In the middle of the night, the assault squad of the Special District Garrison attacked the ancient warehouse in the harbor area. That was because there was intelligence that pointed out that the smuggling criminal group was carrying out black market weapons trafficking here.
The explosives blew away the door of the warehouse, and then the team members in bulletproof vests broke through. A rusty iron pillar. Layers of wooden boxes. Under the dim light of the mercury lamp, the men in the warehouse stood up together. Under their feet, which seemed to be enjoying the fun of the card game, the sonic boom bomb that was thrown exploded. Then, the bullet swept towards the men who were instantly blinded.
The bullets used by the Assault Squad were amber-gold bullets that had been refined by Saint Grades. It was a special bullet used to seal the regeneration ability of the demon race's flesh.
After breaking through the inner wall of the warehouse, the second squad of the assault squad broke in. The suspects who tried to escape through the window were killed one by one by the sniper squad lurking in the surrounding buildings.
The battle ended in less than two minutes. In the face of the surprise attack of the two fully armed special district garrison teams, the suspects were completely suppressed. After the smoke from the tear gas dispersed, they could be seen lying on the ground in layers.
There were seven men there. They were all demons, and they were all demons who had entered the country illegally without a registration certificate. They were lying on the ground, bathed in blood from the rain of bullets.
Although it was impossible to kill the orcs with extraordinary vitality with this level of damage, it seemed that it had also stopped their shapeshifting and rendered them unable to move.
"Restrain all the prisoners," the assault squad leader ordered his subordinates.
However, he suddenly remembered something. It was the information he received during the battle conference before the invasion. There were a total of eight suspects lurking in the warehouse. In that case, there should be another person somewhere.
In front of the team leader, who had instantly readied his gun, the body of the beastman that had been knocked down suddenly bounced off violently. What appeared from below was an almost uninjured mo. A beastman with a huge body and a leopard head with neat black hair. It seemed that he was using his companions as meat shields to protect his body and hide his aura.
In the hands of that demon who had completely transformed into a beast, there was a small remote control-like device. The simple machine was probably the switch to detonate the explosives in the warehouse. The team leader who noticed this gasped.
"Quickly retreat!" The captain shouted angrily. However, his voice was drowned out by the explosion. The stacked wooden boxes were shattered by the shock wave, and the heat wave swept over the interior of the warehouse in an instant.
The flames dyed the night sky red…
“Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!……How dare they do such a thing, those humans!”While cursing in a hoarse voice, the man with the leopard head ran quickly on the streets in the middle of the night.
The gunshot wound was throbbing with pain. The pain from his eyes and nose was probably the effect of the tear gas. Attacked by a cursed weapon, the Orc's regeneration ability was hindered, and the pain was prolonged.
However, this was not the only reason why the man was angry. It would have been great if they had escaped from the explosion, but they had lost their companions, and even the weapons deal had been destroyed. Although this wasn't a loss that would hinder the plan, it was undoubtedly a loss of composure. If this went on, he would lose his prestige in the organization, and even the major's trust in him would be lost.
"Unforgivable. Those guys…we must make them regret it!”The man looked at the warehouse that was surrounded by flames with a hateful gaze. Then, he slowly shifted his gaze to the street illuminated by the moonlight.
Tokyo's String God City was a huge artificial island floating in the Pacific Ocean. A city where humans and demons coexisted, a product of the Sanctuary treaty. It was also an ominous "demon special zone".
The leopard headed man was born in Europe's Battle King Realm, so he didn't have any enmity with the humans of the flux god city. However, he had a reason to destroy this street. If the "special zone of demons" collapsed, the world would know that the Black Death Emperor Sect was still alive. It would also become a smoke that represented the betrayal of the hateful tyrants who belittled the status of demons.
The plan was already in motion. Even if the Garrison Guard wanted to do something now, the fate of the city would not be changed.
Although he was slightly hindered, considering that he had attracted their attention, it was better to say that this was a good opportunity. As long as he acted as bait to cause chaos in the special district garrison, the success rate of the plan would undoubtedly increase. Even his current thoughts might be part of the major's plan.
