The moment Chen Mo pressed down on Azazel's shoulder, the dark red smoke that had just risen was directly dispersed by a brute force.
Azazel's knees buckled, and he half-knelt in the mud.
Emma Frost clutched her split right arm and instinctively tried to back away, but she had only taken half a step when Chen Mo's other hand landed on her head.
The two exchanged a glance and reached an agreement in a flash.
I surrender.
I surrender too.
Neatly and decisively, without the slightest hesitation, the two knelt on the ground in unison.
Chen Mo was taken aback.
"Why are you two so spineless?"
Azazel forced a smile. "Sir, those who know how to read the room usually live longer."
He's right.
Emma Frost nodded immediately. "We're just following the Black King's orders; we have no conflict with you whatsoever. We can discuss anything you need."
The two, who were just about to fight to the death, are now behaving with perfect teamwork.
Chen Mo even suspected that they might have practiced beforehand.
"I still prefer how unruly you were just now."
He looked down at the two of them, "Can you recover a bit?"
Azazel paused for a moment, then said earnestly, "Sir, I believe that living is more important than dignity."
Emma Frost didn't say anything.
The diamond-like structure on her skin quickly faded, returning to its original state. The injury on her right arm also became apparent, with large patches of skin cracked open and blood dripping from her fingers into the muddy water.
Deactivating her Diamond Form means she has voluntarily given up her defense.
This is the greatest sincerity she can offer.
"I know the Hellfire Club's hideout, and I also know the Black King's next plan."
Emma Frost looked up at Chen Mo, "Keeping me alive is more valuable than killing me."
"Really."
Chen Mo nodded.
Emma Frost had just breathed a sigh of relief when a hand suddenly pressed down on her head.
Bang!
Her entire face was buried in the mud, and her elegant white fur coat was soaked through with mud and water.
Chen Mo stepped on the back of her head.
"However, I don't really like it when people look up at me when they talk to me."
Emma Frost braced herself on the ground with both hands, her chest heaving violently.
That bastard.
Since joining the Hellfire Club, she had never suffered such humiliation. Whether it was high-ranking military officials or wealthy businessmen from various countries, everyone treated her with utmost respect.
Even the Black King wouldn't stomp her face into the mud.
Just as her anger was rising, Emma Frost spotted several corpses not far away.
Those people were serving the Hellfire Club just minutes ago, and now they don't even have a complete body left.
Her anger dissipated considerably in an instant.
Dignity can be regained later.
If you lose your life, it's truly over.
With that thought in mind, Emma Frost relaxed her body and stopped struggling.
She even turned her face slightly to the side to avoid pressing her nose into the mud and affecting her breathing.
As Azazel watched this scene, he quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
fine.
At least he wasn't the one being trampled on.
Although the monster before us is ferocious, it is not entirely incapable of communication. As long as we keep it calm and find an opportunity to teleport, we can return to the club.
When he meets the Black King, he will definitely report everything that happened here truthfully.
If we gather all the club's resources and bring in the remaining German Glory Class destroyers, we might have a chance to defeat this monster.
Azazel lowered his head, concealing the resentment in his eyes.
"Sir, I also know a lot of information."
For example?
"The club's core base, the location of the Black King, and information on the German military's modernization plan."
Azazel raised his head, his attitude becoming even more respectful. "If you're willing to let me go, I can take you there."
"Sounds good."
Chen Mo smiled.
Azazel felt a sense of relief.
The next second, he suddenly saw a familiar body.
The body remained kneeling, but the area above the neck was empty. The cut was smooth, and blood had just begun to gush out.
Looks familiar.
The thought flashed through Azazel's mind.
Then, his gaze began to roll, finally settling into the muddy water.
Until his consciousness faded into darkness, he didn't see when Chen Mo made his move.
Chen Mo shook off the blood from his palm, and the dark red blood vessels enveloped Azazel's corpse, quickly dragging it into his body.
A vast amount of memory then unfolds.
The Hellfire Club's stronghold, membership list, German military laboratory, and several evacuation routes known only to Azazel all became his possessions.
As for its teleportation ability, it was quickly analyzed by the Blacklight Virus.
"You have a lot of ideas."
Chen Mo glanced down at the head in the muddy water, "It's a pity it's not very bright."
Emma Frost's body stiffened slightly.
She didn't look up, nor did she ask Azazel what had happened.
In that instant, she only heard a soft sound, and then Azazel's mental fluctuations completely disappeared.
He died.
This guy never intended to keep Azazel in the first place.
Emma Frost closed her eyes, forcing herself to calm down.
On the other side.
Erik led Charles across the last line of defense, but the metal fragments beneath their feet went out of control, and the two of them fell into the trench together.
Soviet soldiers nearby immediately surrounded them.
It's them!
"Go and inform Katyusha immediately!"
