BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

Chapter 951: The decoy battle (3)

Chapter 951: The decoy battle (3)



They entered a smaller, more secluded room. The clone pushed the blackguard into a chair, ensuring he was restrained before going behind the chair and keeping the man seated.

"What's your name?" Amber asked, her tone firm but not unkind.

The blackguard glared at her, defiance flickering in his eyes.

"Why should I tell you anything?"

"Because your cooperation might just save your life."

"Ah! Fucking rebel scum! I won't tell you anything!"

But the truth was, the man hesitated, his eyes darted to the clone by the door before returning to Amber.

Usually, he would have a mask hiding his face and protecting his inner thoughts shown by his eyes, and his facial twitches. But he forgot the mask was not with him.

Amber noticed his hesitation and capitalized on that.

She looked at the defiant blackguard, her expression calm. "You know, the best thing for you right now would be to cooperate."

She gestured towards the clone, standing silently by the door.

"My friends here have not a lot of time to waste... So, it would be better to not make them mad because they lost time. Besides, I'd hate to ask them to persuade you."

The blackguard's eyes widened as he glanced at the clone. The man knew the white-dressed dude was able to make him suffer with a simple flick of his wrist.

At this point, the blackguard wasn't fearing death, but rather torture. The man swallowed hard, his bravado fading.

"I... I know nothing."

Amber leaned forward, her gaze piercing. "Let me be the judge of that."

"I swear! Since Caelora city, our procedure on intelligence has been extensively changed; we don't know a lot, I swear!"

"I find that hard to believe. You're a relatively high-ranking blackguard, which means you must have access to valuable information. "

Erik didn't know exactly what was happening as he was on another side of the battle, but whatever happened, the rebels must have received orders to retreat because they hurried back.

The blow to the rebel forces must have been significant, and Van Dyke decided to recall his troops. It could also be that Amber and the Chimaeric Demons completed their attack on the enlistment center.

If that was true, it meant there was no reason for the rebels to stay here any longer.

The rebels acted wisely. They decided to blow up the vehicles that, in theory, should have held the weapons the blackguards were moving to another site.

They knew the vehicles were empty, but they wanted to make the blackguards believe they didn't know it and that if they couldn't have those weapons, then no one could.

Erik crouched behind a damaged car, shielding himself from the blasts. The deafening sound and shockwave made his ears ring.

Debris rained down around him as the rebels pulled back, their retreat seeming frantic and disorganized.

While peering out from under his cover, Erik saw the blackguards scrambling to regroup and pursue the fleeing rebels.

Van Dyke's people had escaped the kill zone, leaving only the destroyed vehicles behind.

Erik's brow furrowed as he tried to make sense of the situation.

Erik emerged from his hiding spot and rejoined his blackguard squad. Shatterfist approached

him.

"We got orders to chase the rebels."

Erik didn't like that at all. The man knew Van Dyke, he felt the man expected this and likely

made a trap to kill those who were going to chase the rebels.

Regardless, he nodded, keeping his expression neutral.

"What happened over there? What was that massive explosion?"

Shatterfist shook his head. "I got told a big shot joined the fray, but I don't know who the guy

is."