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.

Master level that

over the Aura was still rudimentary, his combat

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

individual could sometimes become arrogant and dismissive of modern

by the copper mine, along with its commissioner, cavalry guards, and dead soldiers, Jarvis

regarded the people there, even the powerful Commissioner Zyron, as mere

deemed it almost impossible for him to

traditional approach of using control weapons to handle

loaded and powered up three close-in defense guns, poised to deliver a fatal blow to

with a calm demeanor, he meticulously surveyed the surrounding area, searching

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

that the mine was not being monitored

the real issue could lie within

Jarvis resolved

and sent a message

and you should issue a secret order to Zyron

thereafter, he received a brief reply from Victor:

impressive martial arts abilities, Jarvis lacked any

the reason why warriors did not reign supreme in this world was due to the influence of

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

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

to overpower their foes, just as no one would think

the use of such weapons made perfect

rapidly and silently broke through the north wall of the copper mine, he remained oblivious to the fact that Wesley’s

close-in anti-aircraft guns began rotating at high speed, and the muzzles of the guns were continually adjusted in accordance

felt something amiss, and his intuition gave rise to an unsettling sensation, as if

Why do I feel so

and

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

were few opponents

a mere Master pose any real threat to

his computer, poised to trigger

sweated nervously, his Master Jackson stood