The two subordinates widened their eyes when they saw the cloaked man running toward them.
The sword slashed down on them before they could scream or flee. Their heads fell off, and their bodies shriveled up.
The whirring of helicopter blades could be heard from a distance away. The man sheathed his sword and dashed back into the forest.
Soon, three Black Hawk helicopters slowly descended in front of the cave. Twenty or so men and women of all shapes and sizes got down.
The one walking at the very front is a young man with a pale face and red lips wearing armor. Behind him was a middle-aged man in his 40s in a black cloak. But this middle-aged man looked anxious. Cold sweat was dripping from his forehead.
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