Chapter 268: Hell & Treasure

Without further ado, he immediately took out a small black and convex-looking pill, and he immediately stuffed it inside his mouth.

His actions were really fast, as its people on the ground only caught glimpses of what had already happened, but the next moment something even more shocking happened.

Someone decided to not care about all the primary explosive materials that were being produced in there, as that guy's standing position and a circle of more than 20 meters was turned into a living hell.

In a truly sudden manner, more than 400 kamikaze soldiers, glued with C4 came out of the ground around that guy, starting a domino exploding effect immediately on their appearance.

And at the same time, more than 10 RPGs started firing towards the same place non-stop for more than 5 or 6 volleys.

What had happened to Eric before it looked like it was nothing more than a small firecracker in front of a real bomb, or grenade.

If one was curious to know what Hell truly looked like, then this should have been quite the good reference for a sparkle.

An area of more than 500 meters radius around the place where that guy was standing had turned into some kind of firestorm, with enflamed dust and debris spreading in the area.

Forgetting about the center of the explosion, even the outskirts of the explosion had turned into ashes or had started melting.

Even the sand had turned completely dark, and in some places, there was even glass or silicon formed due to the high-intensity heat in the area.

No matter how strong one was there should be no way for him to survive such an attack. It felt like a nuclear explosion in miniature.

This was most probably one of the best facts and at the same time one of the scariest facts for Earth.

While there were experts who could become more than a few times stronger than other normal people, there were also strategic weapons that could take them down.

This was just a small demonstration of those weapons and that power, but this was still far from the maximum output of power.

This was only C4 and RPGs but just think if one would use a Nuclear Bomb, then no matter who it was would most probably cease to exist.

Even those Gods' in the Immortal World would surely not tread these things lightly, as they would certainly feel pain if they came across them, but that was just speculation right now.

But that wasn't the end yet, as not long after that first explosion, finally, the heat seemed to have been too much as it reached the labs, and the substances worked upon there.

The next instant the situation just dropped another level down Hell, as another big explosion took place, and this time a small mushroom was created in the sky.

It was needless to talk about the impact, and heat of the second explosion, as the whole place had turned into a true hell of fire.

If the first explosion was supposed to have already finished the target, then the second would have most certainly finished the second guy, and everyone in the rage as well.

There was no way that something like this hadn't disturbed the attention of the people but not only, as the other camps, the government, and other powers were certainly on the way.

Most certainly this place would turn into a swarm of flies, bees, and insects that would try to find out what had just happened, as everyone could only speculate.

But what had truly happened to the main characters of this whole drama! Had they truly died in that explosion?

It wouldn't be weird if they had, but they didn't look like the kind of guys that would die in such a place, and in such conditions.

Furthermore, every expert on Earth, and not only, had a few trump cards in order to save his life when he was in need.

If he didn't, then he wouldn't have been able to reach that level in the first place. The path of a cultivator is ridden with dangerous opportunities and thorny obstacles.

In order for someone to become an expert, it means that they already have surpassed many of these opportunities and obstacles to reach where they are.

So even if they aren't wise enough to do so in the first place, their experience would most certainly push them towards such a path.

One or two lifesaving trump cards are the necessity of every expert, and these two old guys shouldn't have been different.

Not far away from the place that the explosion happened, an old man in burned and rag-tagged clothes finally stopped running, as he looked behind at the fire and explosion while trying to breathe.

His whole body had turned black at this moment due to the heat, smoke, and dust the explosion created, but at least he could feel happy that he was alive.

Even though everything should have happened according to his plans, and he shouldn't have suffered like this, something seemed to have gone wrong, and it happened what it happened.

Right now, he could only be happy at his luck, and survival, as he had truly escaped death by only a hairsbreadth this time.

Still, the important thing was that he was alive, as he took out some kind of a weird black rock from his space ring.

That black rock thing had a diamond cut shape, and the size of a chicken egg, as it seemed to hold something inside, but nobody knew what.

But it was certainly not something normal, as it released an unbelievable pressure that would make even an expert like him kneel on his knees the moment he took it out.

The same thing happened the moment he took it out, but as soon as he was made sure that there was nothing wrong with it, and it was still in his possession, he placed it inside his space ring once again.

Whatever had happened tonight had happened precisely for this thing, and even though he had no idea what it was, it was his good luck to have stumbled upon this thing in the desert.

This was supposed to be only a check-up journey on the camps they had here in Egypt, as he would leave this place in less than a week, after having some fun and finding a few women.

But who would have expected that suddenly the commander of this camp would find something he had no idea what it was, and it looked special.

So, he had been forced to come and have a look at what it was. He was stunned to have found out this object.

He had read somewhere that something like this was considered a treasure, a treasure that had been lost during WWII, never to have surfaced again until now.

Even though the people of that time didn't understand what it was either, or how it worked, they still had fought more than a few wars about this, as its history run deep.

History had it that it was the most precious treasure of some Chinese Clan, that was able to face off against all the other big organizations of Earth in their days.

It had taken the whole rest of the Earth's organizations to unite and fight them, in order to give an end to them and steal their precious treasure.

But they had skipped one fact, none of them knew how to use this treasure, and they had killed everyone who could.

Still, they all wanted to have their hands on it, in hope that someday they would understand what it was, or how it worked, and then make use of it to grow strong.

Too bad that it was lost during WWII and nobody was able to find it until today!

It was on one of the captives that the camp guards had brought at the camp a few days ago, and the holder seemed to have no idea about what it was either.

He claimed to be a family heirloom, but he looked nothing more than a cheap thief. Most probably he had stolen without even knowing its value, so he quickly killed the guy.

Looking at the treasure in his hands, the old man couldn't hold his excitement, this was the opportunity of his lifetime.

As long as he took this treasure to his Master, he would most certainly get promoted and rewarded for his contributions.

The moment the old man had thought about this, he had immediately notified his organization, and his Master about it, and had requested help and reinforcement to protect him on the way.

The organization had certainly moved fast, as they had sent protection for him, but the problem was that the opposite faction in the organization had moved first.

The person he was fighting until now was someone he knew perfectly well, and he wasn't there to help him guard the treasure but to kill him and steal it.

The moment he had learned about that he had decided to give that fu*cker a blow, and then try to send the treasure back himself.

What he hadn't expected was the presence of Eric in this place, and his nose around the camp. As if that wasn't enough he had even appeared at the gate of the camp.

Thinking that Eric was some spy, or contracted experts of some other organization he had been forced to use his strategy to kill him, and then face that scum.

Everything had culminated in this situation, where he was having difficulties in breathing, and seemed like he was more dead than alive.

And his heart truly stopped for a moment, when…