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.

the Master level that he had

was still rudimentary, his

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

could sometimes become arrogant and dismissive

along with its commissioner, cavalry guards, and dead soldiers, Jarvis felt an unparalleled

Commissioner Zyron, as mere Dark Realm warriors who were not even worthy of carrying

deemed it almost impossible for him to face any significant risks in

Charlie had foregone the traditional approach of using control weapons to

had loaded and powered up three close-in defense guns, poised to deliver

meticulously surveyed the surrounding area, searching for any sign of others

careful observation, he concluded that he was the only one outside the mine, and there was no one else in

deduce that the

real issue could lie within the mine

mind, Jarvis resolved to

message to Victor, which read: [Brother, no

you should issue a

thereafter, he received a brief

his impressive martial arts abilities, Jarvis lacked any

the field, he would have realized that the reason why warriors did not reign supreme in this world was due to the influence of cutting-edge technology, which diminished the

considerably weaker than him, and thus instinctively assumed that there was no one who could pose a threat

three formidable assassins positioned at the three commanding heights of the copper mine who

to overpower their foes, just as no one would think to use

the use of such weapons made perfect

the copper mine, he remained oblivious to the fact that Wesley’s computer screen had

rotating at high speed, and the muzzles of the guns were continually adjusted in accordance with their respective predetermined strike positions

to an unsettling sensation, as if many skilled warriors were watching him

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

the feeling quickly dissipated, and

Jarvis reminded himself that he had already broken through to the Grand Master Realm, and was no longer a

there were

Master pose any real threat to him

enter key of his computer, poised to trigger the three

sweated nervously, his Master Jackson stood anxiously behind