That Elegant Villa was so bizarre that neither gunfire nor artillery, nor even abilities, could damage it!
Scar instantly realized they were in deep trouble, so he immediately led the Blackfire Team in retreat.
The other members of the Blackfire Team also seemed to realize that something was wrong with this mission.
Now, none of them spoke. They simply watched their captain, Scar.
"Captain, what should we do now?"
Finally, a Black man spoke up.
This Black man held considerable standing within the Blackfire Team. He was also an Esper, although his ability had little offensive power, and he himself was barely a third-rank Esper.
But his ability was Metal Enhancement. With his enhancements, the Blackfire Team's bullets and artillery shells were far more powerful than ordinary ammunition.
Never mind the Blackfire Team—if he wanted to, he could join any Mercenary Corps and be highly valued.
He followed Scar because they had grown up together. Scar had saved his life when they were children, so he was utterly loyal to him.
The Blackfire Team had reached its current size not only because of Scar's strength, but also because of this Black man.
Scar was seething at the moment. If anyone else had asked him that question, he probably would have unleashed a torrent of curses, or even slapped them across the face if he was angry enough.
After all, he had accepted this mission. With things going so wrong now, didn't that mean he had made the wrong choice?
And judging by the current situation, they seemed to have provoked a powerful enemy, which was extremely unfavorable for the Blackfire Team.
But since the Black man was the one asking, Scar would not vent his anger on him like that. He could only say in a low, irritated voice, "Fuck,