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At this moment, a thousand meters above them, as they descended lower and lower, Caesar and Erick finally saw the cargo ship below.
"Prepare for impact!"
Caesar shouted, and Erick nodded, both clinging tightly to the giant eagle's pitch-black feathers.
"No need, I'll clear the area first."
But Illumi had no intention of descending so directly. Unknown to Caesar and Erick, there were too many fully armed guards on the cargo ship, and the area was too open. With their current strength, there was a risk of injury.
"Clear the area?"
Caesar and Erick froze, wondering how he intended to do that.
Before they could speak, the giant eagle's dive posture suddenly changed. Its wings vibrated with a "boom," instantly shifting from a dive to a glide.
"What is that!?"
Finally, someone discovered it due to the explosive sound of the giant eagle's flapping wings. They looked up at the sky, their voice filled with shock.
The guard watched the giant eagle accelerating, gliding from above towards their cargo ship's deck. Its speed was absolutely beyond human endurance.
"Look out!"
"Intruders!"
The guard immediately shouted, pulling the trigger, and a dense volley of gunfire erupted on the deck.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
The howling wind swept over Illumi, who remained unfazed, looking at the numerous guards firing their guns below.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
Unfortunately, the giant eagle was composed of shadows, and the shadow's defense was terrifyingly strong, no weaker than the strongest shield. Countless bullets struck the giant eagle's body, but other than some sparks from friction, the giant eagle was completely unharmed.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
As they fired at the giant eagle, a large number of black shadows burst forth from its body, transforming into sharp black spikes that attacked the guards.
"Pffft, pffft, pffft..."
The sound of flesh being pierced by sharp objects. Dozens of guards on the deck felt their bodies tremble, followed by a chill from the foreign objects entering them.
But before they could scream, the black spikes that pierced their bodies were pulled out with a "whoosh," and the guards, losing their support, slowly fell to the ground.
"Boom!"
The giant eagle's ten-meter wingspan flapped violently, stirring up a wave of air that sent many guards and containers flying from the deck. As it swept over the deck, dense black spikes burst from its wings and body.
"Ah!"
"Help... help me..."
"Run!"
Seeing the black spikes, the guards frantically searched for cover and tried to escape.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
Thick spikes penetrated containers and cabins, stabbing into the guards' bodies.
"Ugh..."
The pierced guards instinctively looked down at the spikes piercing their chests.
With a "whoosh," the spikes withdrew, and blood splattered.
The guards' ideas were correct, but useless.
Illumi's attack not only carried the effect of the strongest shield but also the effect of the strongest spear. Offense and defense in one, impeccable.
"Boom!"
Illumi controlled the giant eagle to "crash-land" on the cargo ship's deck, causing a massive sound.
"Clack, clack..."
Illumi and his two companions leaped from the giant eagle's back, standing on the deck. Looking at the chaotic cargo ship, Caesar and Erick were deeply shaken.
"He took out over a hundred fully armed guards all by himself?"
Caesar's mouth twitched slightly, but thinking that they too would one day be able to do such a thing, a surge of excitement ignited in their hearts.
"Next, it's our turn, right?"
Caesar and Erick took a step forward, heading towards the cabin entrance.
"Stop!"
But Illumi spoke to stop them. The two paused, turning to look at Illumi, confused.
"Whoosh!"
A whooshing sound came.
Caesar and Erick's eyes immediately widened. They knew very well that this was the sound of an RPG being fired.
"Boom!"
An explosion sounded, and smoke billowed, obscuring the area where Illumi and his companions were.
"This should kill them, right?"
At the cabin entrance, a guard carrying an RPG looked at the smoke-filled area, exhaling slowly, his face relaxing.
However, just as he lowered his head.
"Pfft!"
A black spike suddenly emerged from the ground, piercing his chin and exiting the top of his head.
After piercing the guard's head, the spike instantly retracted into the ground, sliding along the deck back into the area covered by thick smoke.
The guard's body fell to the ground with a "thud," and blood slowly seeped out.
"Tap..."
A black leather shoe stepped out of the smoke, followed by black suit trousers, and a torso clad in a black suit, an handsome pale face, and eyes with faint dark circles.
"Boss's ability is too convenient."