No matter what, the chance to take revenge on the Special District Garrison Guards who had taken away his companion was about to arrive. Placing a bomb in the middle of the city to make those guys feel helpless was not a bad idea.
It did not matter how many citizens were involved. It was just that they died earlier than the others. That's right, no matter what, the fate of this street was to be destroyed.
" Huhahaha!!!" His lips curled up until his cheeks split into two, and the man laughed loudly.
Just like that, he maintained his orc form and jumped up. In one breath, he jumped onto the roof of a five-story building. The leopard-men were known as the L-type orc race, and they were also a race that was especially outstanding in terms of their light figure and agility. No pursuers could catch up to him as he fled in the night market.
I'll hide somewhere for now and wait for my wound to heal…But before that, the man pressed his finger on the remote control button of the detonation device.
They had installed two bombs in advance. The first one had been used in the warehouse, and the other one was placed in the underground passage in the harbor area.
This was the time when the Special District Garrison Guard's reinforcements, who had been called to rescue the injured, passed through that place. He would use the first explosion to lure the enemy's companions to gather, and then use the second bomb to wipe them out. This was a widely used method on the battlefield.
"Let me experience the hatred of my comrades!”The man exerted strength on the hand holding the remote control. However, even though he had clearly touched the button, he did not feel anything.
Driven by the strong sense of incongruity, the man looked at his right hand and took a deep breath. The remote control that should have been in his hand disappeared. Instead, chains were wrapped around his wrist. Silver chains that came out of nowhere bound his wrists like handcuffs.
" What…is this!?" In order to pull off the chains, the leopard headed man injected strength into his wrist. However, even with the strength of the orcs 'wrists, they could not break this silver chain. Instead, the man who was being pulled by the chains became unable to move in this place.
Immediately after, a voice with a smile and a slurred voice sounded behind him.
"No matter what, this is the 'Lock of Commandment' forged by the gods. So far, no one else with the same power as you can solve it except for that guy.”
" What?!" The man let out a low voice and looked behind him.
The owner of the voice was a young woman. A woman stood on the water supply tower on the roof. It was a short woman who looked like a young girl. She was dressed in extravagant clothes and was holding a parasol in the middle of the night. Her innocent and neat face looked like she was looking at a doll that was lovable. This attitude that was out of place in this place made the man feel a wave of terror for no reason.
"Even now, you're still using the cheap, unencrypted, simulated wireless detonation device. It was really a pity that it had not gone off.”The woman whispered mockingly as she spun the small remote-control-like machine in her palm.
The man's expression twitched when he saw this scene. The machine that the woman holding the parasol was fiddling with was the detonation device of the bomb he had just held. What kind of trick did this woman use? She even allowed him, an orc, to approach her without realizing it and even took away the detonation device.
"Demon Attacker? How did he catch up to me?”The leopard-headed man narrowed his golden eyes and glared at the woman. The woman covered her mouth and giggled.
"You are the one. Do you think you can escape from me? There must be a limit to your arrogance, wild cat.”
"…Don't get carried away, little girl!”The leopard headed man's voice turned berserk as he faced the woman who was laughing mockingly. He pulled out the knife on his belt and slashed at his right wrist. He had planned to cut off his wrists that were bound by the chains and regain his freedom. The woman holding the parasol let out a sigh of admiration.
"Hmph, as a wild cat, you have a backbone that can make people look at you in a different light. Looks like you're the subordinates of Kristoff Galdesius. Old bastards of the Black Death Emperor Sect, it's been hard on you to cross the sea to come here."
"…I'll kill you!" Blood sprayed out from his right hand as the man roared. Even for orcs with high healing abilities, it was not easy to completely recover their severed wrists. However, even if they had to sacrifice this much, it was still necessary to defeat this woman whose true colors were unknown. In order for their plan to succeed, they couldn't leave this woman, who knew the name of their major, Christof Galdesius, alone.
He immediately tore off his wrist, and with the explosive speed unique to beastmen, he rushed towards the woman holding the parasol.
There was no need to even rely on knives. The strength of the beastmen was also outstanding among the demons. For such a weak human woman, even if she was barehanded, she could be torn into pieces.
But even though she knew this, the woman with the parasol still revealed an elegant smile.
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