<b>Chapter </b><b>241 </b>


    The night was silent–until the roar of an craft split through the darkness.


    A helicopter,ing from the US, descended toward The Obsidian Order’s base.


    The signal tower had already received word of the arrival, and every elite member of the organization gathered information, awaiting their leader.


    As the helicopter slowlynded on the tarmac, Sebastian leaped down, d in a sleek ck <bbat </b>uniform.


    At his sides stood his four chief guardians—Tyler, Vaugh, King, and Yuleng


    “Wee. Lord.”


    The entire force, from the highest–ranking officers to the frontline warriors, called <b>out </b>in unison, their voices shaking the night sky.


    Sebastian’s gaze was sharp as he surveyed his men. “Are the elites ready?”


    ully assembled!” came the immediate response.


    “Fully


    “Good. Tonight’s mission is simple–we take down ck Shark. But ck Wolf Fortress is heavily fortified. We won’t <b>charge </b><b>in </b>recklessly follow my


    The Obsidian Order was still <b>a </b>rtively <b>young </b>organization, not as vast or <b>deep</b>–rooted as ck Wolf Fortress. That meant tonight’s battle had to be fought with strategy, not brute <b>force</b>.


    “Yes, sir”


    Morale was high, and the warriors stood ready,


    With the finalmand, Sebastian and his elite forces boarded the stealth aircraft.


    Under the cover of night and heavy clouds<b>, </b><b>they </b>flew toward the northern territones.


    The Northem Territories


    The vast, dark ocean stretched endlessly, waves crashing against the unseen shores.


    <b>Inside </b>ck Wolf Fortress, amunications officer rushed into the main hall, “Boss, we’ve got movement from the U.S.”


    ck Shark–Raze–the ruthless overlord of the northem underworld, sat on his throne–like chair, draped in a long ck cloak. A carved wooden mask


    obscured his face.


    “What kind of movement?” his voice, deep and icy, demanded.


    The officer hesitated before responding. <b>“</b>Jasper… he’s been captured<b>.</b>”


    A sharp inhale echoed through the hall.


    ck <b>Shark’s </b>fingers curled into a fist. “Did he talk?”


    “No confirmation yet.”


    <b>ck </b>Shark’s eyes darkened. He gestured <b>to </b><b>a </b>masked figure standing at his side. “Phantom, go. If necessary. He drew his thumb across his throat.


    Phantom nodded, understanding the order. Jasper could not be allowed to reveal anything


    <b>14 </b>


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    After Phanton departed, ck Shark Mood and sighaled his men. “Prepare my Aircraft. I have a d?st in negotiate”.


    Before leaving, he handed control of ck Wolf Fortress over to his second inmand his younger brother, Van


    That night, white Van and his topmanders drank themselves into a stupor, believing their fortress to be imprable,


    The sea was restless, wives crashing violently under a sky thick with rolling storm clouds. Lightning cracked through the heavens.


    Then, like specters emerging from the void, twelve high tech stealth aircrafts cut through the sky.


    The storm provided the perfect cover,


    sath was already dodagin..


    On the watchtower, ck Wolf Fortress’s guards mistook the iing aircrafts as their owes and even sent out navigation signals.


    As the stealth jets soared <b>over </b>the fortress, figures in ck dropped silently onto the rooftops The Obsidian Order’s elite warriors.


    Like shadows, they moved swiftly, slipping into position, undetected


    Their objectives were clear: the warriors would neutralize the opposition, while a select squad focused on finding Raymond’s whereabouts.


    Inside the Fortress”


    Van and hismanders were still drinking when a faint, unnatural sound reached their ears.


    “What was that?” one of them muttered.


    “Thunder,” Van said, waving it off, “ignore it. Keep drinking–we’re not stopping until we’re wasted!”


    He had no idea his empire was already under siege.


    e materialized at the entrance of the grand hall.


    Not until a dark figure


    Still drunk, Van squinted at the shadowy presence. “Who <b>the </b>hell… Bring more wine!”


    Before he could even react, four more Epres appeared behind the first–Tyler, Vaughn, King, and Yutong.


    In the blink of an eye, steel shed.


    Two of Van’s <b>top </b>lieutenants crumpled to the ground, blood pooling beneath them.


    The remainingmanders, half–drunk and sluggish, fumbled to react. But before they could even reach for their weapons, the des struck again.


    One by one, they fell.


    Until only Van remained.


    Van, now stone–cold sober from <b>fear</b>, scrambled backward, his breathing in frantic gasps.


    “You… who “are” you?!” he stammered.


    Tenor shook his limbs as he reached for the pistol at his waist.


    But before he could even aim, a streak of silver shed through the air


    ng!


    His weapon was sliced <b>cleanly </b>in half.


    <b>Van’s </bce banded phovily pata.


    A strangled scream ripped from his thinat. “HELF souíRODY HELE


    Before he could finish, a final heike Gepped forward.


    Sebastian


    Dressed in ck, his piercing gare colder than death itself.


    this four guardians were specters of the underworld, then at this moment,


    Sebastian closed the distance in a single stride and, without hesitation, drove a boot into Van’sched


    CRACKI


    Van was sent ying, mming against a stone pir before crashing to the floor in a heap, coughing up to


    Ashadow loomed over him


    Before Van could even gather his wits, a heavy boot pressed down on his <b>head</b>, pinning it to the ground.


    “Mercy! Please!” Van wailed


    The pressure increased


    Sebastian’s voice was like ice. “Eighteen years ago, ck Wolf Fortress kidnapped Raymond. “Where is he?”


    Van’s entire body went rigid.


    “…I don’t know what you’re talking about!” he blurted.


    Sebastian’s grip on his patience snapped.


    “I’ll give you “one” more chance,” he growled. “Lie again, and I’ll make <b>sure </b>you “never see another sunrise.”


    The sheer weight of the murderous aura surrounding Sebastian made Van’s breath hitch.


    Finally, the dam broke.


    “He’s… he’s in theb! The experimentalb!” Van sobbed.


    Sebastian’s eyes narrowed.


    He kicked <b>Van </b>aside <b>with </b>force. “It he’s harmed in any way, I’ll <b>make </b><b>sure </b>everyst one of you “<b>pays</b>.“”


    Turning sharply, he strode out of the hall, leaving his guardians to deal with Van,


    Outside, the battle raged.


    Gunfire echoed through the fortress, but The Obsidian Order’s warriors were unmatched. Their precision, their sheerbat prowess, had <b>quickly </b>tumed the tide.


    By the time the dust settled, ck Woll Fortress had been seized,


    **The Search for Raymond”


    The search team had embed through the dungeons.


    Nothing.


    Sebastian’s radio crackled, “Lord, he’s not here! Orders”


    His jaw clenched.


    Then, a memory shed through his mind.


    **Theb


    His teams moved swiftly.


    Deep within the fortress, hidden behind <byers </b>of security, they found it.


    A heavy steel door, bolled shut.


    “Break it down,” Sebastian ordered.


    Within seconds, his men forced their way inside.


    The room beyond <b>was </b>stark white, lined with high–tech equipment.


    And in the center


    Arge containment chamber.


    Inside, lying unconscious, was a man.


    Pale. Weak.


    But his face-


    Sebastian’s breath caught in his throat.


    Tears blurred his vision.


    “Father…”


    His father was alive.


    But <b>why</b>–why was he in this condition?


    Had he been experimented on?


    A terrifying thought gripped him.


    Had


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