The armored being dropped from the bridge like a rock and landed precisely on top of the bulletproof car Busby was riding in. Everything appeared to be executed with extreme precision under Milo’s control.
In the vehicles at the rear that were responsible for escorting Busby, the soldiers raised their guns and got ready to shoot when they saw the armored being dropping down from above.
But it was too late to do anything. Milo raised the black saber in his hand high. The moment he swung it down, he channeled his strength from his hips, abdomen, and arm at the same time, gathering all of it at the tip of the saber.
With a screech, the sound of metal being cut could be heard. Many of the soldiers could not help but clap their hands over their ears. The screeching sounded as though it could pierce everyone’s hearts.
The driver’s terrified screams could be heard coming from the bulletproof car.
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