Those Classmates who Suddenly Disappeared
Chapter 1242: The Enemy’s Killing Move

Chapter 1242: Chapter 1242: The Enemy’s Killing Move

Dark City was shrouded in dark clouds today, casting a suffocating atmosphere that made it somewhat difficult for people to breathe. At the very heart of Dark City stood the headquarters of Organization X, the Tower of Darkness.

At this moment, Xue Wang and Lord Xiong were standing at the highest point of the Tower of Darkness, gazing towards the Dark Primitive Mountain forest, watching the occasional bursts of gunfire, which helped them estimate how far the regular troops were from this location.

Lord Xiong was not worried at all, as he looked at the grim-faced Xue Wang and then said, "What should we do? If we let them continue like this, soon all the blood-sucking creatures in Dark Primitive Mountain will be wiped out, and next, their target will be to take down Dark City. If Dark City falls, then the secrets of Organization X will also fall."

"I know, and of course, I have considered this," Xue Wang’s gaze grew colder as he spoke again, "I have already called for the personnel scattered around to swiftly gather here, and I have made preparations to unleash the final power."

"That way, we are undoubtedly safe, but I am still a bit worried." Just as Lord Xiong finished speaking, he noticed something being flung into the sky in the distance.

Xue Wang snorted coldly, "Lord Xiong, you are not worried that we cannot win, planning to abandon us, are you?"

"How could that be? How could I not know the strength of Organization X? It’s simply not possible for us to lose." Lord Xiong appeared very confident and then continued, "I am worried about Gu Fan. This boy used the space-time door to return to ancient times, what exactly did he do? Shortly after his travel, mercenaries and regular troops swarmed in, launching an unprecedented siege. Isn’t that a coincidence?"

Hearing this, Xue Wang frowned, "You suspect this isn’t a coincidence, that someone deliberately arranged this."

Lord Xiong nodded, "Being able to persuade so many mercenaries to come here, and to unite the countries around Dark Primitive Mountain, what do you think?"

"There must be someone pushing this behind the scenes, making this happen, but it’s definitely not that Gu Fan. That kid doesn’t have the capacity," Xue Wang frowned deeply, pondering over the possible opponents, realizing that such an opponent did not exist.

Just then, Haywes ran over, respectfully addressing Xue Wang and Lord Xiong, "Lord Xue Wang, and Lord Xiong, everything is prepared on our side; we can initiate the final power."

"Good, then let’s begin." Having said that, Xue Wang turned and walked towards the elevator.

"Interesting, the first time I see Organization X initiating the final power," Lord Xiong showed interest and followed along, "I thought Organization X would never need to use the final power, but I didn’t expect this day would actually come."

The two entered the elevator, and as it began to descend, Xue Wang’s expression remained stern, "I too never thought this day would come. Honestly, once we initiate the final power, that’s a headache as well, how to handle the aftermath, I hope you can help, Lord Xiong."

Hearing this, Lord Xiong showed a bitter smile, "Forget it, I’d rather not provoke your final power. Let it be a curse upon those regular troops who dare to attack this place."

"It’s easy to initiate, but difficult to seal back up," Xue Wang sighed, and then the elevator reached its destination, the doors opening subsequently.

They were in a huge underground lab, where many people dressed as scientists were clearly arranging various instruments, but upon seeing Xue Wang and Lord Xiong arrive, they showed expressions of awe.

Xue Wang told them there was no need for much ceremony and asked, "How is the final combat power activation going?"

A researcher immediately came forward, "The preparation is almost done, eighty percent has been thawed, and only twenty percent is left to be completely thawed."

"Good, then thaw them all." After saying this, Xue Wang snapped his fingers, and the researcher began to rotate a device.

In this basement, there was a vast room filled with bone-chilling cold air, freezing nearly ten thousand people, who were placed in something like sleep pods, lying quietly like ice sculptures.

This room stored sleep pods for ten thousand people, most of which were orderly arranged on the floor, with some fixed to the walls, and even several layers high.

As the cold air was deactivated, the ice blocks on these people started to melt, water dripping down from their bodies, which was also absorbed by the sleep pods.

The door of the room opened, and Xue Wang walked in. Watching ten thousand warriors gradually awaken from their frozen state, he became exhilarated. How many years had it been? How many years? For this day, to counter the crisis, he had spent hundreds of years continually selecting the finest warriors, turning them into vampires, and then securing them here.

"Awaken, the bravest warriors of Organization X, I need you now." As Xue Wang spoke, the first pod door opened, and a vampire with a pale face stepped out, looking indifferently around.

Then the second, the third, more and more vampires awoke. Some were shocked, some puzzled, some looked at Xue Wang with questioning eyes.

"Xue Wang, was it you who woke us up?" A true member of the Xue Clan stepped forward, with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Since you have woken us up, it must be because Organization X is in trouble and needs us. But you’ve prepared nothing. Do you expect us to go into battle on an empty stomach?"

To this, Xue Wang was unfazed, "My greatest warriors, I know you are hungry, and there’s enough food on the battlefield waiting for you to hunt, sufficient for everyone to be satisfied."

Hearing this, the vampires who awakened first showed cold smiles, seemingly eager to join the battle.

One of the vampire warriors asked, "After we go out, can we act without restraint?"

"As long as you don’t leave Dark Primitive Mountain, you can do as you please," Xue Wang was not completely complying, he exuded the aura of the boss, his gaze carrying a terrifying authority as if ready to slaughter any disobedient one.

The vampire warriors were still fearful at heart, assuring they would never leave Dark Primitive Mountain, only hoping Xue Wang would let them go and wreak havoc soon, as they were terribly hungry.

"Go, the passageway is open for you; the gates of hell are open for those who dare to trespass our territory, unaware of their fate. After tonight, the whole world will know that this place is off-limits to gods and ghosts." Xue Wang’s words undoubtedly stirred up the fighting spirit of the vampire warriors, who couldn’t help but roar.

Watching these vampire warriors so highly spirited, Xue Wang was pleased, a smile curling up at the corners of his mouth, confident that the outcome of this moment was beyond doubt.