent operation plan."

Victor couldn't allow the operation to be disrupted; he wanted to kill Number Five, who had gone mad, as quickly as possible.

Number Five also spotted Victor charging towards him, immediately flung the guard's corpse away, clenched his fists, and slammed them down on Victor.

Victor abruptly stopped, narrowly avoiding the two fists that were about to strike him. Then, he stomped heavily on Number Five's fists and wrists, and with a forceful thrust, Number Five's wrists and fists made a crisp "crack" sound.

Then Number Five raised his hands and screamed in agony. In everyone's eyes, Number Five's hands had been drastically deformed, especially his right hand, which was stomped into a duck's foot by Victor.

This only fueled Number Five's ferocity, and it charged directly at Victor with its head. Victor looked at Number Five, who was still incredibly aggressive, and thought, "It's like a crazed beast, completely out of its mind. It can't even tell the difference between strong and weak. Let's just finish it off quickly!"

Victor swayed slightly, dodging Number Five's charge. As he dodged, he drew his longsword, which flashed silver and circled around Number Five's head.

After Victor stood still, Number Five stopped screaming and instead touched his neck in confusion, as if he had calmed down.

But when Number Five's hand touched his head, blood gushed out, and Number Five head fell off, followed by his body crashing heavily to the ground.

"Perfect!"

When Victor beheaded the victim with his sword, he didn't use much force. Instead, his Supernatural Perception played a crucial role. Victor felt every vibration of the blade cutting through the flesh, and the blade accurately sliced along the muscle fibers and the gaps between the cervical vertebrae without encountering any resistance.

Victor couldn't help but exclaim, "It's practically like an ultrasonic detector, complete with three-dimensional graphics! This Multidimensional Transcendent Perception is getting more and more outrageous!"

Whether it was Lenster watching from afar or the few people nearby, they were all stunned by the battle that had taken place in an instant. They all thought it would be a tough fight, but as soon as Victor stepped in, it was over in the blink of an eye.

The Silver Maple Secret Guard witnessed the entire process and saw more details. He knew how terrifying Victor's strength, speed, and skills were—he was practically inhuman.

"Even the most powerful instructor in the Silver Maple Secret Guard wouldn't possess such strength. Who is this person?"

He looked at Victor closely, and when he saw the Golden Sunflower Crest protruding from the hilt of Victor's sword, the Silver Maple Secret Guard remembered something. He muttered to himself, "So the report sent back by the Silver Maple Secret Guard from the east, about the Viscount Golden Sunflower of the Northlands fighting on foot against cavalry and killing more than a dozen people, was true!"

At this moment, Victor had already sheathed his longsword and walked towards him. The guards of Lenster around him also made way for him. Victor's godlike methods had completely impressed them, and they no longer believed that the Silver Maple Secret Guard surrounded by them could cause any trouble for Viscount Golden Sunflower.

"I am Victor Golden Sunflower, an unknown Silver Maple Secret Guard. You can surrender now, and I can guarantee your safety."

The Silver Maple Secret Guard stared blankly at Victor in front of him, as if he had been moved by Victor's words.

But Victor soon noticed that the pupils in the eyes beneath the mask had suddenly dilated. He quickly stepped forward and ripped off the mask, only to find that black blood was already flowing from the corner of the Silver Maple Secret Guard's mouth.

"Damn it, they even have poison hidden in their teeth."

Victor slapped the guard hard across the cheek, and with a crack, all the teeth in the right side of the guard's mouth were shattered. Victor then grabbed the guard's head and pulled it downwards, trying to force the poison out of the Silver Maple Secret Guard's mouth.

Victor patted the person several times, and although many teeth came out, no foreign objects were knocked out. Moreover, Victor felt that the person in his hands was becoming weaker and weaker, and he gave up after hearing that the person's heart had completely stopped.

"This poison takes effect far too quickly. Even the highly toxic cyanide from my previous life wouldn't kill someone this fast. It seems we really can't underestimate the Duchy's hidden power."

Victor's face was grim. It would be better if this potent poison were put into his food. He still had some confidence in Number One and his modified body; their resistance to poison was far beyond his imagination.

But if this poison had been put in his family's food and water, they would probably have had no chance of survival.

Victor didn't want this to happen, and he silently elevated the Silver Maple Secret Guard, the duchy's secret force, to a higher level in his mind.

At that moment, Lenster ran over, his face beaming with excitement, and asked, "Viscount Victor, are you alright!"

"I'm fine. Has the situation on the other side been resolved?"

Lenster knew Victor was asking about the main battlefield, so he quickly nodded. "It's all resolved. Fortunately, we were well-prepared. I had a lot of men, and although the number was considerable, those dozen or so Silver Maple Secret Guard were all dealt with!"

Are there any survivors?

Upon hearing this, Lenster's expression turned somewhat grim. He shook his head. "Not a single one. They all died fighting valiantly. Several of my best men also fell to their hasty counterattack."

"You didn't take poison?"

Victor was somewhat surprised. He had assumed that all the Silver Maple Secret Guard had brought poison to commit suicide, but on the main battlefield, they were all killed in action.

"Take me to see it."

Victor asked Lenster to take him to the scene, feeling that things might not be over yet.