Caesar and Erick emerged from the smoke, one after another, standing behind Illumi, grinning.
They were still somewhat spooked. Just now, they thought they were about to be hit, but at the crucial moment, a layer of black unknown material suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking all damage.
Illumi paid no attention. He looked at the cabin. Going down from here would lead them into the enemy's interior.
"Boss, do you need me to lead the way?"
Caesar asked. On the open deck just now, he might not have been able to fully utilize his skills, but once inside the cargo ship, with his abilities, he would be at ease.
"No, I have an interesting idea."
Illumi pondered for a moment, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
As Illumi's words fell, black shadows converged in front of him, forming into black wolves.
One by one, the black wolves continuously rose from the ground. In just three short seconds, ten black wolves appeared on the deck.
Their crimson eyes opened, emitting a bloodthirsty red glow. Their maws were slightly agape, revealing sharp black teeth, sending shivers down one's spine.
"Gulp..."
Caesar and Erick involuntarily took a step back. These black wolves were not large; from nose to tail, their bodies were 130cm long.
They were medium-sized and well-proportioned, with long limbs suitable for fast running.
At the same time, their pitch-black fur was incredibly tough, and their short claws were sharp.
"Go, kill everyone who resists us."
Following Illumi's command, the black wolves moved their limbs, swiftly entering the cabin and beginning their hunt.
Meanwhile, in the warden's office of this prison...
A middle-aged man with a flat top haircut, wearing a suit and aged between forty and forty-five, sat in his office chair, holding an apple in his left hand and peeling it with a dagger in his right.
On the table in front of him was a steaming cup of coffee.
He looked relaxed, his movements unhurried.
He was the person in charge of this prison, Hannibal Bane.
"Three intruders have broken into the prison and are heading towards the interior!"
Hannibal's movements paused. He picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and said in a leisurely tone,
"They're just three intruders. Calm down and take them out."
"No..."
The voice from the walkie-talkie was terrified and fragmented.
"One hundred and fifty fully armed guards we deployed outside the prison... they're all..."
"They've all been killed!"
"Ah~!!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the person on the other end of the walkie-talkie let out a horrific scream, followed by the sound of flesh being torn.
Hannibal listened to the wails and screams from the walkie-talkie, slowly raising the peeled apple in his hand. He took a "crunch, crunch" bite, chewing expressionlessly.
"Three people against one hundred and fifty fully armed guards."
"And they died before they could even notify us?"
Hannibal raised the apple to his mouth again, then suddenly lifted his arm and angrily smashed the apple "splat" onto the floor.
He then picked up the walkie-talkie from the table, walked out of his office, and headed towards the monitoring room.
"Clatter, clatter..."
Illumi and his two companions entered the prison from the cabin entrance. As soon as they stepped inside, they heard a dense burst of gunfire.
"Ah~!!!"
After the gunfire, screams and howls echoed continuously.
"It's working well."
Illumi strolled through the pools of blood, his vision shifting as the black wolves rapidly delved deeper. He needed to find the warden named Hannibal Bane.
Illumi ascended the stairs, step by step, deeper into the prison. Around every corner, a guard's corpse appeared before them.
"Boss, isn't this making us look useless?"
Caesar and Erick followed him, both feeling like they were just here to fetch soy sauce, unable to help in any way.
"Hmm, I originally thought you two might be of some use."
Illumi replied, leaving Caesar and Erick speechless. They had also expected to be able to clear out the small fry, but they hadn't anticipated Illumi suddenly coming up with the idea of using Nen Beasts for that.
"Don't worry, your ability will be needed later."
Illumi glanced back at Caesar and said.
His original purpose was to find Kipsil Aguilar, the weapons expert, but now, he intended to claim this prison for himself.
"However, in that case, we can't kill all the guards."
"We just need to find Hannibal Bane; everyone else is just a hired worker."
Illumi walked with his hands clasped behind his back, as the three of them went deeper into the prison.
Meanwhile, in the monitoring room.
Hannibal stood in the center of the monitoring room, watching the screens as guards were killed one by one by unknown black wolves, his face cold.
"Sir, take a look at this."
A bald subordinate in a guard's uniform suddenly called out. Hannibal turned to him, walked over, and looked at the monitoring screen he was pointing at.
Hannibal tilted his head, his face cold.
