In the desolate, ruined city, Ma Jian, dressed in a brown combat suit, was resting and drinking water with the burly white man Jim in a room on the tenth floor of a building.
"Any sign of the others?"
"No."
In the Wilderness Area city team channel, each group was required to communicate once every five minutes to confirm their status. Any news could also be reported immediately.
Neither Ma Jian nor Jim noticed the shadow slowly approaching outside the room.
Boom— The wall behind Jim suddenly exploded. Amid the flying rubble, a thigh-thick, coldly gleaming spiked club smashed viciously toward Jim's head. Ma Jian and Jim had not lowered their guard, but the attack had come too suddenly. Both were God of War-level powerhouses and had immense confidence in their senses. As long as anything approached the room, they should have been able to detect it. Yet they had never imagined that someone could evade their perception and sneak up behind the wall before launching an attack while they were caught off guard.
The instant Jim sensed danger, the spiked club had already struck his head. Even though a God of War-level warrior possessed an extraordinarily tough body, the head remained a vital point. Besides, the attacker was stronger than Jim. Without any surprise, Jim's head was smashed apart by the massive spiked club, red and white matter spraying everywhere. His headless body swayed, blood gushing from his neck like a fountain.
Ma Jian's eyes nearly split apart at the sight. The attack had been too sudden, and the enemy's speed had been as fast as lightning. Even if Ma Jian had wanted to save him, it was already too late.
Clang!
The saber Ma Jian had been gripping was instantly drawn, slashing at the attacker like a gale.