Elsa sprang to her feet at once. She lifted Sherry into her arms, rolling over and cing the girl on the
ground gently.
Sherry was pale as a sheet, barely alive. Dorson had started the car, jamming his foot on the
elerator as he sped toward the gates,
He had killed Jordan, and Sherry was going to die soon too. Telford was the only target remaining.
Kim had said from the start that the main target was Jordan, and it was best if the other two were killed
too, but they were a secondary priority. This way, Dorson technicallypleted his mission
As long as he made it out of the Special Forces department, he would be able to camouge himself
using his spirit energy so that no one would be able to find him.
The second he was out of there, he would head into the mountains. He would be able to make it back
to his homnd with how strong he was, even if he had to walk.
The thought of being able to go home and reunite with his family put a smile on his face.
After living in Dasha for five years, he was finally going home. The debt he owed Joy Corp was cleared
now, and he was a free
man
Just then, another car hit him head–on.
A deafening sound rang through the air as both cars collided with tremendous force. The back end of
both cars lifted into the air from the collision before falling back onto the ground with a heavy thud.
Elsa and the rest were in shock. Any normal person would be dead being caught in a car crash like
that.
However, Dorson burst through the roof of his car, then turned around and started to make a run for it.
Wilbur broke out of his car as well,unching an attack on Dorson.
Dorson retaliated with an attack of his own, and both spirit attacks shed in mid–air with an explosive
hum
Wilburnded on the ground. Meanwhile, Dorson rolled backward into the department’spound as a
result of the powerful spirit pressure from colliding attacks.
Wilbur got to his feet and slowly made his way toward Dorson as he frowned. “Who are you?”
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Dorson was silent. He steadied his breathing, preparing himself for battle.
Elsa ordered her teammates to fire, but Wilbur stopped her with a hand. “Don’t waste your bullets. He’s
not getting away now that I’m here.”
Elsa did as she was told.
She knew that bullets did nothing to a cultivator once they had reached a certain stage, and it was
better to catch this guy alive
anyway.
She ordered all the officers in the department to surround the entirepound in an attempt to stop
Dorson from escaping.
She did believe in Wilbur, but it was better to be careful.
Wilbur nced at Dorson before finally noticing Sherry.
“She can’t hold out much longer. We’ve called for an ambnce,” Elsa shouted.
Wilbur frowned, putting up a band. A gentle ray of spirit energy streamed out of his palin and burrowed
into Sherry’s body, protecting her organs.
Wilbur turned his focus back onto Dorson after that with a smile. “Not bad, man. I gotta say I respect
you for being able to sneak into Special Forces and kill someone so stealthily.”
Dorson said nothing. He was channeling all the spirit energy in his body at full force, knowing that he
had run into a powerful
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enemy this time.
Just the exchange from earlier had required Dorson to take cover. He knew that he was up against
someone much stronger than him.
Nevertheless, Dorson was still confident. He was an assassin and had special powers other cultivators
did not.
Seeing that Dorson chose to remain silent, Wilbur inched closer to him. “Let me guess, your specialty is
camouge, isn’t it? You killed Jordan using that, right?”
Dorson remained silent, and Elsa sighed. “Yes, he did.”
“Damn: 1 knew something happened to Jordan the second you called,” Wilbur said, shaking his head.
Elsa was enraged, but there was nothing she could do about it.
“Come on, just surrender already. There’s no point trying to fight anymore,” Wilbur said calmly, his
hands behind his back.
Dorson sneered. “You’re going to d
die.”
As he spoke, he exploded with spirit energy. Two clones appeared beside him, both armed as they
lunged toward Wilbur at high speed