"Are these three the intruders?"
The bald guard nodded. Besides these three, the monitors couldn't find any other external intruders.
"They wouldn't invade the prison without a reason. There must be something."
Hannibal crossed his arms, staring at Illumi and his companions on the screen, lost in thought.
"Have we had any recent conflicts with anyone?"
After a moment, Hannibal looked at his bald subordinate and asked.
"No, sir."
The bald guard shook his head and replied. Hannibal clenched his right fist, blew on it, and asked again.
"So, a deal that didn't go well?"
Hannibal frowned. Suddenly, he looked up at the three on the screen, a smile appearing on his face.
He remembered. Recently, a mysterious person contacted him through the black market, wanting to trade for Kipsil Aguilar. He asked for five billion, but the other party gave up after only two rounds of negotiation.
"It must be them."
Hannibal's smile gradually turned sinister, his teeth gritted.
"Damn it, a bunch of paupers, trying to snatch it just because they can't afford it, huh?!"
"Arrest Kipsil Aguilar and lock him up in E-block!"
"Yes, sir!"
The bald guard immediately stood at attention, saluted, and ran out of the monitoring room, leading a small team to apprehend the prisoner.
Time: Five minutes after the invasion began.
Location: C-block, mess hall.
Numerous prisoners in their uniforms came and went with their iron trays. They lined up at the mess hall window, where staff served them three dishes and a soup.
Two vegetarian dishes, one meat dish, and a bowl of meat soup.
Kipsil was among them. He took his tray and sat down in the middle of the mess hall. Opposite him sat a burly middle-aged man with a slicked-back hairstyle.
"Did you notice?"
After Kipsil sat down, he subtly scanned the mess hall, then whispered.
"What are you referring to?"
The burly man opposite him similarly glanced left and right with his peripheral vision, whispering back.
"The guards, their footsteps have changed slightly."
Kipsil looked up at the guards patrolling the corridor above the mess hall. The burly man also looked up at them.
"Look closely, their expressions and movements are different from usual."
"And every now and then, they tilt their heads to the left, as if listening intently to something."
The burly man's eyes narrowed. He focused his attention on one of the guards. Suddenly, the guard he was watching sharply turned his head, his eyes fixed on him.
"Whoosh!"
The burly man quickly lowered his head, scooped a spoonful of rice with his spoon, put it in his mouth, and while chewing, said,
"They're listening to their walkie-talkies. Something has happened."
"Exactly, and it's not a small matter, unresolved for so long."
Kipsil quickly finished his lunch. He felt this might be his last meal here.
"What do you plan to do?"
The burly man, feigning a normal conversation, asked Kipsil.
"How long has it been since our prison dance party?"
Kipsil drank all his meat soup, picked up his tray, and licked the last grain of rice into his mouth.
"It's been three weeks since it was held."
The burly man's face curled into a mysterious smile. He slowly rose, carrying his tray full of food, and scanned the surroundings.
Finally, his gaze settled on a stout bald man who had just gotten his food and was walking towards the burly man.
"FUCK you!"
The burly man watched the bald fat man pass by, cursed loudly, and violently flipped his tray, splattering a pile of food onto the bald fat man's face. Then he raised the iron tray with both hands and slammed it down on the bald fat man's head.
"Bang!"
With a loud crash, the iron tray hit the bald fat man's head, leaving an imprint of his face.
"You fucking..."
The bald fat man slowly reached up to remove the iron tray from his face, then slowly looked down at the burly man, blood dripping from his nose to his lips, his eyes wide with explosive rage.
"Die! You disgusting pink-underwear homosexual!"
The bald fat man raised his massive arm and threw a punch. The burly man deftly dodged, and the bald man's "thud" of a fist landed on the dining table.
The bald fat man's companions rushed over, and more and more people gathered, attracted by the commotion.
Kipsil looked up. The guards had already started running down the corridor. He felt it was time.
"You damned terrorist leader, I'm gonna bash your fucking head in!"
Kipsil suddenly stood up and slammed his tray "bang" on the head of a prisoner behind him. The prisoner's companion immediately retaliated, punching Kipsil's left cheek.
Their actions were like a fuse, and more and more people joined the brawl. The entire mess hall instantly descended into chaos.
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