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Chapter 51 Jun Yan
"Lie down!"

Harald's golden eyes burned brightly. He reacted extremely quickly, letting out a shout before collapsing towards the doorway.

But it's hard to say about those Prosen soldiers who were caught off guard.

Chen Lai had a total of five grenades, but he threw four of them. He planned to keep the last one for himself if he couldn't win the battle.

Word of Power: Lord's Flame!
Ancient secrets poured out of Chen Lai's mouth, his golden eyes shining as bright as day. Compared to the concentration of his bloodline, the three soldiers of the Skeleton Master could only be considered as a low-level race!

The king descended from the sky, his face contorted with rage and ferocity!
Chen Lai rushed out of the shattered window. The glass shards cut his arm at extremely high speed, but the wounds healed rapidly thanks to the dragon's blood.

"Sokabuli!!!"

Chen Lai used Rosa language to severely humiliate the Prosen devils, and scorching flames surged in mid-air.

Junyan: Within a radius of five meters, it heats the air to an unusually high temperature, causing it to contract and engulf dust, resulting in a dust explosion.

"My Heavenly Father and Savior..."

Ulia, who was hiding at home, and Joanna and old Kant, who emerged from the barn, all simultaneously made the sign of the cross on their chests, using a "religious remnant" method to express their shock.

Previously, they only knew that this commander was very fierce, having killed more than a dozen Prosen soldiers in the trenches before being dragged off the front line due to serious injuries. They didn't expect him to be this fierce!
As expected, Rosa is blessed by God. Even though Comrade Stolt has purged so many Golden Eyes, there are still Golden Eyes gentlemen willing to fight for the Federation...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Junyan set fire to their winter uniforms, and after the grenade exploded, Junyan set off a second wave of explosions. Hundreds of Prosen soldiers rolled on the ground like firemen who had walked through hell.

The road was cleared, and a strange smell of roasted meat filled the air. Two skeleton soldiers who were chatting and joking inside heard the screams and rushed out to check the situation.

Harald lay on the ground, staring in disbelief at the man who had melted the snow and burned a black crater in the ground.

The guy hiding in the attic is actually a hybrid who has mastered the high-risk incantation "Monarch's Flame"!?

Damn it, with that kind of bloodline concentration, he could easily get a noble title like "Feng" in Prosen, but he actually hid in the attic just to ambush a few stragglers like them.
This kind of thing can probably only be encountered in the Rosa Federation. This dangerous hybrid was probably purged by Stolt and had nowhere else to go but to hide in this village.

In a flash, Harald figured it out. He realized that Chen Lai must have been involved with either the "Old Trotskyists" or the "Royalists," one of those mixed-race individuals who had been suppressed and purged by Stolt.

Perfect timing! Stolt's enemy is Prosen's friend, and a big fish of this caliber can completely replace Vlasov!

"Wait! Rosa, we, our friends, Aryans!"

Harald drew his sidearm, thought for a moment, but did not aim at Chen Lai. He slowly stood up and spoke to Chen Lai in broken Rosa.

Bang!
Chen Lai ignored him and proceeded to finish off the Prosen soldiers who had just escaped and were now preparing to shoot him with rifles. His reaction time was greatly amplified, and often the bullets would have already hit his forehead before the Prosen soldiers even raised their hands.

The crisp sound of gunfire rang out continuously, carrying far across the snow. Fortunately, the Skeleton Master had already gone far away, otherwise things would have been very difficult.

"Stop, or we'll shoot!"

The two Skeleton Division soldiers who came out of the house quickly figured out the situation, and pointed their MP38 submachine guns at Chen Lai, their hands already on the triggers.

"No, don't shoot." Harald stopped them and slowly approached Chen Lai alone.

He wasn't crazy; he knew perfectly well how terrifying hybrids with "Monarch's Flame" were. Hybrids of this caliber might not even be penetrated by bullets from a 98K rifle, let alone an MP38 submachine gun specifically designed for urban warfare—its power was simply too weak!
Chen Lai looked around. Most of the Prosen soldiers were dead, and there was no one left to threaten him with sniper shots. Only the three Prosen hybrids in front of him remained.

"This Stega rifle is still too weak." Chen Lai threw down the rifle in his hand and drew his hunting knife, holding it horizontally in front of his chest.

What he said was true. The Stryker rifle was a semi-automatic rifle from Rosa, which had one less bolt action than the Mosin-Nagant. This increased the firepower of ordinary soldiers, but reduced its power.

In contrast, Proson's rifles were designed to kill hybrids. The 98K had excessive power, required bolt action, and had weak firepower, but its power was truly strong!

"No, no, no, I didn't mean to hurt you." Harald removed the submachine gun with the straps attached, threw it on the ground, and raised his hands to the sky to indicate that he had no hostile intentions.

“Friend, Comrade, Comrade…”

Chen Lai indeed stopped and smiled at him.

Harald also smiled. In his view, winning over Chen Lai and making him a "traitor" was already a sure thing.

"Oh!"

The next second, Chen Lai suddenly dropped his hunting knife, stomped on it, and a 98K rifle stained with the blood of Prossen soldiers fell into his hand. He fired without hesitation, without even aiming.

At this distance, you can just fire blindly. In combat, the one who fires first is king!
"Who the hell calls themselves a 'communist'?"

Chen Lai spat. Others might not know the nature of these "Aryans," but surely he knew it himself?
This imperial guard appears to be gentle, polite, and self-disciplined, but in reality, they are all ruthless executioners!
When facing their own people or fellow mixed-race "Aryans," they will be very friendly, like a knight. But if you are an inferior race, then sorry, gas chambers and concentration camps await you.

"Fire!"

Harald collapsed in disbelief, shot in the neck, blood gushing out, and he fell to his knees.

Seeing that negotiations were fruitless, his companions behind him disregarded the firepower of their submachine guns and began firing.

Faced with this situation, Chen Lai could only once again rouse his dragon blood and release his sovereign flames. Only then did his body recover from his serious injuries. He was not as strong as he had imagined, and if he were hit by a bullet, he would still be a problem.

boom!
A dust explosion occurred at the entrance on the first floor. This time, Julie's house was completely uninhabitable. Four grenades and two Junyan explosions occurred at the entrance. The wooden structure of the house could not withstand the impact and the entire floor collapsed.

Wood chips and broken tiles flew everywhere, and the second-floor structure crashed diagonally onto two skeleton soldiers, killing them instantly.

Chen Lai felt a wave of dizziness and exhaustion. Word magic is a skill that consumes a lot of energy, and releasing it multiple times in a short period of time was too much for him, who had just recovered from his injuries.

After swaying a few times, Chen Lai fell backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

At the same time, Harald, who had been shot in the neck by a 98K, stood up unsteadily. He picked up the hunting knife on the ground and approached Chen Lai with a pale face.

"If it weren't for Gui Sheng, you would have really escaped this calamity."

Harald's golden eyes shone brightly, and a viscous gas resembling black mist swirled around him. Facing Chen Lai on the ground, he raised his hunting knife high.

Word of Power: Demon Victory - During its release, the user will disregard pain and fight with reckless abandon.

(End of this chapter)