Chapter 544
The commander’s face was deathly pale. Little did he imagine he’d witness something so shockingly beyond comprehension.
He even began to wonder if he had somehow stepped into another world, into a strange realm entirely unfamiliar to him.
A three-thousand-man armed force, equipped with heavy tanks, rocket-mounted armored vehicles, shoulder-launched rockets, precision rifles, and fifty Gatling guns —yet all they managed to do was shred Leander’s clothing, before being completely annihilated by him alone.
From beginning to end, he hadn’t even seen a single trace of blood on Leander’s body.
It was practically a one-sided massacre.
Leander had wiped them all out without getting a scratch.
At that moment, the commander began to doubt why his powerful backer had ever instructed him to provoke such an indescribably terrifying being.
If even tanks and armored vehicles were helpless against Leander, then how was one supposed to deal with him? Should they have deployed fighter jets or bombers?
In his eyes now, Leander was no different from the Grim Reaper himself.
Leander’s gaze was icy cold as he lifted the commander into the air, speaking succinctly. “Who hired you p>
The commander was terrified. He felt a chilling cold engulf his entire body, almost afraid to even meet Leander’s eyes. The aura of death wrapped around him completely. “If I tell you, will you spare my life?” he replied shakily, his pupils trembling.
“If you tell me, I’ll let you die peacefully.” Leander’s expression remained indifferent as he answered calmly.
“If you don’t promise to spare me, I won’t talk p>
The commander kept his mouth shut. He thought he had seized a lifeline, but in the next moment, Leander narrowed his eyes.
At once, he was suddenly flung high into the air.
“Since you won’t talk, I’ll just kill you p>
Without even lifting his head, Leander simply clenched his hand. A terrifying, invisible force centered on the commander suddenly tightened, constricting him slowly.
Within that crushing pressure, the commander felt every bone in his body grinding and shattering bit by bit.
He could even hear the sound of his own bones cracking and his blood vessels bursting.
He died a slow and agonizing death. Every nerve in the commander’s body seemed amplified, pain piercing through him at every point.
Every scream of agony traveled from his limbs to his brain, giving him a horrifying taste of what true hell on earth felt like.
Finally, a cloud of blood erupted into the air. The three-thousand-man armed force had been completely annihilated.
Leander killed the commander with a cold, indifferent expression. He walked out from the ruins of steel and debris, then stepped forward, transforming into a streak of light that shot into the town.
Torre and the others stared blankly at Leander’s approaching figure, unable to utter a single word. Gisela and the young man beside her were equally stunned, frozen by what they had just witnessed, their eyes fixed on him.
Leander wore a tattered white T-shirt with a large rip across his chest. Yet, no one dared to show the slightest disrespect, and all eyes followed him with a mix of awe and reverence.
Several yards away, Torre, Brute, Boomer, and the others instinctively raised their hands in salute, as if by silent agreement.
“Chief Instructor!” they called out.
A faint smile appeared on Leander’s face as he finally came to a stop in front of them. “All good?” he asked, scanning the group.
Everyone nodded, voices strong and clear.
“That’s good. The armed forces have been completely taken care of. Let’s get back to Astria and finish the tasks we need to complete,” Leander said, stretching casually.
Despite the fierce battle he had just endured, there was no trace of fatigue on his face.
Gisela watched him with curiosity and admiration, but Leander didn’t glance at her once. The young man who had doubted Leander’s strength before now remained silent, completely humbled.
Leander’s performance was nothing short of superhuman. Witnessing such power, one could not imagine how much strength that was.
As team captain, Torre bowed
deeply. “Chief Instructor, you came
all this way to save us, yet we have failed you! Those people weren’t were just bait. In
targeting us. We were ju
truth, they wanted to lure you here and take you down! We nearly
became weapons used against you. We’re truly sorry p>
Boomer lowered his head, full of shame and defeat. “Chief Instructor, you taught us the Devourer’s Flowe We’ve practiced day and night,
thinking we’d gotten strongerine
compared to you, we are, stilb nothing more than ants only causing you trouble p>
Skyler and the others stayed silent, heads bowed in shame, their guilt for causing Leander trouble evident.
Seeing their remorse, Leander chuckled lightly and waved his hand. “The Devourer’s Flow is meant to help you discover your potential, to master stronger power more quickly. Given your current level, you’ve already exceeded my expectations!
“Since you call me Chief Instructor, it’s my duty to save my team! Don’t feel guilty about it. These people were targeting me. Even without you as bait, they would have done everything to lure me here eventually. It was only a matter of time p>
Hearing this, Torre and the others lifted their heads, their admiration for Leander deepening.
True heroes require three things—strength, responsibility, and character. Leander embodied all three.
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Torre collected his thoughts and said to Skyler and the others, “Since he’s here we need to pack up immediately. Get Professor Rainer onto your back, and we’ll leave this place at once! Even though the armed forces have been completely wiped out by the Chief Instructor it’s too chaotic here. There could still reinforcements. Leaving quickly is the safest choice p>
Just as Skyler and the others were about to respond, Leander, standing at the side, suddenly paused. His gaze sharpened, and his voice turned icy. “You all should leave immediately. The farther from here, the better. Move p>
Everyone turned in shock.
His expression was grave, as if he had just detected a threat unlike anything he had ever faced before.
Torre and the others felt their hearts seize. This was the first time they had ever heard Leander speak with such urgent insistence.
Before they could ask what was happening, a deafening whirring sound of rotor blades echoed through the air.
On the distant horizon, six massive choppers appeared, rotors spinning rapidly, approaching at incredible speed.
They were six heavily armed helicopters, their massive bodies almost covering half the sky. Flying in a tight formation, the six helicopters were now close enough that the pilots’ faces in the cockpits were visible.
“Are those Cobra attack helicopters p>
Torre and the others, all well-versed in military knowledge and familiar with some of
the world’s most famous high-end combat vehicles and aircraft, immediately recognized them.
These were the very attack helicopters developed by Agylae back in the 1960s, now rapidly approaching from the sky.