Chapter 842
Quickly crawling through the grass, the four teams made their way to the base of the watchtowers. They also rubbed their faces against the tree bark to ensure the gravy scent was noticeable.
They couldn't climb up to assassinate the sentries, as that would likely get them caught. So, they deployed their biological weapon—the Morbian ring snake, a highly venomous species.
Lionel and his subordinates had specially trained this breed to understand their commands, and these snakes were often used in assassination missions.
As the snakes slithered upward, Lionel and his team had already retreated to a safe distance.
Meanwhile, Gaston and his squad were busy counting gas masks, preparing to use incendiary bombs to burn down Cyrus' Deathspore Array as their last resort. Then, they could secure all the prize money.
"Boss, no matter how strong that Summerland rascal is, he's probably done for this time."
"Those backward, ignorant men of Summerland are only capable of putting a preten
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