Chapter 809
Other than that, there were empty bullet shells on the ground as well.
Halle’s pale face recovered a little upon knowing that it was not Andrius.
“Huh? Look at this! What is this?”
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Another soldier discovered the fighting traces behind the massive statue.
Halle and Noir went over immediately. They saw bloody handprints at the bottom of the statue. They
were from Andrius when the Second War God had stepped on his hand earlier.
Whir!
The two of them instinctively had a nce over the cliff. The chilly wind gave them chills and shook
them.
If someone fell over the cliff, the cold wind alone was an obvious answer that no one would survive.
“Rope!” Dennis shouted. “Get a rope! We’re going down there to have a look!”
One of the soldiers brought a long rope over. Another soldier then equipped himself with a torchlight
and tied the rope around his waist.
With the help of his colleagues, he slowly descended into the white fog.
More than twenty minutester, the brave soldier was pulled back up, but he looked rather pale and
drenched. He looked depressed as he came back empty–handed.
“How was it?” Noir already had the answer in his heart but he refused to ept it. He asked, “How was
it down there? Where’s the Wolf King…”
Halle stared at the soldier nervously.
“It’s…” The soldier looked at Noir and continued, “It’s a river with rapid current down there and it’s
freezing. It’s around seven to eight hundred meters from here to down there and if anyone falls from
here into the water…”
The soldier’s voice grew softer and ultimately stopped.
“No!”
“Impossible! Andy! No this can’t be!”
Noir refused to believe what he heard. He panicked.
Halle passed out when she heard the soldier.
Back on shore, when Dax saw the defeated look on Noir’s face and the unconscious Halle, he already
knew what happened.
After getting an actual update from Dennis, he sighed. He ordered a small group of men to stay behind
to continue the search.
Andrius‘ life and death were prominent; he could not allow any mistakes to happen.
As the Southern War Zone Master and as Andrius‘ friend, he had to reach the conclusion one way or
the
other.
In the next few days, all the soldiers returned with no news.
On the fourth day, the soldiers finally located Kelvin.
“War Zone Master…”
Kelvin dared not look at Noir and Halle. He exined what happened in the temple, including all the
details.
“After the shot, the Second War God came. Then… the Wolf King told me to cross the bridge first and
he himself went off to distract the Second War God and his men.”
Kelvin’s voice grew softer as he was consumed by his guilt.
Halle and Noir finally learned the truth after listening to Kelvin’s confession for themselves.
The First War God was killed by the Second War God in order to buy Andrius more time.
Andrius was cornered to the statue and fell off the cliff, crashing into the rapids. He might still be alive,
but the odds were near zero.
Halle broke down in tears and cried her lungs out.
“Andrius! Why?! Why did you leave me alone?! You are the Wolf King! The almighty Wolf King, how
could you die here?!” she screamed and shouted, expressing the sorrow that ate her up inwardly.
“The Second War God!”
Noir looked in the direction of the capital and clenched his teeth angrily. His eyes turned frosty as he
said, “You attacked the generals of the Lycantroops and went after the Wolf King… You are my biggest
enemy now! I swear I will skin you alive and gut your heart out! I will do whatever it takes to get to you
and after I kill you, I will throw your body under the sun for a year! This won’t end well for you!”
His eyes were bloodshot as he spewed the words in anger.
Crack!
His fists cracked loudly as he clenched tightly, so tightly that his nails were embedded in his flesh.