The Charismatic Charlie Wade

The temperature of both the engine’s water and the hood remained high, despite the absence of any passengers or drivers inside the car.

Meanwhile, Jarvis had taken refuge in the heart of a tall tree located in the northern forest adjacent to the copper mine.

Concealing his figure amidst the thick foliage, he could easily monitor the activity on the mine’s north side through the small gaps in the leaves.

Another tree behind him bore the weight of a decapitated corpse.

The brutal force with which the head had been wrenched from the body was evident, and the deceased’s own belt had been used to tie both ankles to a thick branch, suspending the lifeless form in mid-air.

Blood still spurted from the severed neck, mingling with the rain and forming a crimson stream on the ground.

This unfortunate soul had been the taxi driver who had transported Jarvis to this location.

Jarvis had originally intended to kill people on the plane, but this plan was deemed unfeasible due to the risk of alarming the crew and potentially causing an air crash.

Consequently, he had shifted his focus to the taxi driver.

The driver had obediently parked on the roadside as Jarvis had asked, but the latter was unwilling to leave anything to chance when it came to his own safety.

As a result, he dragged the driver into the nearby woods and mercilessly took his life, using the act to alleviate his own depression.

With the deed done, Jarvis finally felt a sense of calm wash over him.

Ignoring the bloody corpse that now lay behind him, he instead turned his attention to the copper mine located not far away.

Having mastered reiki, his senses had become significantly enhanced, allowing him to detect the presence of the secret sentries stationed at the mine even from several hundred meters away.

Jarvis was not surprised to learn of the existence of these sentries, given the crucial role that the Dead Soldiers Station played in the Warriors Den.

Each of these stations was a costly investment in terms of both manpower and resources, and security was therefore deemed of utmost importance.

Fortunately for Jarvis, the strength of these cavalry guards was relatively weak, with an overall combat power rating of only five to eight stars.

Given his own formidable skills, he was confident that he could easily blend in without attracting any unwanted attention.

Unlike Charlie, who had fortuitously stumbled upon the “Apocalyptic Book” and swiftly mastered the Aura, Jarvis had diligently cultivated his skills, gradually advancing from being a warrior in the Light Realm to the Dark Realm, Transformation Realm, and finally the Master Realm.

only upon reaching the Master level that he

still rudimentary, his combat abilities and

to the Master level through sheer hard work was undoubtedly a martial arts genius, one who dedicated himself to his craft year-round, surpassing

could sometimes become arrogant and dismissive of modern

cavalry guards, and dead

mere Dark Realm warriors who were not even

impossible for him to face any significant risks

had foregone the traditional approach of using control weapons to handle a martial

poised to deliver a fatal blow to the opponent at a moment’s

surveyed the surrounding area, searching for any sign of others

careful observation, he concluded that he was the

him to deduce that the

issue could lie within the mine

mind, Jarvis resolved to infiltrate the mine at

and sent a message to Victor, which read: [Brother, no abnormalities

to infiltrate, and you should issue a secret order

he received a brief reply

impressive martial arts abilities, Jarvis lacked any real

he had known more about the field, he would have realized that the reason why warriors did not reign supreme in this

present was considerably weaker than him, and thus instinctively assumed that there

assassins positioned at the three commanding heights of the copper mine who were more than capable

foolish enough to rely solely on close-in artillery to overpower their foes, just as no one would think to use a main battle tank to

in this situation, the use

to the fact that Wesley’s computer screen had already issued an alarm when he

servo motors of the three close-in anti-aircraft guns began rotating at high speed, and the muzzles of the guns were continually adjusted in accordance with their respective predetermined

felt something amiss, and his intuition gave rise to an unsettling sensation, as if many skilled warriors were watching

help but wonder, “What’s going on… Why do

the feeling quickly dissipated, and he dismissed it

broken through to the Grand Master Realm, and was no

that there were few opponents in the

could a mere Master pose any real

positioned his finger on the enter key of his computer, poised to trigger the three close-in defense guns to attack Jarvis’s location

Jackson stood anxiously behind him, urging