Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

The near-death Apollo had his jawbone and one side of his handsome face wrapped in bandages, with several bones in his body broken.

Although Yang Fei's heavy blows did not claim his life, they left him significantly injured.

Apollo watched the Changfeng Squad disappearing at the end of the alley through binoculars, lost in thought.

On his wrist was a device resembling a watch.

Only Apollo knew if he hadn't activated this energy shield in time, he would have been finished in that close combat earlier.

This energy shield is a product of Mysterious Country's top-secret lab, representing the pinnacle of technology.

It is rumored that Mysterious Country's military technology leads the world by a century, partly because of this series of military products.

Acquiring this energy shield, Apollo always felt was a disgrace.

With his god-like power, did he really need this piece of trash?

Yet now, Apollo only felt a chill throughout his body and even colder in his heart.

Apollo had always been a proud person.

Even with two previous defeats against Yang Fei, Apollo didn't feel ashamed but blamed it on Yang Fei being too cunning and treacherous.

However, this time, Apollo was truly defeated by Yang Fei.

Without any schemes or plots, Yang Fei crushed Apollo with sheer power alone.

This dealt a significant blow to Apollo's self-esteem.

Apollo stared blankly in the direction Yang Fei had disappeared, and shook his head.

He finally took out a satellite phone and dialed a mysterious number.

"Dear Heavenly Father, I have discovered a formidable God Defiler..."

From the other end of the call came a deep male voice, full of charisma.

"Apollo, you are the Sun God that illuminates all creations of the universe; in your eyes, there should never be darkness."

"The so-called God Defiler is merely a lost lamb. What we need to do is to enlighten him, so he finds his way back to the radiance of the sun."

Listening to this almost chant-like voice, Apollo's frenzied and depressed heart suddenly became calm.

"Heavenly Father, then, how should I enlighten this lost lamb?"

The chant-like voice paused slightly, then laughed kindly.

"Can you tell me the name of this lost lamb?"

Apollo instantly gritted his teeth: "He is Yang Fei, the Evil Dragon Soldier King of Huaxia!"

The Father's voice noticeably lost its smile.

"I see. Last time, when the Alliance of Gods, acting on divine command, was sent to capture the Huaxia professor named Mi, they had encountered him."

Apollo gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Yes, the Huaxia professor named Mi accidentally obtained a fragment of the Sacred Object, the Lance of Longinus, and arrogantly attempted to study the divine power it contained, angering the gods."

"You had once commanded us to capture this defiant person, yet we failed that time."

The Father let out a slight sigh, "I am aware of all these matters."

"The God Defiler Yang Fei has a very special identity. You should come back first."

Apollo was instantly taken aback.

"Heavenly Father, are you suggesting that I temporarily ignore this detestable God Defiler?"

The Father's voice contained a hint of gravity.

"Every God Defiler is extremely powerful."

"For now, your strength isn't enough. Return to the Temple of Light first."

"When your Divine Crystal evolves into a Demi-God Divinity, we will then rescue this lost lamb."

Apollo showed visible resistance, but in the end, he nodded.

"I obey Heavenly Father's command."

He said this, glanced at the flames and smoke rising from the General's Mansion, gritted his teeth, and vanished into the darkness.

Yang Fei led the Changfeng Squad, charging straight towards the defense zone of the Great Desert in the west.

As long as they entered the vast desert, the Changfeng Squad would be safe.

Behind them lay the corpses of pursuing enemies scattered haphazardly.

Yang Fei's precise targeting was too terrifying. Anyone entering his shooting range would face his lethal sniper shots.

As a result, the pursuing soldiers dwindled, ultimately stretching into a sparse skirmish line, devoid of any combat strength.

Ghost Wolf and Shen Feng's heavy machine guns were already in position.

As soon as the Changfeng Squad crossed the fortifications, their machine guns instantly erupted.

The storm of bullets, like hail, showered over the pursuing enemies.

The unsuspecting enemy suffered heavy casualties in an instant, collapsing like harvested wheat.

Ghost Wolf remained silent, while Shen Feng laughed heartily.

He emptied the long ammo belt and then, together with Ghost Wolf, abandoned the fortifications to catch up with the Changfeng Squad.

The night was deep, and Beldomcen's guards finally gave up their chase.

Even in the military stronghold of Beldomcen, they couldn't capture this powerful group of assassins, much less in the complex terrain of the desert.

The Changfeng Squad marched swiftly, traveling over fifty kilometers into the desert before setting up camp with safety ensured.

The triumphant team laughed heartily, all loosening their belts to urinate in the direction of the enemy in the east.

This operation, raiding a general from so far away, fueled each member's hormones beyond limits, feeling exhilarated.

Yang Fei worried about the situation at Niusku Diamond Mine, he gazed towards the northeast, slightly lost in thought.

Mad Blade immediately noticed, patting his shoulder.

"What's this, missing Her Majesty Helen? How could you make us single guys endure this?"

Yang Fei laughed and cursed, "Nonsense, I'm just worried about the battle situation at Niusku Diamond Mine."

"You don't know; those slave brothers just learned how to pull the trigger and could accidentally let the enemy break through."

Mad Blade nodded, "That's possible, how about we march overnight for reinforcement?"

"After all, there are three hundred Huaxia compatriots, blood is thicker than water."

Yang Fei hummed in agreement, suddenly let out a wail, and rolled in the sand.

"Damn, my miserable and busy fate."

In reality, the battle at Niusku Diamond Mine was worse than Yang Fei and Mad Blade imagined.

Yang Fei was right; the biggest flaw of the Slave Armament was their inexperience with weapons.

Not to mention avoiding bullets, missile, and rocket fire.

Every missile strike was a major disaster for the Slave Armament.

With missile bombings, countless miners were blown to pieces.

Against bullets, they would instinctively evade and hide behind cover.

But with missile bombardments, miners only instinctively covered their heads, lying on the ground before being blasted into fragments.

Besides missiles, there were also rockets, flashbangs, and heavy machine guns, these large-scale weapons.

During the night Changfeng Squad executed their decapitation mission.

The mercenaries switched tactics, centering on heavy weapons as their core force, with other soldiers following suit, advancing step by step forward.