After Beating the Game, I Became the Villain BOSS
Chapter 443 - 300: Till Death, No Surrender (Part 3)
They all looked up, instantly plunged into a state of shock.
The crimson umbrella emblem shone as always atop the Edge Mansion.
And next to it... a blood flag was raised!
The blood-red flag fluttered in the cold winter night wind, the glow of the crimson umbrella emblem casting an even more eerie and frightening crimson hue.
The blood flag, anyone familiar with mercenary culture knows what it signifies.
It is the most ruthless and extreme signal that mercenaries send to the outside world.
When the blood flag is raised, it means blood for blood, until the death.
The mercenary realm in New Moon City has been developing for 70 years, and the appearance of the blood flag is extraordinarily rare.
Because mercenaries operate for profit, and peace yields prosperity.
Even with conflicts, they’re often resolved through negotiation, fighting while talking, promoting peace through war, leaving room for future meetings.
And the Edge’s brazen raising of the blood flag this time signifies their breaking point, to fully settle recent events.
The journalists hadn’t yet recovered from their shock when the hangar bay doors between the 33rd and 40th floors of Edge Mansion opened wide.
Armed drones, floating gunships, individual flying devices... thousands of flying units emerged, their engine lights dazzling, like a vast sea of stars, rolling towards another part of the city.
At this moment, the scene of the blood flag being raised at Edge Mansion had already spread across major media through the internet.
[Lakefront Business District, Edge Mansion Medical Zone]
Medical work for Shangguan Li and Dongdong was still ongoing.
Dongdong was severely injured and had yet to wake up, still in surgery.
Shangguan Li had awakened and was transferred to a convalescent room, lying in bed watching the blood flag on TV, feeling a chill down her spine, murmuring, "Director Su, please stay calm..."
[Anmi New District, Lakefront Villa]
Dress and several intermediaries were having a gathering and drinking at home, silently watching the TV.
An intermediary asked with a peculiar expression, "Has Su Mo gone mad? Does he know what raising the blood flag means?"
Dress sneered repeatedly, spitting the sunflower seeds in his mouth into the ashtray, saying coldly, "I’ve told you, this guy has a screw loose. Lucky I cut ties with him early, or I’d be the one splattered with blood eventually."
[Municipal Center District, Death Scythe Military Headquarters]
Master Wen stood alone atop the building, looking far towards the city line, at the blood flag raised on Edge Mansion.
He was so old, just the bitter cold evening breeze was enough to make him shiver.
The attendant gently reminded, "Master Wen, it’s too cold here, let’s go back."
Master Wen tightened his collar, with the attendant’s assistance, left while muttering, "Haven’t seen this scene for so many years... what kind of person is this Su Mo anyway..."
[Border District, territory occupied by Wolf Assault]
The vast street had turned into a sea of fire, and the Wolf Assault Thugs guarding the district had been slaughtered, bodies lying in disarray.
The Death Scythe Mercenaries were cleaning up the battlefield, terminating the whimpering Wolf Assault injured, each gunshot marking the end of a life.
Zhou Hanyan stood at a height, at his feet a wolfhead banner ablaze.
He held a phone, quietly observing the screen where another blood-red flag rose proudly. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
A Death Scythe Mercenary ran up, shouting, "Commander, the drone reconnaissance unit has reported that the Wolf King is heading our way, arriving in twenty minutes."
Zhou Hanyan put away his phone, gestured for retreat.
The surrounding Death Scythe Mercenaries immediately boarded individual flying devices, gradually leaving the battlefield.
Before stepping onto his flying device, Zhou Hanyan looked up at the pitch-black night sky, meaningfully saying, "The younger generation will surpass us indeed."
[Municipal Center District, Heaven-Reaching Tower]
Zhao Yiming sat in his office with a chessboard in front of him, the opponent’s seat empty.
He wielded the white pieces.
He also wielded the black pieces.
He watched the blood flag holographic image projected by Unit Yi, laughing heartily and joyously clapping his hands.
"That’s it! Young man, you haven’t let me down, that’s it!"
"Keep moving forward, towards the abyss! Only through rising in blood and fire can you forge a true King of Mercenaries!"