Erik pushed himself up from the edge of the trench, panting heavily. He was almost completely exhausted, and his arms were still trembling slightly.
Charles's situation wasn't much better.
His face was pale, and the throbbing pain in his mind had not subsided, but he still turned to look into the distance.
The battlefield was now obscured by smoke and dust.
"We escaped?"
"Temporary."
Erik wiped the mud off his face. "Don't get too excited, he could catch up at any moment."
" The Hellfire Club stopped him."
"If they can stop us, we won't need to run!"
Erik answered with absolute certainty.
Just as the two stepped out of the trench, a tall figure emerged from behind the collapsed building.
It was a blonde woman who was nearly two meters tall.
Her military uniform was torn in many places, and there were still several burn marks on her exposed arms.
Katyusha has just finished another battle.
The Mutants tasked with intercepting her had been dealt with, but by the time she returned, the main battlefield was completely out of control.
Where is Siegfried?
"Dead," Erik said.
Katyusha paused.
Where are the Hellfire Club's reinforcements?
"They should all be dead soon."
Who did it?
Charles pressed his temple. "Someone who appeared out of nowhere."
Katyusha looked into the distance.
"Enemy?"
"Have no idea."
Erik shook his head. "But he ate Siegfried."
Katyusha turned to look at him.
"Have eaten?"
"Literal meaning."
The expressions of the surrounding officers changed.
Charles quickly recounted what had just happened. As he finished speaking, Katyusha's grip on his hand tightened.
He withstood the combined attack of Erik and Siegfried head-on, and quickly killed Siegfried; even the reinforcements from the Hellfire Club could not stop him.
This force has exceeded the current battlefield's capacity to withstand it.
A Soviet officer whispered, "We still have two lines of defense, as long as we reorganize our troops..."
"It's meaningless."
Katyusha interrupted him.
" Siegfried is dead, and the German army is temporarily unable to continue its offensive. But if that stranger pursues us, even two more lines of defense won't be enough to stop him."
The officer frowned. "But our mission is to hold this position. If we retreat now, the higher-ups won't accept it."
"Then let them come and guard it themselves, armed with guns."
Katyusha waved.
"There are fewer than three thousand people left in the city, and more than 70% of our heavy weapons have been lost. Staying here will only lead to everyone dying."
She glanced at the soldiers around her.
"Pass down the order: destroy any supplies that cannot be taken away. The wounded will leave first, and the remaining troops will evacuate in batches."
"But..."
"That's an order."
Katyusha's voice wasn't loud, but it left no room for anyone to refute her.
The officer remained silent for a few seconds before finally raising his hand in salute.
"Clear."
The order was quickly relayed throughout the position.
The remaining soldiers began to gather their weapons, and medics loaded the wounded onto trucks. Several squads rushed to the warehouse to destroy the ammunition that could not be moved in time.
Katyusha looked at Erik and Charles.
"You two come with me."
Erik frowned and asked, "What if he catches up?"
"I'll stay behind and hold him off."
Charles immediately shook his head.
You can't stop it.
Katyusha glanced at him.
"You can think those things, there's no need to say them out loud."
Charles opened his mouth, but ultimately chose to remain silent.
Soon, explosions rang out throughout the city.
The remnants of the Soviet army retreated along the road, with Katyusha standing at the back of the column, occasionally looking back to observe the direction of the battlefield.
Meanwhile, Chen Mo was still stepping on Emma Frost.
Azazel's teleportation ability has been largely analyzed, and he has also found the location of the Black King from those memories.
"This guy is undergoing a modification experiment? That's really exciting!"
Chen Mo stroked his chin; the trip had yielded pretty good results.
However, if you want to operate in this world for a long time, you can't handle everything yourself; you need to leave a few capable subordinates behind.
Chen Mo looked down at Emma Frost.
He's capable enough and intelligent enough, but he's just not the most pleasing to the eye.
"Fine, I'll just have to make do."
Emma Frost felt a chill run down her spine; this guy was about to kill her!
"Wait, I can take control of the Hellfire Club for you."
What would I do with a swarm of ants?
"I also know military and government personnel from various countries, and I have control over the club's funds and connections. Azazel is dead, Siegfried is dead, and if anything happens to the Black King, I'm the most suitable person to take over everything."
She paused for a moment.
"You don't need to trust me, just let me know what the price of betrayal is, and I will do everything in my power to serve you."
Chen Mo pressed down slightly with his feet.
Emma Frost's face sank into the mud again.
She gritted her teeth and did not resist.
As long as you can survive, there's a way to gain power and then look for opportunities.
Even if that opportunity never comes, she doesn't want to die now.
Chen Mo sensed her thoughts and suddenly smiled. She was planning to use power to rebel against me? How creative.
"Interesting, I'll keep it and play with it."
He slowly moved his right foot away.
"Go find me the Black King's address to prove your worth."